Rebirth Eighty Little Spicy Wife Has Space

Xu Limin looked outside. The train started moving, and the mountains and dense forests outside began to recede rapidly.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Limin also felt that the scenery outside seemed to be alive again.

One day later, the train finally left the mountain, sometimes passing through mountain villages, sometimes passing through cities.

Seen from a distance, thousands of lanterns are hung in many places.

Alas, the plan did not change quickly. I still want to go to Beishi to celebrate the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. No, I still want to celebrate the Lantern Festival on the train."

Sun Shuangyue sighed, and Zheng Shuquan looked at him with gloating. In any case, it didn't matter where he spent the 15th of the first month.

On the morning of the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month, Xu Limin got up very early. The conductor, who had been bothered for two days, finally ran out happily.

He said there were dumplings and dumplings in the dining car this morning.

"Beautiful girl, why are you so active today? "If you want to eat dumplings, today is still the Lantern Festival." Professor Xiao looked at the little girl who got up early but didn't get up early today.

"As you often say, I won't be active any day. However, I got up early this morning and watched the sunrise on the 15th day of the first lunar month."

"You have watched the sunrise on the mountain. Do you want to watch the sunrise here?"

"Different places have different beauties and characteristics."

"Good morning, I got up very early." The conductor came over with a record book in his hand and greeted Xu Limin and them with a smile.

Of course there are others.

When the train stayed for two days, not only were the passengers upset, but also their mood was not very good. Now the train can run normally and the conductor is in a good mood.

"Today is the Lantern Festival on the 15th day of the first lunar month. I wish everyone a happy holiday. The next stop is Pinggu Station, arriving in 18 minutes. Any passengers getting off the train should be prepared in advance."

"The next time is 18 minutes. Passengers who want to get off the bus should not miss this stop. Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and your family is still waiting for you to go home for the holidays."

The conductor spoke loudly, but there was no one to speak to. Instead, several arriving passengers began to pack their luggage quickly and carefully.

"Today the dining car has dumplings, yuanxiao, glutinous rice balls, silly chicken stewed with wild mushrooms, braised fish... everything is enough, no tickets are required. If you like anything, you can order directly from the dining car."

"What did you eat in the morning?" Sun Shuangyue looked at Xu Limin.

I have been bringing food from home for many days. Although it is delicious, I also want to eat something warm.

“Dumplings and dumplings. The dumplings on the food truck are delicious.”

"You have."

"Yes, I said it. At that time, Gu Haiyang and I returned to Shanghe Village."

"Then let's eat dumplings."

When I went to order food, Sun Shuangyue was very active. Maybe I had never seen anything before. It was strange to see anything, so I was very excited when I went to the food car.

Being overly excited means you have no control.

I ordered eight bowls of dumplings, black sesame and white sugar, one bowl per person.

I ordered eight plates of dumplings, including pork and celery, pork and cabbage, pork and mushrooms, pork and sauerkraut, beef and radish, lamb and green onions, zucchini and leeks.

Xu Limin looked at Sun Shuangyue's order helplessly. How much did he want spicy food?

"Hey, where are the shrimps?" I haven't eaten them yet. They must be delicious."

While listening to Sun Shuangyue's words, Xu Limin picked up the dumplings and muttered to himself. He couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Press it, press it, and let him squeeze in alone.

"A plate of shrimps, a plate of donkey meat. And then..."

"You're almost right. How much more do you want?" Zheng Shuquan couldn't stand it anymore and stopped.

Sun Shuangyue looked at the small number of dumplings on the menu and the raw dumplings in front of the chef.

"Oh my god, why do I order so much? Can I order less?"