When Song Chang came to the Happy Nursing Home, she saw her mother sitting listlessly in the corridor with a group of old men and old women, sighing.

What's wrong with this?

What happened to the nursing home that she didn't know about?

"Mom~"

Song Chang stood at the bottom of the steps and shouted at Hu Yunhui.

When Hu Yunhui heard her daughter's voice, she cheered up.

He waved his hand to his companions and walked over to his daughter.

In normal times, these boring old men and old ladies would have to make a few jokes.

But this time, I'm not interested.

It's a good relationship to be able to wave your hand in response.

This uncommon scene also made Song Chang scratch her head.

When I got out of the nursing home, I asked.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

"Hey, didn't I tell you yesterday that there was a delicious fried skewer stall at the entrance of the nursing home."

Song Chang nodded, and looked up at the door of the nursing home.

Didn't you have a fried skewer stall?

Hu Yunhui understood her daughter's expression, and then explained, and her tone of voice became extremely sad.

"This morning, a lot of people lined up to buy the fried skewers, there were too many people, and we had breakfast, and it was not healthy to eat fried skewers in the morning, so we didn't line up to squeeze with young people."

"Then the group of young people just bought the fried skewers!"

"I'm still thinking of waiting for you to come over and buy you some to taste, but the boss will sell out before 10 o'clock and leave the stall."

Hu Yunhui can't believe it when she mentions it now.

"And this?"

Song Chang said she was surprised.

It's got to be delicious, and it sold out in the morning.

"Is it that delicious?"

Hu Yunhui still needs to say this, and nodded affirmatively.

"It's really delicious, the sauce is fragrant and spicy, the key fried skewers are also fragrant, not greasy, unlike other fried skewers, which are full of oil and greasy, and this fried skewers are fragrant in your mouth."

It's okay not to say it, but when I said it, Hu Yunhui remembered the fried skewers I ate yesterday.

Each ingredient has its own characteristics when fried, and there is nothing to say about the fragrant.

Gluttonous!

"If you want to eat, I'll take you to the fried skewer shop outside to buy some."

Song Chang saw that her mother was greedy like this, and smiled helplessly.

When I was young, in order to maintain my figure, I didn't eat this one and that one.

I didn't expect to be old, and I still have a desire to eat.

"Okay."

Hu Yunhui really wants to eat fried skewers.

How many days have I not touched this fried unhealthy food, and now a fried skewer has completely hooked out her gluttony.

Then Hu Yunhui saw what it means to be uneven in the world.

"Oh mom, what is this, the starch sausage hasn't been fried out of the crisp shell!"

"And why isn't this enoki mushroom fried and flowered, with a burnt and crispy texture, soft and boiled."

Hu Yunhui was holding a fried skewer, eating a string of spitting and complaining.

I put it down without taking two bites, with a look of disgust.

Song Chang: ......

She was now curious about the fried skewers in her mother's mouth.

What kind of delicious thing did it make her mother's mouth so picky.

"What time does the fried skewer stall you are talking about? I'll buy it for you tomorrow. ”

As a mother, what can I do, I don't have to pet myself.

Song Chang happened to be on vacation, and there was still time to queue up to buy some food for her mother.

She is usually busy with work, spinning the shaft, or on a business trip, and she may not have time to spend with her mother for a few months, so when she has time, she will accompany her more.

"No, right at the door of the nursing home, we can't grab that group of young people? Today is a light enemy, but I didn't expect those people to buy it all directly, so I didn't eat it. ”

"You're finally resting for a few days and getting a good night's sleep in the morning."

"Let's go to the queue tomorrow, bring the bench, and we are familiar with the business of queuing."

Song Chang couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.

Queue up, this group of old men and ladies are indeed professional.

Usually, you have to give up your seat when you take the bus, but when you line up to grab something, it is more vigorous than the other.

Ran faster than she did.

Song Chang thinks she can't compare to her mother in queuing up to grab things.

I don't know why her mother, who is usually a very particular old aunt, is so excited when it comes to grabbing discounted things.

And then he competes with a group of people without caring about his image at all, and the thief who runs fast will move around.

"We are old, we don't sleep much, we wake up at five o'clock in the morning, and when we get up, we go to the queue, and I don't believe that we can't line up young people."

Hu Yunhui has high morale and will never believe in losing to young people in the field he is best at.

"Okay, okay, then I'll wait for my mother to buy me fried skewers."

Song Chang followed her mother's words.

Looking at such a motivated mother, she is still very happy.

The more energetic the old man is, the better his health.

That's how she can rest assured.

You have to have something to do, something to be interested in, so that you don't get sick idle.

"By the way, the guy who sells fried skewers is very handsome, you come early tomorrow and show you, you must like it."

Song Chang laughed helplessly.

She is thirty-seven, and she is about to be forty, and her mind is no longer on love.

The youngest years are dedicated to work, otherwise how can there be a current annual salary of one million, a car and a house, and a life without worrying about food and clothing.

Love is the best, and there is nothing without it.

Usually chase stars, look at handsome guys, and adjust your life.

In reality, men only affect her work.

After ten years of struggle and enough money, she can quit her job to retire and travel around the world.

"Haha, it's okay to look at the handsome guy, how happened to Uncle Li who chased you in the nursing home before?"

"Don't mention it, I've been getting closer to Lao Wang recently, and I'm making trouble."

"Poof."

Song Chang couldn't help but laugh again.

Don't look at the rich feelings of love and hatred among young people, once the twilight love of the elderly has a spark, it is also very warm.

......

The next day, at five o'clock in the morning, Hu Yunhui got up, washed and cleaned up, and walked out of the room with a small bench.

Then as soon as she came out, she saw Lao Li and Lao Wang standing in the hall waiting for her.

"Huh? What are you doing here? ”

Even if Hu Yunhui is in her sixties, her figure and appearance are maintained very well, if it weren't for her white hair, she would look like an aunt in her fifties.

It's normal to have suitors in nursing homes.

In the early years, when she was younger, there were many suitors, but for the sake of her daughter, she never remarried, and now her daughter doesn't have to worry about her.

Hu Yunhui's life is not too comfortable.

So for the old man's pursuit, I have never agreed.

When I was young, I didn't plan to remarry, and when I got old, I didn't have that idea.

"Xiaohu, don't you like the fried skewers at the door, I got up on purpose and queued up for you to buy them."

Lao Li is dressed very exquisitely, in order to look young, he also dyed his black hair, and he will hold a fake rose in his hand, and he is showing his hospitality in front of Hu Yunhui.

But the old king on the side was angry.

"Lao Li just learned from me, I got up first, he saw me get up, and he followed with shame."

"Xiaohui, I don't think he's sincere, do you want to sleep for a beauty sleep, I'll buy it for you?"

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