It was easy to go uphill but difficult to go downhill. Qin Guan didn't even stop. Behind him, Cong Nianwei screamed as he ran towards the sea.
Ten minutes later, they arrived at the place where they had fought. It was the No.1 Sea Bathing Beach, where they had left their footprints.
At this moment, the surging waves were rolling with white foam. The boundless sea was right in front of them. After so many years of vicissitudes, it still retained its original calm appearance.
The sand, the sky, and the sea were all here. There was not the slightest difference.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were looking at the sea silently with snot running down their noses. The woman who had just cleaned up the beach looked at them as if they were crazy.
Spring was in full bloom in other places, but the wind was biting cold here.
The cold air from Siberia and the oceanic winter monsoon collided, turning this place into a snowy paradise …
The second stop of their youth was the seaside. They had failed.
...
"Cong Nianwei..."
"Don't ask. I'm cold..."
"Let's go to the next stop, shall we?"
Cong Nianwei looked at her boyfriend in surprise, as if it was the first time she had met him. She hadn't expected him to be such a persistent man.
However, when she looked at the face that was covered with only a pair of eyes, her heart couldn't help but soften.
This was a rare romantic feeling from her boyfriend. Although he had failed two times in a row, didn't he still have two more places in his proposal?
Cong Nianwei replied in the softest tone she had ever used in her life, "Okay, let's go to the next stop."
It was the safest stop to eat the street food that she had missed the most.
Not to mention, the fun and convenience of street stalls was that after school, all you had to do was set up your car and within a few minutes, you could have delicious food in your hands. This kind of indescribable satisfaction was something that we couldn't experience sitting in a well-behaved restaurant right now.
Two or three friends, either chatting or fooling around. When the girl they liked passed by, they would deliberately make some noise to attract the other party's attention. Even if it was just a glance, it would make the first awakening of love reminisce for a long time.
Cheap prices and substantial portions were also the first choice for these goat-herding children to fill their stomachs before their parents returned home late.
Fortunately, Y City was small and compact. It was only a 10-minute journey from the seaside to the Southwest River. The small market, which had not changed for many years, was still standing firmly in its original place.
There were two popular stalls on the left and right side of the street, one for fried pork and the other for assorted skewers.
In this small town where the prices of goods had not yet begun to rise, the prices of stewed vegetables and meat skewers that cost three yuan and fifty cents each had not changed.
They arrived at their destination without a hitch. Qin Guan held Cong Nianwei's hand tightly as he stood in front of his mother, who had always looked kind in his mind.
Qin Guan had frequented the restaurant since he was in primary school. The food had been there for decades. The customers and the place had not changed. Even the familiar taste had not changed.
"Five chicken skewers, five lamb skewers, two mushroom skewers, two potato skewers, tofu skin, chili, and two bowls of porridge..."
A series of menus were spoken fluently. The kind old lady turned around and started to tidy up the table.
Sizzle...
The meat skewers in the warm oil were bubbling in the golden liquid. The aroma of fried food spread in the open-air restaurant, which had been built with a plastic canopy.
That's right, the kebabs in this store were very special. Unlike the vegetables that were fried on a sizzling plate, the chicken and pork were specially marinated by the lady boss before being coated in a flour paste mixed with eggs and fried.
The marinated meat was uniform in size and the sauce was fresh and delicious. Even the paste on the outside was thin and precise, thanks to years of experience.
Then, the meat was slowly cooked in a deep frying pan with a low flame. Then, the meat was rolled three times in a wok of hot oil. When it was ready to be served, the lady boss's special seasoning of pepper, salt, and chili powder would be sprinkled on the meat according to the taste of the customers.
The meat skewers here were hot and crispy, and the meat pieces were juicy and plump. They had the essence of fried food, but they didn't have the greasy taste of oil. Their reputation spread throughout the surrounding schools.
Because of the word of mouth spread among the students, those little gluttonous cats in the distant Third High School could ride for dozens of minutes and specially come over to have a bite during the holidays.
The lady boss was very knowledgeable about business. After the gravy skewers were served, she scooped out two small bowls of millet porridge from a large metal thermos.
Millet from Y City was not as famous as that from Qinzhou in Shanxi or Longshan in Shandong. However, this kind of golden millet from the suburbs had the unique fragrance of the city.
Cong Nianwei used a simple iron spoon to pick up the millet porridge from the edge of the bowl. The millet on the spoon was thick and sticky.
When the roasted vegetables were served on a plate, Cong Nianwei stirred the porridge with chopsticks.
Using chopsticks, he stirred the vegetables in the porridge and turned it into a delicious dish with soup and water.
Qin Guan, who was sitting in the innermost corner, handed her a bowl of fried mushrooms with his chopsticks. Just as he was about to eat them, a loud noise came from outside the shed.
"Grandma, ten pork skewers!"
"Grandma, three meat and three vegetables with rice porridge. Let's eat here!"
The students in the surrounding area had finished school.
The green and white uniforms belonged to Tenth High School. The ones closest to here were primary school students with apple-red cheeks. The ones dressed like hooligans belonged to the vocational middle school over there.
Ten minutes later, the students from the Fifth High School and Qin Guan's No. 1 High School would arrive one after another.
The quiet place was no longer as peaceful and warm as it had been before. Qin Guan's hands froze on the spot.
The space was limited. In an instant, countless people were sitting on the small stools and round tables.
Among the youthful students, Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei were like two cabbages thrown into a pile of tender onions.
As a result, everyone's gaze turned to the two 'adults' curiously. They watched them show off their love in the simplest shop on the street.
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