Every time Liu A-da had to give Ma Auntie an extra bowl of wonton soup, she would leave with a smug smile, never forgetting to say, 'There's too little shrimp paste.',As a train ticket collector, I had a good vantage point and developed hawk-like vision. I could see and remember every man, woman, and child who boarded the train.,“This old man seems to be daydreaming.” Wang Kangnian put down the telescope and pondered for a moment, “What is he thinking about”。