Night falls, and the lights are bright in the dining hall of Bailong Port Passenger Pier, filled with laughter and merry voices.
Last night, we celebrated the retirement of Old Zhang, Old Ding, and other comrades, with more than a dozen tables, leaving behind a lot of leftovers. Even after using every pot and pan, there was still too much. Old Qian had no choice but to buy five large enamel basins, combining several soup dishes together, making a mixed stew to be eaten slowly.
After a few years, Old Qian has taken charge of the cafeteria once again.
Tonight, a large table of leftovers is prepared, and while greeting Director Ge and Han Ning who just got off work, someone asks, "Ningning, is Salted Fish coming back?"
Han Xiangning takes Little Han Han from Sister Wei's arms and turns around to say, "He called this afternoon and said he'll have dinner out; he told us not to wait for him."
