Have you ever encountered any funny things in the cafeteria?

In those years when I was eating in canteens, I thought the funniest thing was which restaurant I ate at was definitely pornographic. Just kidding of course.

In my first year of college, I ate all the food in the cafeteria, but because the smell of cooking fumes in the cafeteria was too strong, I chose a fried rice noodle shop outside the cafeteria. They were made by a couple. The rice tastes like home. So I ate there for half a semester, but when I came back the next semester, it was closed. Later, I found a family in the cafeteria and started eating there for one semester because they had braised pork, but when I came back the next semester, they were also closed. Of course, the funniest thing about the following family that I "sucked" happened to her family.

I came to eat at their place because it tasted like home, and the big buns they made in the morning were simply the biggest I have ever seen in the cafeteria. Every time they come out with a new flavor of steamed buns, my aunt always tells me the reason is very simple. If the boys eat three in the morning, I definitely have to eat six, which is funny. My aunt knows me because I am so good at eating. Of course, this aunt loves to chat with me.

I remember one time I ordered a fried egg pancake, and she kept chatting with me. Then a very large plate of pancakes was fried for me, which was more than twice what I had eaten at other places. When the pancakes were served, my aunt made them next to me and continued chatting with me. I was a little embarrassed to eat, thinking: "Auntie, are you not in business?" Then I started to eat the cake, and I felt that there was no egg in it. Later, I always thought that it would be placed underneath, but I ended up eating it until the end. There are no eggs either. My aunt said to me very funny: "Girl, the eggs I use at home are all local eggs. Isn't the egg pancakes fried by aunt particularly delicious?" I smiled and nodded, and I saw him bring me a few more from behind. A steamed free-range egg was wrapped for me to eat, and she ate it too. He smiled and said, "Auntie loves eggs the most."

I remember the last time I saw that auntie was on the day of the holiday. She waved to me. Unexpectedly, I never saw her again after school started.