Ma Ming and his parents each ordered a serving of wontons to take to the car to eat.
Small wontons shouldn't be kept for long; they taste best when eaten fresh.
Mr. Ma drove in the passenger seat, while Ma Ming and his mother sat in the back. They pulled down the armrest in the middle of the seat to put the wontons in.
"Here, have the wontons in broth that you ordered. Mom ordered the chicken broth wontons. Eat as much as you like."
Ma's mother opened the portion that Ma Ming had been given to her and happily pushed it towards Ma Ming.
The interior of the car was dimly lit, and the delicious aroma of wontons filled the small space.
Even Ma Ming was a little envious of the smoke.
It's rare to be able to chat about food and eat together so harmoniously with my parents. We didn't argue or bring up any unhappy topics all night.
He felt a little out of place all at once.
"Mom, you should eat too. Mr. Lin's cooking is excellent; it's the best I've ever eaten in my life."
"Okay, Mom, try it and see if I can make something that tastes similar to yours."
Ma's mother enjoyed this moment of closeness with her son, picked up a spoon, scooped up a small wonton, and examined it carefully.
The soup, with its bubbling oil and rich chicken broth aroma, is accompanied by vibrant green cilantro, brown seaweed, golden egg crepe strips, and translucent wontons filled with pink meat filling. All these elements float in the broth, creating an irresistible and mouthwatering atmosphere.
The rising steam from the chicken soup wontons was so enticing that it whetted everyone's appetite.
Ma's mother opened her mouth and ate the soup and wontons together.
"Um!?"
"So fresh!"
One sip, and the chicken soup was incredibly delicious.
The umami flavor is so prominent that you can tell at a glance that it's not the aroma extracted from artificially synthesized MSG, but rather the umami flavor of natural ingredients that have been stewed for a long time.
Even the bland wonton wrappers become incredibly delicious when soaked in chicken broth.
The smooth wonton wrappers, thin and translucent, are coated with the oily broth of chicken, making them both fresh and tender to eat. With each chew, you can enjoy the springiness of the meat filling and the chewiness of the wonton wrapper. Both the texture and the taste are impeccable.
It's amazing once you take a bite.
The piping hot chicken soup and wontons slid from her mouth into her stomach, giving Ma Mu a warm feeling from head to toe, making her feel warm both physically and mentally.
"It's delicious, son, you should eat some too."
After tasting the flavor, the mother excitedly picked up a wonton with a spoon and fed it to her son.
Ma Ming was pleased to see that his mother seemed convinced by his recommendation.
Mr. Lin's cooking skills are simply unbeatable.
Ma Ming happily ate the wontons his mother fed him, enjoying them immensely.
Old Ma sat alone in front, watching this scene of motherly love and filial piety, and pursed his lips in envy.
Hmph, he'll eat it himself!
"Let's finish eating and leave quickly. There are too many people. If we all walk together, we'll probably get a traffic jam."
Ma's father had been observing the surrounding situation.
Regardless of how many people are in line, just looking at the empty spaces on both sides of the road that are completely occupied by private cars and electric bikes, you can tell that there will definitely be a traffic jam when everyone walks together.
Without anyone directing traffic, if each vehicle leaves one by one and all turns around and retreats at once, it could easily cause a traffic jam.
Ma Ming and his mother had no objections and started eating as soon as they picked up their spoons.
Seeing that Ma Ming was eating with relish, Ma's mother drank some soup and fed the wontons she had only eaten two of, to Ma Ming.
Mr. Ma ate quickly, finishing the soup and wontons in a few big bites. He then told the mother and son to sit in the back and started the car to go home.
When most of the diners had finished eating and were ready to leave after watching the excitement,
Just as Mr. Ma had predicted, one person's mishandling of reversing caused several other cars to get stuck.
It wasn't even time for Mr. Lin to pack up and head back, and the traffic was already congested.
"No, how are you reversing? What are you doing blocking the middle of the road?"
"The car in front is parked too far to the side, I can't turn around. Please back up and let me pass!"
"Oh my god, who parked this car? They locked my electric scooter inside."
"Whose car is this white BMW? Come move it, the license plate ends in 886."
"Who knocked over someone's electric scooter? Everyone shouted!"
"Please, someone help me up!"
......
The scene was noisy and chaotic. Ma Ming had already returned home and was browsing local news when he saw a message about a traffic jam in Taoshan late at night that almost required the traffic police to be called. He couldn't help but laugh.
His dad's hunch was pretty accurate.
Luckily, they ate and ran away without crowding around Mr. Lin's stall, otherwise they really wouldn't have been able to leave.
Mr. Lin's diners have a strong sense of community.
Perhaps because Boss Lin changed locations every week, a group of people empathized with him and experienced the pain of not being able to find him, which led to the formation of a revolutionary friendship.
The group of people seemed to have turned the place where Boss Lin was into a party and entertainment venue.
Even after they've finished eating, they're reluctant to leave, or those who didn't get to eat stay and watch, chatting and gossiping.
They didn't know each other, but they had a very enjoyable conversation.
Paired with delicious food, it's truly an unbeatable stress reliever.
To be honest, Ma Ming is very happy today.
He hadn't had a relaxing and heartwarming late-night snack with his parents like this in a long time.
Perhaps they've never had such an experience.
I wish that a harmonious family environment like tonight could last a little longer.
But Ma Ming also knew it was impossible.
After browsing news about Boss Lin for a while, Ma Ming went to sleep.
The next evening, after Ma Ming finished his live stream, he planned to go to Taoshan to queue up in advance for Boss Lin to set up his stall. When he stepped out of the room, he saw his parents waiting for him at the door again.
Um?
"Mom and Dad, were you waiting for me?"
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