Early morning, as the sky gradually brightened, a few remaining stars dotted the pale blue sky, and the earth was shrouded in a misty silver-gray veil.
Outside Delicious Restaurant, quite a few neighbors had already arrived with their queue tools in hand.
As usual, card tables were set up outside the shop.
Inside the shop.
Huang Tao watched the three assistant chefs, each at their stations, doing familiar tasks, as if time had momentarily stopped on this Old Street.
To be honest.
This feeling was something Huang Tao quite liked.
It's just that!
His precious daughter not being by his side, not being able to see the little one's tiny figure whenever he looked up, left him feeling somewhat restless and missing her dearly.
Thinking that the little one was probably still in a sweet dream by now!
Just imagining her angelic sleeping face brought a tender, sweet smile to the corners of his mouth, and he felt even more energized at work...
At 6:10.
