"Every time it's like this, if you don't get up early tomorrow, I won't wait for you!" Xia Xiaoxiao stood with her hands on her hips, waiting at the door for Xu Qingfan to put on his shoes.
"Let's go, let's go, isn't there still another bus, what's the rush." Xu Qingfan slung his backpack over one shoulder and grabbed Xia Xiaoxiao's hand to dash downstairs.
They ran all the way to the entrance of the compound, where he handed two one-yuan bills to the rice noodle shop owner, panting, "Boss, two portions of minced meat rice noodles to go, one with pickled long beans and the other without green onions."
"Alright, kids, why are you so late again today? Your soy milk is ready," the shop owner said with a smile, pointing at a few bags of soy milk hanging nearby.
"Here, take these, your school bus is here!"
"Thank you, Uncle." Xu Qingfan took the packed rice noodles and led Xia Xiaoxiao onto the school bus.
