"We're from Luan County, where it's a custom to have a bowl of steaming hot soup noodles early in the morning, drizzled with some homemade chili oil. Especially when the weather starts to cool off, having a bowl really opens up the body for the day."
Mr. Xu started chatting with Su Yi about food as if they were old friends.
"However, you young people are different from us. Xiaoyun doesn't eat soup noodles; she prefers soy milk with youtiao, shengjian buns, and sometimes craves things like fried chicken and hot dry noodles."
Speaking of Xu Yun, Su Yi looked around but didn't see her anywhere. Surely, she wasn't still asleep at this hour.
Mrs. Xu quickly solved the mystery.
"Xiaoyun was reviewing drafts last night. I saw the light in her room; it was still on at one I a.m. It's not good for young people to stay up late all the time!"