Little git is at home on holiday. When I was eating noodles today, I remembered what I ate at school in the past semester. . . On the second floor of the canteen, there are fresh and tender fish-flavored shredded pork fried noodles, barbecued bibimbap, fried eggs from Lamian Noodles's family in the Spring Garden next door, jiaozi stuffed with pork and green peppers in jiaozi, steamed dumplings with pork and cabbage, and fried noodles of Yi Xuan's own choice. . . There are sausages in the complex building, pancake fruit on the second and third floors, iron plate chicken rice in Happy Valley, fried rice with three fresh shrimps and bibimbap with vegetables, curry chicken rice in the stone house, pilaf in the good house, fried chicken bibimbap with salad in the gang's house, tomato and egg noodles in Ruyi noodle restaurant, fish-flavored shredded pork in Xinyusheng's house, boiled pork slices and pot-wrapped meat. There are also exhaust brand fried skewers at the school gate, cherry blossom sushi in seafood street and big chicken chops. . . For a literary git, what you eat is not important, but who you eat with.

Do you miss the people you have lunch with? . .

Good night, people who left school.