Once I just got off the train, I was very hungry. Many restaurants near the station were open, and all kinds of fast food restaurants, hot pot restaurants and barbecue shops were lit.

I was worried about what to eat, but I saw a wonton restaurant with shabby decoration and dim lights.

Nothing makes people feel more comfortable than eating a bowl of hot wonton in the middle of the night. I walked in quickly, and an aunt greeted me. I cooked a large bowl with great agility and took a bite while it was hot, not to mention it was really delicious.