When I first lived in the village, I told my roommate that the time I lived in the city was the happiest part of my life after graduation, and then I gradually got used to it, and found that it was okay.
Living in the village is no time to be lonely, if a day to stay in the house does not go out, is fortunate to hear a variety of symphony, right, various times. In the early morning light, a young woman will be downstairs to call the neighbor's children and her children a piece of school "dish dish, dish dish ..." sound, passionate and passionate. "A sound, passionate, penetrate the early morning haze of sleep, penetrate the concrete, so you can not stop, can not be refused; success was called to wake up, another piece of music then rang, extremely rich in the Northwest man tough breath and rich local characteristics of the voice "buckwheat noodles noodles, the first time you do not eat the blame you, the second time you do not eat the blame me ....." Please forgive me for my short knowledge, this is the most awesome advertisement I've ever heard, listen to it once and you can't forget it, listen to it twice and it's catchy, not to mention the sound of this primitive vitality and full of the flavor of life! Minute by minute or the resident of memory. He rode his car just left, I do not know where the speaker began to sound "Baijia Village, 200 meters east of the village entrance, the opening of the middle-aged clubs, mahjong tables and balls, free drinks, the opening of the occasion, welcome..." magic brainwashing cycle all day long, until the night falls; just stopped for two minutes, downstairs, the supermarket door of the Children's rocking car began to whine: "Daddy, I want to play ..." This children's voice as heavenly accompanied us to sleep, to sleep in the middle of the night, was downstairs a group of men and women's noisy noise woke up, roommate slumped, "dog days ... ..." said ran to find a mineral water bottle filled with water from the window threw down. I do not know whether she threw the posture is too obscene, or the night is too thick, in any case, the bottle thrown down is not much use, only to hear a clunk, then sink into the sea, no news. Later I heard the rain in a daze, the sound of people only gradually dispersed ......
The village is a collection of people's livelihoods, the city of all kinds of gathering place, it has its own unique rhythm, calm posture. It is like a ragged old man, with its old and obsolete body sheltering people from all over the world to come to make a living, although people only want to drum up a little bit more and a little bit more, leave here, live next to the high-rise building, but it is still willing to accept the first that you have nothing, every you.
Xi'an has a lot of big and small urban villages, where there are urban villages there is always a variety of food, north and south of the sea, casserole risotto, dumplings, cold skin, small noodles Chaos ... There is always a suitable for you, living in the city sometimes come to the village to experience what is called selective phobia.
For eat a clean fetish of me, at first in this dark alley to eat is refused, and then ...
To the village entrance of the road there are a lot of breakfast, I ate for many years have not eaten Qianxian tofu brain, or that sour, sweeping away the haze of sweet tofu eaten in the south before. In addition, there are branded dumplings, hot pepper soup, mixed liver soup, crescent moon cake, etc., simply forced the rhythm of the Virgo ah!
When I first came here, I found a Yuncheng dish sandwich, how to say? The conscience of the industry, the cake is large and thick, crispy outside and soft inside, golden color, oil and not greasy. Only a pity that later closed.
In the meantime, I found another Lunar BBQ cake.
"Boss, how many cents?"
"Three dollars"
"So expensive ah, it is not written two dollars and a half it"
"Early price increases, you can rest assured that you will not lose if you eat it! "
As the boss said, I became a repeat customer.
There were times when the crescent moon biscuits were also closed, and I found another vegetable sandwich at the entrance of the village, the cake is not big, but the baked is quite soulful.
In the morning at work, you can always see a yellow flag waving in the wind, which says Qianxian tofu brain, you know, I'm very cold, so every time I see a group of young and old in that pile, I am very disdainful from the side of the pass, but, I'm not a passer-by, but a returnee. Once by chance, on the way from work, saw no one in front of the stall, then put down the cold body, soundly chatter a bowl of bean curd brain, the taste, all of a sudden evoked a lot of past events. There is a period of time, the cold is particularly serious, serious enough to sound like a gong, the first day to eat tofu brain let the boss less spicy, the next day to go, the boss asked me to spicy not, I have not said, the boss said do not do not want, the boss did not hear the boss, and then asked, the boss said to you do not do not ask ... ... a strong sense of human feelings, there is a wood?
A dusk, I found a new tofu brain store, at this time, I have been washed by the village fireworks arrogance, hurry to sit down and eat a bowl, a series of three days, from then on, I and that store has established a deep revolutionary friendship, usually on behalf of the collection of a courier is still very convenient!
If you think recently a little lonely, a little lonely, a little pretentious, come to the village! Eat oil splattered noodles, listen to the sound of people, jumping square dance, with this way to get along, no one feels lonely.