That year, almost everyday the working eat midday has chop face to be able to choose. Then, became the frequenter of area of cooked wheaten food, hot chop side, the chop face of acerbity soup, work mixed chop side, rotate of a lot of taste, did not eat dirt actually. The girl that sells a range follow me slowly ripe rise, later, meet actually secretly put 9 chop in my bowl more. The meeting when giving a face to give me is blinked blink an eye, taking what tray maintains his composure to go away next, resemble an old friend.
So old past, I blurred those are immersed oneself in struggling day, forget not to drop that bowl of appetizing chop cover however. The platoon of that small costal region in freezer let me have the impulse that thinks he makes chop range suddenly, a person is then extemporaneous in the kitchen play. When familiar fragrance is passed, I knew to succeed. This long-unseen fragrance is not to be in the dining-room of that days, be in however the kitchen of oneself. The girl that takes a side also did not have in those days stubborn expression, of the joy that is Wen Tun's man already wife.
In the years like shuttle, a lot of memory are not to be in the heart, go up in taste bud however.