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The child's mother was busy cooking rice noodles, helping the kitchen staff take out the meat buns from the basket, and handed a bottle of chili sauce to the diners. Then she turned around and sent the cooked rice noodles to another table. After taking a short break, she went to the sink to help pick the dishes. Used dishes were placed next to her.

The child's mother was busy cooking rice noodles, helping the kitchen staff take out the meat buns from the basket, and handed a bottle of chili sauce to the diners. Then she turned around and sent the cooked rice noodles to another table. After taking a short break, she went to the sink to help pick the dishes. Used dishes were placed next to her.

People were scattered around a few tables on plastic stools. The noodle soup was steaming and oily flowers were floating on the edge of the bowl. Picking up a chopstick, the rice noodle was attached to a small piece of tender meat. It had a crisp and soft texture. Taking a sip of the broth with a spoon, it was like a warm current rushing to the stomach. The meat buns are stuffed with half a hard-boiled egg, and the soft and waxy egg yolk is paired with diced meat. The white buns on the outside are filled with golden gravy, dipped in a saucepan of prepared vinegar, and take a bite to leave a fragrant aroma on your lips and teeth. The residents of the town enjoy breakfast under the warm sun. They meet a few old friends and ask for a pot of tea from the shop. The tea poured into a plastic cup lazily steams.

A man who has had enough to eat is like a seedling stretched out, holding a toothpick in his hand to pick up the remaining grain, his feet and knees resting on the armrests of the chair, and his slippers are stretched out comfortably without any pressure. Or put your feet on another free chair and let the flies take off and land on your legs like a helicopter. Everyone was very casual and casual, and several people were talking "babble" in an incomprehensible language.

There are baskets of coconuts for sale in front of the stalls, which are natural juices picked from the trees. Some people want a portion of coconut juice, insert a straw and sip it leisurely. The soil and water support a person. I remember the slogan "Coconut palm juice, white and tender". The locals love this sip. I drank it a few times and I didn't have much impression other than feeling bloated in my stomach.

The sun is gradually rising, the air is a bit hot, and vehicles are rushing by. At the corner of the town government office building, some farmers are selling their own fresh vegetables, as well as some chickens and ducks in pens.

Machine-translated from the Chinese original 街头一瞥 (published 2019-03-15). WeChat original ↗