I worked all day today to decorate and receive goods. In the past, I entrusted it to my second brother There is nothing else recently, so my husband asked me to go home and have a look.

Catch the subway early in the morning and take the bus.

Arrive at the destination at five o'clock in the afternoon and go straight to my old house. The bus driver said it would be late.

At about eight o'clock in the evening, the truck arrived. As it was night, I only called two porters, two couples who were bricklayers, my second brother, my second sister-in-law and me.

Receiving, unloading, processing, transferring and counting ...

Many hands make light work, and in a short time, a large truck of goods was successfully transferred and sorted out by us.

Hard-working teachers, second brother, second sister-in-law, and all those who help. Thank you for your hard work! In order to express my gratitude to them, I had a midnight snack for the first time. Fried hair sticks with firewood and lard are a unique flavor in my hometown, and you can only eat them at night. It is said that people have to wait in line for more than an hour during the Spring Festival.

I heard that this old street has a long history and is very lively in the morning. Although there is a new market now, people are still used to visiting and shopping in the old streets.

I am no exception. My husband used to take me shopping and have breakfast every time I came back. He misses the taste of childhood.

To tell the truth, hometown flavor can only be authentic when you return to your hometown.