Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts: This is a diary entry

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I do nucleic acid after get off work. There are many stalls on the sidewalk next to the nucleic acid point. Sometimes I think these stall owners are very smart, especially when I smell the smell of grilled sausages but can only queue first.

In the middle of the line, there were a few old people in front who couldn't handle the QR code. The staff put down the cotton swabs and taught them there, and the line slowed down.

I don't care about the slow queue, my life is slow—if I don't stop right next to the sausage stand, if I'm full at noon.

The unique taste of the starchy sausage gradually became cheerful under the high-temperature baking, and then a greasy but not annoying fat taste covered it again, and I couldn't help but move my throat.

That sausage is glowing, really.

The children next to him were crying, and they were really crying—especially when another child who had finished the nucleic acid test took the sausage in his hand and made gestures at him.

Accompanied by scents and cries, the team started to move again.

When it was my turn, I numbly turned on the phone, showed the QR code, and then went to the next window to pull off the mask and open my mouth—the young lady who stabbed her throat was extra hard today, and she seemed to be in a bad mood. When I closed my mouth, I caught a glimpse of the small white plastic bag inside the small house, which contained the half-baked sausage.

No wonder I'm in a bad mood, I can't eat the sausage in front of me, I'm not happy about it.

I swallowed, and the smell of grilled sausage entered my nose along the night wind, and there seemed to be another sweet smell in it—the boss must have started to brush the sauce.

The crying child who had finished the nucleic acid test behind me begged for a few dollars from grandma, and stood in front of the stall with me.

The two made a "yeah" gesture at the same time, and the boss understood: "Two sticks for one person?"

The child and I nodded at the same time, and looked at each other at the same time.

A feeling of finding a confidant immediately rose up, and he and I looked at each other, and we both saw the appreciation in the other's eyes.

It's hard to find a confidant, so I immediately decided not to continue laughing at the child's crying in my heart.

One big and one small watched helplessly in front of the stall, raising the corners of their mouths as the flower knife gradually rolled up in their intestines.

"Four yuan." The boss handed over two sausages, I smiled and shook my head, and gave it to the child.

The child gave me a grateful look, and handed over four steel coins. He happily took the sausage, and said to me: "Thank you uncle."

I should have continued to laugh at you just now, and ate the sausage in front of you. I thought with a smile.

Fortunately~IndoMTL.com~The boss didn't stop brushing the sauce, and it didn't take long before I had more grilled sausages than "yeah".

I didn't even ask for a plastic bag, eco-friendly.

Golden and slightly burnt surface is dotted with pleasing small bubbles, oily bubbles burst, faint smoke floats out and dissipates immediately, red sauce drips down the edge of the flower knife onto my tiger's mouth, everything is pleasing.

I narrowed my eyes and bit down happily.

Next, I should "sigh" the hot sausage in my mouth, and then sigh with satisfaction after swallowing it hard.

Just should.

I'm still "sizzling" just because it's hot.

I finally know why that young lady is in a bad mood.

This sausage, this sausage...

It's too bad to eat...

The child holding grandma's hand in front cried again.

(To soothe my wounded heart, take a day off)