On my way to work, I pass by an bun shop . The boss is a 32-year-old sister. I always call her Fat Sister because she is indeed a bit fat.
Their buns are delicious and cheap. They only cost 1 yuan per vegetarian, and only 1 yuan per stew.
Every time I pass by the bun shop, I buy five leeks and egg stuffings, and add a portion of soy milk.
I remember one time, when I got off work in the evening, I suddenly found that I hadn't touched my phone for a day, and I didn't know where the phone went.
I searched for a long time but couldn't find it, so I borrowed my phone from my colleague and called it. I found out that it was the fat sister from the bun shop. She said, let me pick it up.
Actually, I was really busy that day. It was past 8 o'clock when I got off work, and when I arrived at the bun shop, it was already past 9:30, and Fat Sister was sitting in the store waiting for me.
Only then did I realize that Fat Sister has been waiting for me to go back to get my phone since the morning and has been waiting for a day.
I am particularly grateful to her. I think her heart is very kind, and everyone around me likes to come to her house to buy buns.
In order to thank her, I specially invited her to have a midnight snack. She told me that she was not married yet, mainly because everyone thought she was too fat, but I later learned that she was not married, mainly because of other reasons.
A few days later, when I passed by the bun shop again, I found that Fat Sister was not there. An aunt was there. The business of the bun shop was still as prosperous as before. People who came to buy buns lined up in a long line, and the eldest sister kept packing the buns, and her mouth was cracked with smile.
When I was buying buns, I asked her about her Fat Sister?
She said that Fat Sister went back to her hometown to get married. She was Fat Sister’s aunt and helped her. When Fat Sister came back, she would leave.
I was quite disappointed at the time, so I had to buy a few buns and leave.
However, I took a bite of the bun and vomited it directly because it was too unpalatable. Only then did I realize that the bun in my hand was bigger than the previous buns, but the noodles were not right, and the filling inside was very thin, and it felt like it was soaked in water, without any taste.
That's it. I went to Fat Sister's bun shop for five days in a row. From the beginning, I bought five, and finally I only bought one to taste it. At this time, I heard someone quarreling behind me. An old man in his 70s was arguing with an aunt selling buns. The old man said, "What's wrong with your bun? I said I wanted radish vermicelli, why did you get me a cabbage?"
Aunt said, "Isn't kale and radish the same? They are all made of vegetarian stuffing, so you can just eat it."
Old man said, "Isn't kale and radish the same? They are all made of vegetarian stuffing, so you can just eat it."
Old man He said, "What does the same mean? Can it be the same? Look at your bun, the skin is not the skin, the filling is not the filling. You can cook the buns, refund the money, quickly return the money."
"That's, refund the money, don't buy it, leave."
When the aunt saw that everyone was leaving, she hurriedly wanted to keep it, and kept explaining, "Don't leave, Fat Sister will be back in a few days."
I sighed and went to work. I was thinking at the time that if Fat Sister was there, this would definitely not happen.
It took about a month to go through the Fat Sister’s bun shop every day, and I never saw Fat Sister coming back, so I went to ask the aunt when Fat Sister would be back.
Who knew that Fat Sister saw that I was not buying buns, but asking about Fat Sister, ignored me at all, and said, "Do you buy buns or not? If you don't buy them, just stay there."
I looked at the aunt's impatient eyes and keenly realized something was wrong. One day after
, my colleague took a few buns to the unit, gave me one, and said, "Try it, this bun is very delicious."
I knew it after taking a bite. This must be Fat Sister's bun, so I asked my colleague where I bought it.
The next morning, I searched for it according to the address given by my colleague, but I found a tricycle in a box in a community. The person selling the buns was indeed Fat Sister.
I greeted her and asked her, "Why are you selling buns here? There are very few people who can see this alley, and no one passes by."
Fat Sister said, "There is no way. The urban management does not allow me to set up a stall, so I can only hide here."As he said, Fat Sister brought me 5 buns of leeks and eggs.
Looking at the buns in my hand, I realized that it turned out that Fat Sister was doing well and was jealous by the landlord, that aunt, so she kept raising the rent. The rent around was originally high, 4,500 yuan, but she was shocked to have increased to 5,800 yuan.
had no choice but to stop renewing the rent, so she had to push it first Tricycles are sold by the streets.
Looking at Fat Sister with red hands, I still feel a little distressed. The main reason is that the landlord and aunt are so angry that she does not deliberately raise the rent. Just to drive people away, I went to open a bun shop myself.
I said to Fat Sister, "Sister, let's not pay attention to her. I have seen her bun shop. It's not very popular. It will definitely not be open for a long time. "
Later, I helped Fat Sister find a new store. The rent was only 3,600 yuan. It belonged to my colleague's house, so it opened it opposite the aunt's bun shop.
Aunt looked at Fat Sister's bun shop every day, and she felt so angry that her teeth were itchy.
And then, just half a month later, the aunt's bun shop closed with the words "for rent" written on it, but it was not rented out for more than half a year. Because everyone around me knew that their family deliberately drove away the tenant, they didn't rent her shop.
As for Fat Sister and I, because I often met her bun shop, I secretly fell in love over time, and finally we got together, with a family of children and grandchildren, and were happy.
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