Yamakawa

The dim sum stall is still very busy today.

Xie Qiujie knew that he was popular in the same city only after seeing the forwarded link from Sanqiqi. To be precise, it was the publicity that Xi Shi and Xia Youqing brought to him.

But there is really nothing to say about the craftsmanship of Xie Qiujie. As Xia Youqing said, only really good quality can make customers come back again.

Therefore, the business of the stall has been booming, and there are many repeat customers.

Many customers even suggested that he open a store directly.

Xie Qiujie just smiled.

When it was not too busy, Xie Qiujie guarded the stall, and Xia Youqing took a camera to take pictures of the tastes of life and the fireworks in the night market at the night market.

Narrow streets and alleys, the scent of roadside stalls permeates the fragrance, bustling crowds and noisy hawking, tables and chairs at the door of the store and groups of friends gather, take the family to shop for clothes, buy flowers and romance young people.

The spicy aroma from Mala Tang, the aroma of minced garlic from the flower nail powder, the juiciness of fried chicken legs overflowing with a bite, the refreshing milk aroma of cool tonic and fruit, and the smell of barbecued cumin makes people drool.

The oil is sizzling on the iron plate, the bright fire is ignited when stir-frying, and the white silk and satin when the broth rises.

The stall owners are busy in all kinds of clothes, the diners are holding various delicacies, and the fireworks from each food stall are unique delicacies on the street.

Everything is full of real and lively enthusiasm for life.

On this day, the night is dark.

Xie Qiujie was cleaning up the stall when an old lady suddenly came to the front of the stall. She was about 70 years old, her gray hair was neatly combed, and she was very well dressed.

Xie Qiujie asked: "Grandma, do you want to buy some dim sum? I don't have any today. I have to wait until tomorrow."

The old lady showed a dazed look, and whispered to herself: "This place has changed so much, I don't even know it anymore."

Then he looked at Xie Qiujie and spoke slowly, "Young man, I want a piece of cake."

Xie Qiujie made a sea salt cream cake today, and there is still the last piece left.

The energy contained in cream cake is higher than other foods, there is a lot of fat, and there is a risk of increasing blood fat, so it is not suitable for the elderly to eat.

Xie Qiujie and Xia Youqing looked at each other and explained: "Grandma, why don't you come tomorrow, we closed the stall today, this cake is not suitable for you, it will increase blood fat."

After thinking for a while, Xie Qiujie continued: "Tomorrow I can make some low-calorie cakes, which will be healthier for you."

The old grandma looked around and shook her head stubbornly, "Young man, I want to eat it. I haven't eaten cream cake for a long time."

Xia Youqing stared at the old grandma, feeling something was wrong.

"Grandma, are you alone? It's not safe to be alone at night."

A kind smile appeared on the old woman's wrinkled face, "I came out with my old man."

When she said it, she seemed to have just remembered something, looked around, her smile gradually disappeared and was replaced by confusion, "Where's the old man?"

The old woman said anxiously: "Where is the old man, the old man is lost again, young man, can I trouble you to find the old man for me? He must be around here, why is he lost again!"

Xia Youqing comforted the old grandma, "Grandma, don't worry, do you remember where you came from? Do you have a mobile phone with you? Let's find it for you."

The old grandma looked at them, opened her mouth, and said confusedly: "He used to set up a dim sum stall and also made desserts, and this place has changed so fast... I don't know, I don't know this place... Today is our anniversary, the old man said Bake me a cake...we went out to play and then he lost it."

Xia Youqing repeated, "Grandma, do you have a mobile phone with you?"

The old lady touched her body slowly, "I forgot to bring it, the old man must have lost it."

The old grandma said that she was about to leave, Xie Qiujie hurried over to help her, "Grandma, do you remember your home phone number, we will look for it for you, don't run around, you will get lost."

The old lady stuck, "The number...the old man's number..."

Xie Qiujie vaguely guessed something in his heart, looked at Xia Youqing, Xia Youqing silently said with lips: "Alzheimer, the lost person is an old lady."

That would be troublesome, the night market is such a big street, let alone in this city, it is too difficult to find someone, the old lady's family must be very anxious.

The old woman looked at the last piece of sea salt cream cake on the table, her face was full of anxiety and anticipation, "Young man, I want to buy that cake... the old man hasn't eaten cream cake for a long time, I'm going to find the old man to buy the cake."

"Grandma, I've given it to you." Xie Qiujie comforted the old grandma with a cake, and then asked softly, "Grandma, do you have any contact information for your family?"

Generally, the family members of the elderly with Alzheimer's will leave some clues on the elderly.

Holding the cake, the old lady smiled kindly and took out a handful of change from her pocket, "I have money, young man, I don't want you to give it to me."

Xie Qiujie saw a white note with sharp eyes, and asked cautiously, "Grandma, can I have a look at that note?"

The old woman handed it to him in confusion.

Sure enough, there was a string of phone numbers on the note. Xie Qiujie gave the note to Xia Youqing, "Call her family, and tell grandma's family not to worry."

"Ah."

Xia Youqing called the number on the note, and it was an old man who answered the phone. Xia Youqing reassured the person on the other side of the phone not to worry, and explained the address here, and thanked him for coming here in a hurry.

After the grandma bought the cake, she was in a hurry to leave, "I want to go back and eat cake with the old man, and I still want to find the old man."

Xie Qiujie desperately kept her, "Grandma, don't worry, he is on his way."

The old woman shook her head and spoke slowly, "No, the old man is lost, I have to find him."

Xie Qiujie said stupidly: "Why don't you try this cake first, grandma, let's sit and chat for a while?"

"What are you talking about?"

Xie Qiujie: "..."

Xie Qiujie doesn't know how to chat, he just delays time.

Xia Youqing stood aside and looked at Xie Qiujie's clumsy appearance, and couldn't help feeling a little funny.

Xie Qiujie thought hard and finally came up with a topic, "You just said that your lover also makes desserts?"

"Yes." The old lady looked at the cake in her hand, with a smile on her face, "The old man used to be a pastry chef, a very good pastry chef."

……

Not long after, an old man rushed over in a hurry, walking quickly, and finally let go of the old woman who was chatting with Xie Qiujie, panting and thanking: "Thank you, thank you, for causing you trouble."

Xia Youqing said not to care, "It's okay, it's best to find talents."

The old man called the old grandmother's name, "Xiaojuan."

The old lady raised her head with a strange expression on her face, "...are you?"

The old man pointed to the cake in her hand, "Xiaojuan, I made this cake for you."

Walking to the old grandma, let him see Xie Qiujie's dim sum stall, "I used to set up such a stall, and you would buy my cakes every day, do you remember? The first time we met, you bought a cream cake."

Later, when I got older, I couldn't eat cream cakes, but I always thought about it in my heart.

"You like cream cakes the most. When you were young, you always said you wanted to lose weight. You were often greedy and didn't dare to eat more, but you would buy cakes and snacks in front of my stall every day. Later, you even set up a stall with me."

The old lady looked at the cake in her hand, looked at the dim sum stand, then looked up at the old man, looked at the cake and thought for a long time, finally smiled, and complained in a tone of voice: "Why did you change places, I almost couldn't find your stall Well, you don't have to be busy today, I bought you a cake."

The old grandma raised the cake in her hand happily, her eyes sparkling.

"Okay, okay, let's go home after eating the cake."

The old lady happily opened the cake box, took a fork to dig out a bite of the cake, and handed it to the old man, "Old man, eat."

The old man's eyes were red, he opened his mouth and ate the cake, saying, "It's delicious."

The old grandma also took a bite and said with a smile: "It's been a long time since I ate a cream cake. It tastes like the one you made back then."

I've been thinking about this taste for too long.

It's like first love, thinking of their youthful and vague love, she loves desserts very much, she would pass by this dim sum stand every day, and secretly chat with the stall owner with a word or two while buying dim sum. Looking at his expression, at that time, I felt that each other would be happy for a long time when the other party smiled.

From youth to old age, decades have passed, many places have changed, but it seems that they have not changed, and the taste remains deep in the memory.

Delicate and smooth cream, fresh and refreshing fruit pieces, soft cake, just the right taste of sea salt, sweet but not greasy.

Xie Qiujie and Xia You stood quietly, and no one disturbed the old couple who were still deeply in love.

Even if some memories will be forgotten, there is always a taste that is deeply left on the taste buds.

Even if you forget, you still love deeply.

Xia Youqing raised his camera and took a few photos of the two old people.

The two old people finally finished eating a piece of cake. The old man held the old grandma's hand and thanked them, "I'm sorry for your trouble."

Xie Qiujie waved his hand, "It's okay, no trouble."

The old man looked at the small stall in front of him, not far away were the people who closed the stall one after another, with nostalgia in his eyes, and said softly: "That's how I set up a stall back then... It's been a long time since I met someone who insisted on making desserts .”

He looked at Xie Qiujie and said with a smile: "Young man, making desserts is a hard road. I hope you have enough love to go on down-to-earth."

Xie Qiujie: "Yes."

The old man asked again: "Young man, are you here tomorrow?"

Xie Qiujie didn't know what the old man wanted to do, so he just said honestly: "I will be here tomorrow, if grandma wants to eat cakes, I can make some low-calorie ones."

The old man chuckled twice, "See you tomorrow."

Xia Youqing hurriedly showed the photos in the camera to the old man, "Grandpa, I took two photos for you just now, if you need them, I will print them out for you tomorrow."

In the camera, there are two white-haired elderly people standing opposite each other. Grandma holds a cake in her hand and feeds it to grandpa. Grandpa looks at grandma with red eyes. It is warm and nostalgic. Those white hairs have witnessed their love.

The old man couldn't help but look at it twice, and said gratefully, "Thank you."

The old man was about to say a few more words to Xia Youqing, but the old lady complained in a low voice: "Didn't you agree to go home, you can chat with anyone you meet."

The old man had no choice but to nod his head with Xie Qiujie to say goodbye.

Laughed slowly, took the old grandma's hand and walked in the other direction, "Alright, go home, don't lose me next time."

"Then you can't run around. Fortunately, there are young people to help. If you are old, what should you do if you lose it?"

"Then you have to keep an eye on me."

……

Xia Youqing picked up the camera, and in the lens, in the night, two old people walked towards the gentle lights. The two hands they were holding were no longer young, and the two faces full of wrinkles and age spots told the story of decades The change.

But they still love deeply.

Xie Qiujie felt that he was in a strange mood.

He is very clear that he doesn't believe in love. He has seen too many bad things about love. He doesn't think that someone can accompany a person for a lifetime and love a person for a lifetime. Passing away, not to mention quarreling and looking at each other, becoming a family relationship is the best ending in his opinion.

Some people say that this is an age when romance is dead. Garages, money, jobs and worldly affairs surround everyone, everyone is misled, everything is vulgar, and love is nothing more than a marriage contract.

But watching the figures of the two old men walking away slowly.

Xie Qiujie suddenly felt that perhaps such an illusory thing like love really existed.

The two quietly cleaned up the stalls and garbage, and Xie Qiujie looked at Xia Youqing's camera, which recorded many things.

Xie Qiujie had nothing to say and asked, "Why did you shoot them just now?"

"Because it's worth recording, I take a lot of things, not only natural scenery." Xia Youqing smiled, and showed Xie Qiujie the results of the night in the camera.

In the night market, the lights are dim, the crowd is bustling, the food is steaming, there are many old people holding children, couples holding flowers, friends laughing shoulder to shoulder, busy vendors, happy diners, and old people holding hands. ...

There are also stall owners of dim sum stalls.

It is all sentient beings.

"These shots are called life, and they are always worth loving and recording."