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Street corner, an hour of happiness

author:Xiao Zhang talks about the story

A couple selling wontons, only at noon during the day, they can rest for a while, and people in our place are not used to eating wontons at noon, so they don't come out at noon.

Street corner, an hour of happiness

I got up early that morning, and when I came to buy ravioli, there weren't many customers. The woman said to me, "We have to write homework with our daughter every day at noon, and for our family, that hour is the happiest!" The two of us didn't have to rush to prepare the stall, and there was no clanging sound in the house, so it was very quiet.

Street corner, an hour of happiness

My daughter was writing her homework at the dinner table, and her dad and I sat next to her and watched her. My daughter said that she liked us to accompany her so much. When there is a sun, the sun can shine into the house, and the house is very bright. My daughter was very sensible, and when she was tired of writing, she smiled at us. We didn't talk, so quietly accompanied her, really happy. That hour passed in the blink of an eye. My daughter is going to school, and we have to prepare things for the evening stall....."

Street corner, an hour of happiness

Such an hour is only twenty-four times a day, but for many people, it is enough.

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