I am a person who loves the kitchen, for many years, and has always loved.
Love those pots and pans, bottles and cans, but also love those side dishes, rice noodles and vegetables, and countless beans and peanuts.
When I was in middle school, I was a good helper in my parents' kitchen. Choose vegetables, wash vegetables, pan rice, stew rice, teach once adults, I can do it smoothly.
It seems that I was born with an inseparable relationship with the kitchen.
So that after participating in the work, the canteen of the unit has also become my favorite place to stay.
Whenever I learned a dish with the fat master and returned home, I would eagerly show it to my parents.
At that time, my favorite dream after tea and dinner was to have a kitchen that belonged to me alone.
When I became home, my dream finally came true.
My lover and I love the kitchen and we all love to clean up.
Twenty years ago, the decoration design was much dirtier than it is now, but we still dressed up the kitchen as our favorite.
The tiles on the walls, the hooks behind the doors, the warm tablecloths, the comfortable wooden chairs, the small embellishments in the corners and corners, all came from our creativity.
Our territory, we are the master, show our fists, free imagination, in a few square meters of space, even if a rough tea and light meal is happy.
When we have a good time, we will buy vegetables to cook and happily research new dishes that have been planned for a long time.
When we met anyone who was depressed about their work, we went into the kitchen as usual, breaking the roots and leaves of vegetables while straightening out the chaotic mood for each other.
Even if the two of us have a conflict, when we get to the meal, we are kneading dough, steaming rice, and stewing, and the two of us are walking around the kitchen together. The words that should be said are also said, but the usual jokes are canceled.
No matter how much trouble people have, they should not compete with life.
Time will not be stuck in a certain moment because of whose mood is poor.
The sun rises and the night is always a rule.com.
Therefore, I have always felt that the hot kitchen is a good place to dissipate the bitterness in my heart.
Whether it is the wind and rain outside, or the trivialities at home, it all relies on the thick smoke and fire to resolve.
Every day, you who are late to return, he who returns early, no matter when he arrives home, there is hot rice and hot tea waiting for us.
Bags of rice noodles, spoonfuls of oil and salt, cucumbers, vegetables, fish, meat, eggs.
In our hands, it becomes a heart-warming meal after a meal.
The roads we walked together, the meals we ate together, slowly piled up, year after year as a family.
Because of love, we pay, because of giving, we harvest more love.
Therefore, the kitchen is the core of the home, but also the essence of the home, a lot of concerns about adults and children, are hidden there.
Even all the kitchen utensils that hang on the shelves and are in the drawers are treasures in our eyes and hands.
After washing and brushing, gently take and gently, many years later, the shiny one is still shiny, and the smooth one is still smooth.
Which ones we chose against the rain, which ones were selected on snowy days, which ones were picked by large shopping malls, and which ones were found in small shops.
Each one of them carries a story in our eyes, and each one seems to have given birth to a soul.
Often when cooking, looking at the kitchen utensils in your hand, you will remember the past, bend down and bow your head, and the warm past will re-emerge.
I believe that a kitchen with a temperature will definitely make a home with a heat.
Live well and have a peaceful home. Only then will you have the boiling confidence to run for the ideal mountain and water.
So, whether you're an ordinary office worker or a strategist. I hope that when you come home every day, you can wash your hands and make soup for your loved ones.
Because, our whole lifelong rush is for the piece of light behind us, the shining light.
About the author: Fan Xiuchun, pen name April Lily. Write warm words and live a warm life.