Yellow stewed chicken

When I ate the dumplings, I put a chopstick plum cabbage button on the top of the meat, and I felt a little oily when I took a sip, and put a bottle of vinegar, which was full of bitter vinegar.

But the button meat is still sweet and delicious, as if it doesn't come from the same bowl as this dumpling. I suddenly remembered the chicken soup in the cafeteria on the first floor of high school.

I said, "I'm so uncomfortable, so depressed." ”

Lao Da said, "Oh, you're uncomfortable all day long, uncomfortable or something." Walk! Let's run up after school, I'll tell you, the chicken soup on the first floor of the cafeteria, uhhh It's so fragrant! ”

"It's too embarrassing to run to the cafeteria, I'll forget it"

"Oops! What's so embarrassing, if you don't run to the cafeteria, it's full!! ”

As soon as school ended at noon, Lao Da dragged me up from my seat, and when I got to the bottom of the building, he pulled my sleeve and ran forward, and the surrounding teaching buildings were buzzing, all of which were the sound of kicking and stomping small buildings. Several students also rushed over. I wanted to walk into the cafeteria quickly and gracefully, but I was dragged by Lao Da, and my legs and arms twisted and crooked.

"Oh, they told you to run up and run, and you still have your legs between them, you see it's full now." He stood in front of the window of the dumpling shop and looked at the black pressed students and said.

"Then I'll take a seat first."

"Oh, what a seat, take it back and eat, come! You take my clothes. He took off his school uniform and stuffed it in my hand, "What do you want?" I'll buy you a yellow braised chicken too. ”

Before I could answer, he slipped into the crowd on his own.

She would spend a lot of time in the classroom at noon, and the thought of not meeting her in the cafeteria at this time made her feel relieved.

"Tengu gave me the bag." He squeezed out of front of the window with two plastic bags.

"Okay." He opened his bag and put two lunch boxes on top of each other, a light mist of water inside the lid of the lunch box, and a few dew drops. He gently hugged his schoolbag and beckoned, "Let's go!" Go back to the dormitory. ”

There was no one in my dorm room, and when I opened the lunch box, the smell of sticky chicken soup hit my face.

I rushed into his dormitory

"Ah......h It's so fragrant! I said.

"Right, hahahaha," he picked up his lunch box and took a sip. "Don't be so depressed in the future, go out and run more."

"It's okay to run to eat, not a gentleman hahaha"