Zhou Zhengan sat in his seat and saw that Xiao Wu, who was sitting next to him, had just finished peeling an egg.

Zhou Zhengan involuntarily smiled and snatched it.

"Give me food, you peel another one!"

One bite is stuffed into the mouth.

He wanted to try the taste of eggs.

"Lao Zhou, you're not authentic, and you're not without eggs. I still have to grab an egg. You can't taste it. ”

After saying this, he immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.

Hurriedly smiled awkwardly, and a few people next to him also hurriedly interrupted.

"Old Zhou, what else do you want to eat? I still have bread and pickles.

This pickle is mixed with chili sauce, and it is sour and spicy......"

After saying this, it was cold again, and everyone realized that no matter which topic it was, it was poking Lao Zhou's sore spot.

Zhou Zhengan's face sank.

He chewed hard.

Wrong!

Why did this egg become tasteless again, how is it possible?

He had just tasted the wheat flavor of steamed buns, why did this egg become like chewing wax in his mouth?

He picked up the steamed bun in the lunch box that he had bitten twice.

Picked up the teapot and poured half of the teapot into the water, and took a bite of the steamed bun again.

Zhou Zhengan's face was a little unpredictable.

When a few people around looked at his face, they were blue for a while, red for a while, and they couldn't figure out what Zhou Zhengan was doing.

I thought they didn't notice what they were talking just now, and they hurt Zhou Zhengan.

But usually Lao Zhou is not such a cautious person.

Who knew that Zhou Zhengan put the steamed bun in his mouth and chewed it again and again, frowning.

He did taste the taste of steamed buns.

Rich wheat aroma, light sweet aroma.

Zhou Zhengan glanced at the food in the hands of the others.

What's going on?

"Brother Li, I'll break a piece of cake."

Brother Li was holding a pancake roll with green onions in his hand, and handed it over with a smile when he heard this.

"I haven't eaten yet, you have to eat it all for you."

Zhou Zhengan took the pancake and took a bite hard, there was no taste, there was really no taste.

Zhou Zhengan remembered everything that happened just now, why could he eat the steamed buns, but he couldn't eat anything else?

Is it only the steamed buns that you can take out of the food truck to taste the taste?

Zhou Zhengan put down the pancake again and looked back at the hands of other comrades.

I finally saw the steamed buns that I took out with him.

rushed over, picked up the steamed bun, broke a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

There was disappointment in his eyes, but there was still no taste, this steamed bun and the steamed bun he ate just now were completely two different feelings.

"Old Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

Fa Xiao Jiang Yifan, who had the best relationship with him, patted him on the shoulder with some worry, Lao Zhou was like going crazy after coming back from smoking a cigarette just now.

"Xiao Jiang, I can't tell clearly, I don't know what to say, you let me be quiet."

Zhou Zhengan pushed Jiang Yifan away and walked back to the car door.

With some irritability, he hammered the box with his hand.

How so?

There was nothing wrong with everything, the only unexpected thing that happened in the middle was that the girl named Xia Solstice broke half of his steamed buns.

Could it be related to the summer solstice?

Zhou Zhengan stared at the passing scenery outside the window, shook his head, and his face was full of incredulity.

That's impossible!

But how to explain this, the steamed bun he ate just now suddenly changed qualitatively.

Zhou Zhengan stood here alone for several hours.

Among them, there were passengers who kept getting off the train, and some conductors drove him away, and Zhou Zhengan felt as if he was caught in a mystery.

But the feeling of being able to eat the taste is really addictive.

Let him live the same life as chewing wax again, no one can bear it.

Zhou Zhengan stayed until the second half of the night, and the whole thing eased up.

He had made up his mind.

There was a resolute look in his eyes.

He must give it a try, is it related to that girl, is it because of this girl's reason, or is he delusional?

If he remembered correctly, the girl said that her name was Xia Zhi, and she should have come from the next carriage.

And the girl said that she was going to support the construction of the frontier, that is to say, the terminal of this train.

He'll find this girl tomorrow.

I forced myself back to my seat and squinted for a while, waiting until it was just dawn.

He couldn't sleep.

They have special treatment, three meals a day a day, and they can go to the food truck to get their own fixed quota of food.

Zhou Zhengan rushed to the dining car early in the morning with a lunch box.

Breakfast looks good, there is actually millet porridge, and one person sent two steamed buns, and gave an egg and a plate of small pickles more luxuriously.

Compared to the meals they usually eat in the wilderness, this place is like a fairyland.

Zhou Zhengan hesitated, it was not appropriate to use his own lunch box to deliver food to other girls. He asked the comrades in the dining car again if they had bought a large tea jar.

The white teapot has five big words written on it: Serve the people.

In order to prove that he would not have illusions, he first broke a piece from the steamed bun and tasted it.

The egg is not easy to break, and it is not good to break it for the girl.

But that bite of steamed bread made him not mistaken, and sure enough, it was not the same taste as the steamed bread he ate yesterday.

Holding a lunch box in one hand and a tea jar in the other.

Zhou Zhengan walked into the carriage a little nervously, looking for the crowd one by one, trying to find the face in yesterday's memory.

Xia Zhi sat in his seat and pressed his hand on his stomach.

Half a piece of steamed bun really didn't work, and now she started to get hungry again, but she really couldn't buy anything.

What's more, she hadn't drunk water for a day and a night, and her lips were dry and peeling.

I didn't see these educated youths sitting opposite her seat, and their eyes were getting more and more wrong.

Xia Zhi didn't care, but she was indeed short of water, and it was estimated that no one would agree to borrow someone else's teapot at this time.

Liu Qianjian, who was sitting next to her, did not check the post, and held a broken porcelain bowl in his hand.

There were already a few openings in the edge of the bowl.

Xia Zhi pondered, otherwise if he opened his mouth to borrow a bowl from Liu Qianqian, Liu Qianjin would definitely not refuse.

But she was afraid that she would not be able to pass this hurdle in her heart.

If I remember correctly, Liu Quanjin told her before that his broken bowl was commemorative, and their rhubarb grew up with him since childhood.

Rhubarb eats and drinks from this bowl.

Later, when Rhubarb died, Liu Qianjin took this bowl to commemorate Rhubarb and changed the bowl to his own use.

Xia Zhi just thought about it, and he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

While he was hesitating here, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear.

"Summer Solstice, I can be considered to have found you."

Xia Solstice raised his head and met a pair of surprised eyes.

How to describe it?

Those eyes shone like stars in the sky.

The eyes are secondary, mainly the kind of light in the eyes.

Finding yourself is like finding the most precious treasure in the world.