"The train is at around nine o'clock tonight." Luo Yuzhu said lightly, and her mood seemed a little off.
Tang Xiaobao asked: "Have you bought the tickets?"
"I ordered it on my phone."
"Okay then, how about we go back to Bazhong now?"
"No." Luo Yuzhu rejected it outright.
Tang Xiaobao was stunned: "Why?"
Luo Yuzhu hesitated and said, "I want to walk around the city for a while. It's still early, so I can go back after dinner."
"Okay, that's perfect. I'm going to Fatty's house to eat tofu rice."
Tang Xiaobao smiled and didn't care. He just called the fat man.
"Hey, Fatty, what are you doing?"
"Where are you, watching the shop?"
"County town, I want to come to your house to eat tofu rice tonight, is there a chance?"
"Of course there's a chance. Hurry up, I'll send you the new address. My mom can't wait."
Cao Jianghua's voice came from the other side.
"Xiaobao, why don't you have breakfast tonight? Auntie will go home and prepare it. Today I will let you taste the authentic Zigong cuisine. Fushun tofu rice is famous throughout the country. I will also make you Huangba, so you can taste Auntie's cooking skills."
Cao Jianghua is from Fushun, Zigong, and has been married to Tongjiang for many years.
Tang Xiaobao quickly smiled and said, "Okay, thank you, Auntie."
"Why are you so polite? Remember, come early in the evening."
After chatting with the fat man for a few more words, Tang Xiaobao hung up the phone.
In the afternoon, Tang Xiaobao and Luo Yuzhu took a walk around the county town together.
The last time I looked at the time, it was only five o'clock in the afternoon.
I made an appointment with Fatty to have dinner at 6pm, so it’s too early to go now.
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