Warm noodles

In my childhood, there have been many touching things, and what makes me remember is the intimate breakfast shop owner.

As usual, I carried a school bag, carrying a handbag, and went to the breakfast shop. The proprietress said with awkwardness: "Little classmate, what do you eat this time?" "Come on the bowl." My tone is very blunt, I have handed over the money. I found a seat and sat down. For a while, the boss was holding a hot face and said to me with a smile: "Face is coming, eat it!" I ended up eating the bowl and ate it in order to catch up. Just ran away. When I arrived at the school, I remembered that the handbag was lost, but I couldn’t think of where I fell. After a few days, I still couldn't find it. I thought: If you lose it, you will lose it. Then you can buy one. Gradually, I will leave this matter behind me.

After many more days, when I went to the store to eat noodles, the proprietress came over and held a dark blue thing in her hand. I take a closer look, ah! Then... the handbag was actually in her, the anger in my heart suddenly rushed to the head, she usually looked at the smile, did not expect, was actually a thief! The proprietress approached me and said to me first: "Little classmate, your bag is forgotten here. I have waited for you for a few days. If you don't come, I will put the bag at home and return the bag to you now." Then, tell me again, that day, she was packing the table and found that my handbag was forgotten, so I ran out to look for me, but I have already disappeared... I heard this, my heart was tumbling, my mouth was open for a long time. But I can't say a word. Originally, I misunderstood her. I took the handbag and gratefully said, "Thank you," the boss said politely: "Oh, what are you thanking? This is what it should be. Next time, don't Forgot!” “Okay.” When I went on to eat noodles, I suddenly found out that this noodle seemed to be thousands or even thousands of times more delicious than any bowl of noodles. This noodle, eaten warm, makes my heart It is also warm.

Love is not noble, love is not humble, and there is no place to be born. It is the heart that touches the world and touches the world. It turns out that the moment is filled with the hearts of others.

The fifth experimental grade of Enshi City, Enshi City, Hubei Province: Hu Yuyao