"Hahaha, the pig's ear is really fun to eat, crunchy crunchy..."
"It's crispy, tender, and smooth, even chewing it dry it's so fragrant. If I had some liquor, that'd be perfect."
"There's liquor, brother, here, for you. Just bought some homemade jujube wine, definitely strong. Not driving, right?"
"Come on, come on, meeting by chance is fate, let's find a place to enjoy a drink, my treat."
"Get lost, just look at you, you're not older than me, I'll treat, don't fight me, or I'll get riled up."
Wang Fan stood in the camper, listening to the conversation below and couldn't help but feel very sentimental.
The saying "Different regions nurture different people," he had no concept of this until he came to the Northeast, and it left quite an impression on him.
In Beijing, everyone seems to intentionally keep a distance. A person may have a few friends; strangers are strangers, if one can remain silent, they definitely will.
