Ya Kun Night Reading 丨 Night Market Fireworks (Voice)

...... (Election)

At the corner of the road, there were two or three mobile vendors pushing a tricycle. Fried tofu, spicy spicy, fried powder, braised bean bamboo shoots, hair beans, and small trucks sell apple pears. Diners who eat barbecue come from time to time to buy this and that, the business is not bad. Look, the aunts of the mobile vendors are full of spring breeze, and they are delivered directly to the dining table after doing it. They can suffer very much. The working hours are basically synchronized with the barbecue restaurant. When they enter the night, the lighting diners are about to scatter them before they get home.

Passers -by who came and went to see it. There is a disdainful gaze in the dad, as if silently thinking of "a group of ghosts and ghosts"; some migrant workers from foreign countries vote for envy, and they can't sit around the family; Pulling; some couples came over, chose to sit down quietly, eat elegantly, and look at each other silently; there are three or five brothers hooked their shoulders and groaned, and they shouted, and they drank.

A large stall next door, construction day and night construction, seizing the opening of the golden season. After two or three days, the new store opened the door to welcome guests. Barbecue, duck overlords, and crayfish all appeared. The variety was the same as the Xinjiang barbecue restaurant. The store is next to the store, the table next to the table, and the person is next to people. One night, our six or seven old iron sat quietly to the stalls, just for the adopters, the taste was naturally different, and there was no duck overlord next door. The most interesting thing is that the boss saw a old iron very enthusiastic. He was busy saying that you are a cousin of a certain, where did we have dinner and drink together last time. My brother has always been The memory of the brain is also fast, but at this moment, the monk couldn't touch the mind. After two or three seconds, he immediately smiled and worshiped. After the neck toast, he said that his brother and brother would not help but admire the boss's "self -familiar" kung fu. In the future, we eat Xinjiang barbecue. From time to time, we will buy a few duck brains next door to add it. Look, it will be done quickly. The boss is happy to send it to the table.

We are obsessed with this small world, and the number of times is naturally not small. The closer to each other and ran to rest, and then I stayed away. For a long time, the hostess in the family naturally had an opinion. Sometimes the old iron hostess was inevitable, so she appeared in various kinds of discussing the surgery. Every time A, A Jun brought a few bunch of roasted lamb or stinky tofu home every time he was named "knocking on the stepping tile"; B Jun Shengqing invited his wife to enjoy this beautiful night; Go home and stable, and then rush over and boldly rush over to have fun with the brothers; D Jun has a premeditated conspiracy, he is doing dinner and washing dishes. He also mopped him. The situation of cleaning up, remember that it was the Mid -Autumn Festival last year, Haoyue was empty, the cool wind was crispy, and Gui Xiang was dark. E Jun naturally couldn't sit at home, so he promised to go out for a walk and come back. How can Liangchen's beautiful scenery be false? I don't know how to drink three patrols. The wife's phone came, and the buddy was lonely and hung up decisively. I heard the smell of gunpowder on the phone. E Jun knew that "the situation was serious", no longer speechless, his face was helpless, got up, in the moonlight, leaving a tired back, I looked up and felt that a song sounded in my ear- - "You see, you see, the moon's face is secretly changing ..."

This night, this night market, a strong firework on earth!

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