Who comes from mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, but is confined to day and night, kitchen and love. The name of Peng Min's private kitchen is "Slow Life", and she needs to book in advance to eat here. She only cooks three tables a day, and if three tables are booked, no more orders will be taken on the same day.
Peng Min is not just a cook. In the heart of Peng Min, own a small world, yes, every dish she made, can glimpse her that wonderful little world. Her love for life, her thoughts and persistence on food are finally conveyed through the food she makes. As long as you have eaten it and seen it, you will never forget it, or as long as you have shaken her thinning hand, you can feel the power of warm and long-lost fingertips.
Peng Min says her growth began with an understanding of the kitchen, of food. I remember when I was a child, my mother was always busy in the kitchen, and she could always make delicious food, such as sweet cakes, baked cakes, and home cooking such as stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots. For a long time during her adolescence, her relationship with her mother was strained, and she always yearned for the outside world. Later, her mother passed away, she took over the role of her mother, she also became a mother, from cooking this small entrance, the more you do the more you find that you can find, realize that the world is vast and empty, there is really no need to go to do more lines, to go to more places.
The busy modern life, very little time to quiet down for themselves and their families to cook a meal. This is in fact a great loss, the society of external food, more than a lack of food, but the most lack of the quality of slow life. To do a good job of food, can not pay no attention to the process, the foot of the fire, can not be rushed, or you have to start over. Need fine knife work, can not be rushed, therefore, the process of cooking is a slow life practice, so that people cultivate the rhythm and rhythm. In this society of efficiency and haste, the kitchen is the best place to practice.
Nowadays, Peng Min follows her heart, constantly transforms the intangible mind into the tangible, establishes an emotional connection between food and herself, and always retains an abundance of meticulous sensibility, which she says is the way to be a good cook.
One rainy afternoon, we had a deep exchange. It takes chance and a mysterious power for a woman to open her heart to another woman without reservation, to tell her past, to tell her growth. Good thing that the ignorant and tender girl has now become a wise mother, I think, Peng Min's daughter's growth should not have her first so much confusion and helplessness, because this road she walked by herself. But it seems that someone said, youth is to keep making mistakes, keep getting hurt, in order to grow, otherwise how to call it youth?
I
The mother is gone, and Peng Min is scared.
Twenty-something years old, Peng Min once graduated from the university in the corner of the motherland wandering, at that time she only wanted to leave her mother, she had hate in her heart, her inner world self-sufficient. It was a little tight at times, and had been in places that kept people on their toes, but never as scared as she was at this point. She knew that she was motherless, that her mother was her last barrier in the world, and that since then she would have to face the world alone. Understanding this, she was afraid.
The mother died last Thursday. When Peng Min rushed back to Dongguan from Yunnan, her mother was already dying. Peng Min sitting on his knees in front of the bed, grasping her hand, the heart regret how he did not come back earlier. Mother lying in the quilt, a small ball, the pain of this disease has made her much thinner, at the moment she looked straight at Peng Min, has nothing to say. Peng Min saw the most loving person in the world slowly not breathing. She can no longer hear her nagging, can no longer eat her cooking .
Many days after the funeral, Peng Min could not accept the fact that her mother had gone. Walking in the street, she would shed tears in public, it is the thought of her mother is gone; friends come to see her, gossiping, she will shed tears without warning ......
Love is ultimately longer than hate, the mother died, Peng Min realized that their reconciliation is more important to them than their mother.
Staying in her mother's house, she didn't go downstairs for days, and when she was too hungry to stand it, she went to the kitchen to see what she could cook for dinner. On the counter were shiny knives and dishes, and large and small pots and pans were neatly arranged.
Everything in the kitchen is full of color and flavor, quietly recording the mother's long life. Peng Min does not know why the kitchen is born in the negative, young, she never thought she would have anything to do in the kitchen. Fate is perverse, reincarnation, after the light of youth, gradually older, she naturally understood her mother, then she did not think about it, the time has come, she will be like her mother from the past, naturally into the kitchen.
The china shone gracefully in the kitchen, and in all their curved curves and white colors they shone with a delicate, dense porcelain light in the dimness of the evening. Two bottles of red wine and blackcurrant wine with slender necks were placed on the counter, and the fire on the stove flickered in the light, transparent and blue, and the aroma of the stew overflowed to the iron gulp below, and with a "giggle", the aroma dispersed mellowly, raising white smoke in the room. In a trance, as if her mother was still in the kitchen cooking delicious ......
At that moment, Peng Min knew there was a way to possibly switch back to her mother, to walk into the kitchen and make things according to her recipes, her baby back ribs, braised fish - they would be the doorways into a past she had almost forgotten, a past she had forced herself to forget. Food evokes memories most of all - remembering certain flavors, in the kitchen, combining certain tastes that might take her back to her childhood at once.
The fact that her mother is gone has changed Penman forever. She grew her hair long, disposed of her bar in Dali, and moved back to the house where her mother had lived before she died.
"Slow living" was something she did to be closer to her mother, and to be like her. Her mother was a cook, and she ended up becoming a cook, which she felt was a kind of destiny. Once she thought that she and her mother were different people and would take different paths, but actually how can it be, this kind of thing, destiny, has a mysterious power, and now it seems that between Peng Min and her mother, it's more a kind of reincarnation of life.
Two
His father died early, and Peng Min grew up with his mother. Her mother didn't have a regular job and worked in a factory, living in dire straits. Mother knew she was a good cook, and at first she made boxed lunches at home and sent them to a small factory nearby to earn some hard-earned money. Later, after saving some money, she rented a storefront and opened a snack bar. Although the store is small, do everything, noodles, buns, stir-fry, duck blood vermicelli soup, etc., mother dexterous, a lot of things are sold while learning.
Customers are mostly residents of the neighborhood and factory workers, the first half of the month, business is good and bad, income is not very stable. But the mother has always insisted, she can speak well, was born also dignified and quiet, and every day to pick up clean, to the store's repeat customers are mostly men. Mother is well versed in the mystery, since she is doing men's business, it must highlight the characteristics of women, see her all day long smile giggle, soup and water to do clean, store windows clean, coaxed the men happily pay. When Peng Min went to the store to help, she pushed Peng Min to the front desk, greeting customers, helping to serve a tea, pouring water and so on, doing a bit of work as a hostess. The business of the restaurant, however, gradually improved. To put it bluntly, the mother is to take advantage of the subtle relationship between men and women, she understands the joints, has always grasped the position very well, she utilized this thing, they do not seem to have wet shoes. Inside the mystery, the mother did not say, Peng Min more do not want to say, she knows the mother's mind, then she sympathized with the mother and loathed the mother, her feelings for the mother has been contradictory.
Only at night when closing time, the mother showed the color of fatigue, her daytime vivid good-looking are gone, showing the old. The next day, at dawn, she was fresh and beautiful again. The restaurant was like a stage and a magic mirror, and the mother of the day and the mother of the night were like two people.
In Peng Min's memory, her mother used to love cooking and spending time in the kitchen. Sometimes she would spend the day researching recipes, buying special ingredients, chopping and chopping on the chopping mat, and cooking delicious meals. She may not have originally thought she would make a living at it, but actually, when you think about it, this life is more like a fish out of water. As my mother used to say, food is the most important thing in China. She believed that eating was the most important thing in China.
The young Peng Min was not impressed by her mother's words, and she felt that people who cook, from women to cooks, their class has never been elevated. Even the kitchen has been relegated to a lowly, lowly space, and modern women have made it their life's ambition to get out of the kitchen.
Mother did not read many books, said Peng Min. Her mother wanted to teach her to cook, which made her resentful, she did not want to live her life like her mother. But her mother said, "I don't want you to learn to serve men, but I want you to be alone in the field, and when you are homesick, you can also make a good meal for yourself! At that time, Peng Min felt that she wanted to live a higher life and would not be hurt by these mother-in-law's emotions. Peng Min from a young age do not like to enter the kitchen, also do not like the kitchen mother, she felt that her mother trivial, rambling, she felt that her mother is the old-fashioned women, and she is 80 years later, is a new woman.
When did Peng Min start to hate her mother? Was it when her mother opened the restaurant, when her mother wanted her to learn how to cook, or was it earlier, it should be when that man started to appear. Peng Min couldn't recall the exact time. She remembers that the man often came to her mother's restaurant is a summer, at first came to eat and left; later sat down to ask for two small dishes, drink a bottle of erguotou, sitting alone, after a long time, a bottle of the bottom, but also still sitting not to go; and then he would help his mother to buy food, take care of the back of the hall, this thin, silent man, often come to my mother, but also always did not see him say anything.
Peng Min can see that the mother is like him, otherwise the mother would not be in the eyes of Peng Min, suddenly behave uncoordinated up, the face of the smile has become shy, but also mixed with a little bit of currying favor. Now think about it, Peng Min can not say that he hated what, maybe it is the reason that there has been no father, so that she does not know and an adult male how to get along, she also can not accept them between mother and daughter, suddenly more a man.
As a teenager, Peng Min was sensitive and self-respecting. She subconsciously longed for her father's love, but resisted this unfamiliar emotion. When she was in high school, her mother sent Peng Min to an aristocratic boarding school. Her mother said she always wanted to give her the best, but she didn't appreciate it.
Peng Min felt that her mother was trying to create a two-person world for herself, and that she was in the way at home, getting in the way of their lives, although her mother never brought him home. He works in a factory as a manager, the economic conditions are quite good, he has his own house. Now that I think of it, my mother has always taken into account the feelings of Peng Min, but she is in the rebellious period of Peng Min and her mother is getting more and more estranged.
Peng Min was seventeen years old in the summer, he was hospitalized because of liver disease, Peng Min saw his mother in the kitchen for him to make soup, and then sent to the hospital. His mother served him tea, cooked, washed, and waited on him for three months, and the small store that his mother ran was closed for three months as a result. This all makes Peng Min heart dissatisfaction, she feels that her mother cares more about him.
Later, Peng Min saw a sentence in Eileen Chang's novel "Lust - Caution", through a man's heart is first through the stomach. That means to master a man, first master his stomach. At that time, she couldn't understand how Eileen Chang, as smart as she was, could understand the relationship between men and women as well as her mother, a housewife.
Peng Min was in Guangzhou to study college, studied jewelry design, this major is her own whim to enroll. After four years of study, she never had the urge to design a piece of jewelry or the desire to work in the jewelry field. Although Guangzhou is close to her home, Peng Min seldom goes home, and she feels that since her mother remarried, there is less and less need to go back home.
After graduation, Peng Min stayed at home for three months, her mother wanted her to help in the restaurant, she was determined not to go, lying in bed every day, listening to music with headphones, or watching movies on the computer. Mother once tried to talk to her, want to know what she was thinking. She is always very busy, was forced to rush, she said, there is nothing to say, she herself does not know what she really want to do.
On the afternoon of her departure, her mother was at home with her. Peng Min packing luggage, the movement is getting slower and slower, she knew that her mother was looking at her, but she did not look at her mother, she wanted to let her feel her determination. In the end, her mother said, "It's good to go out when you're young, but you have to know how to protect yourself, don't be too capricious, and eat well. ...... Peng Min listened to the heart is very annoyed, eat well is so important? The world is big, there are a lot of meaningful things, how it is not the turn of the problem of eating.
The bird just out of the cage, chirping and chirping, the outside world is really big, Peng Min sighed, surprised. She went to Beijing first, went to the 798 factory and hat hutong, Sanlitun bar let her linger, but not much money in the pocket, which remembered to look for work. University studied jewelry design professional did not do, in Beijing, college graduates are full of streets. Promoters in shopping malls, handing out flyers on the street, waitresses in bars, and the best job is just as a clerk in a company. Peng Min has done a lot of work, each job is not long, and did not earn money, living in the basement, the room does not have a bathroom, to relieve themselves to go to the end of the corridor of the public **** bathroom. The excitement of being new to the city lasted only half a year, but the vastness and alienation of Beijing soon made Peng Min feel lost. It's not easy to work part-time, and she realized the lyrics of the song that work is easy, earning money is difficult, falling in love is easy, starting a family is difficult.......
That day was the 11th month since Peng Min came to Shanghai from Beijing, and it had rained 47 times, had a stomachache 8 times, had made 6 friends, changed 3 jobs, and fell out of love with her once. The day was the 11th month of Peng Min's arrival in Shanghai from Beijing. Suddenly the weather changed before the end of the day, and the tiredness of the work made Peng Min's eyes full of wood. Peng Min looked out of the window and stared blankly. The lightning in the sky quickly lit up pulled her back from her trance, and when she looked down, the lights were on and the night began to hang low. The street trees downstairs were shaken by the wind, and a dull sound rolled across the glass.
Peng Min dragged his heavy body to leave the company. They say that hunger and lack of sleep is the biggest devil, it is true. With dark circles under her eyes, Peng Min sat in the clanking subway and traveled in a darkness. The voices of phone calls, chatting and scolding children in the carriage buzzed and connected, tearing at her nerves with force. Peng Min was tired, her body and brain humbly demanding a hot meal and a long, sweet-smelling sleep. Sleepy and bored, she thought about what her mother had said, it didn't seem so unacceptable, after all, eating well is what puts you in a good mood, right, I wonder how her mother is doing now.
Back home, Peng Min collapsed on the sofa, pressing hard on her throbbing stomach. When she got up to look for pills, she glanced at herself in the mirror - eating fast food for almost a year, I do not know when she started to grow out of the oily, large pores, anemia, yellow gas "takeout face".
There was a time when the daily meal was the hardest time for her. The first time I saw this, I was so tired of eating at those stores that I hesitated for a long time and finally couldn't jump out of the habit of choosing. Although the company is not far from home, but because of laziness to cook, every day hastily pick up a few mouthfuls of boxed lunches and forget about it. I've said a thousand times in my mind, "I'll start cooking for myself tomorrow," but the next day I'm still in the same vicious cycle.
Life often starts to fall apart because of a small act. Of course, when we're in the middle of it, we often don't see the breakthrough.
Three
Fourth of July vacation home, his mother looked at Peng Min thin appearance, very distressed, constantly rubbing her back with the palm of his hand, gently urged: "A person, but also to eat well, do not get the stomach bad. The body is the capital of the revolution, what can be more important than eating well?"
Mother is older, not as flexible as in previous years, but she is still at home all day long to study the recipe, only to do for himself and him to eat. Mother is old, she is no longer so shiny and good-looking, but it is flat out a kind of homely warmth, mother and he went for a walk in the park with each other, at the foyer, he carefully gave her a scarf, gloves, mother and he went to the square dance, he gave her a handbag. Peng Min looked at him to take care of his mother, the heart is not so hate him.
In those days, Peng Min followed her mother to the market to buy vegetables, colorful fruits and vegetables into the eyes, actually cured her gray mood. It was also during that time that her sluggish taste buds were slowly awakened. She began to understand that the dishes that you spend money to eat, and the dishes that you spend time cooking, are really completely different.
It was just that the young heart was still unsettled at that time. Go to a small town and find someone to warmly spend their life, this is the dream of many literary young women. After the holidays, Peng Min to go to Yunnan, the mother did not do much to stop, she knew it was useless to stop. Mother said that young people are like this, when you are tired, you will come back. Although Peng Min heart is still not so recognized mother's words, but she has not and mother talk back.
After half a month in Dali, Peng Min went to Lijiang. The rice cooker was bought in Dali in April and is used to make congee to nourish the stomach. Occasionally, it was also used to cook noodles and bibimbap. The new house had been rented for a week or two and they still only had one rice cooker. But in order to celebrate her newfound boyfriend's birthday, Peng Min tried to use the broken pot to make a brown sugar cake, following an online recipe. Even though it looked and tasted like a hair cake, it tasted pretty good. Peng Min took a picture and sent it to her friends, and her mother gave her a like. Her mother kept an eye on her and often left her messages telling her to eat well.
Peng Min was in love with a long-haired singer at that time, the singer is destined to drift, the singer's woman will not be able to stabilize. Instead, Peng Min's cooking skills rose because the singer had a sweet tooth and liked to eat home-cooked meals. After the brown sugar cake was praised, Peng Min was greatly motivated, with more than half an hour to beat the milk froth, playing the arm sore, the mood is also sweet, so the rice cooker can not meet Peng Min. She bought a Korean-style frying pan on Taobao, the kind that can be used when plugged into the electricity, and then Peng Min's daily browsing website changed from Mushroom Street to the kitchen, and she searched for a home-cooked dish from it every day before she left for work, and then went to the market happily.
During that time, she often called her mother, mainly to ask about the practice of some dishes, fried pork ribs should not pass a bit of water first? Should I put salt first when frying pork liver ...... Although her and her mother's exchanges are mainly about cooking, but her mother is still very happy to tell her about this and that, and finally she said, mom, I'm going to cook, time is running out. Mother this only disgruntled hang up the phone, she can feel her mother wants to talk to her a little longer, but she always felt that there will be time to listen to her mother nagging, and her boyfriend to come back to dinner, then her world singer boyfriend ranked first, her mother is naturally the back of the line.
Double eleven special, she bought a Nepalese pan, since then the spread of pancakes from the Pang Min most love to do the same fast dish. Pumpkin pancakes, egg pancakes, potato pancakes, etc. to enjoy, at first not to the point of very delicious, sometimes potato pancakes flour put too much, pepper put less, long-haired singers or a not left all eaten up. The singer licked his fingers and said, only love and food can not live up to.
Four
In the Peng Min and long-haired singer passionately in love, the mother of that he was an accidental death. The mother called her with a sobbing voice and said that she had a heart attack. The young people in love, it is difficult to understand the pain of other people's loss of spouse, Peng Min asked her mother to close the restaurant, come to Yunnan to find their own, to see the beautiful scenery, to take a break from the heart. Peng Min also said a lot of words of relief, just those words, even Peng Min himself listen to the feeling of itchy, and again, who can replace who bear the pain of losing a loved one?
Some things can only be experienced by the person himself. Peng Min is in the long-haired singer fell in love with someone else, after leaving Lijiang only gradually realize the pain of his mother when she lost her lover. The wandering singer is going to wander after all, even if Peng Min already knows what he likes to eat and what he doesn't like to eat, and controls his stomach, so what? I need spiritual understanding, not a cook, the long-haired singer told her so when she left.
In just one month, Peng Min lost six kilograms of weight, and the original small face was not big, only a pair of big, lifeless eyes, looking at people's heartache. Mother called a lot of phone calls to call her home, she did not go back, in a hurry, the mother came to Lijiang, she rented a small house, the mother looked at the silent and thin her, shed tears can not speak. Peng Min looked at her mother to her room, cleaning, cooking porridge, busy in full swing, her heart does not move, she did not want to talk.
Mother cleaned up the kitchen, moved a chair for Peng Min to sit and watch her cook. You really don't want to talk, don't say, no matter who is not worth it you abuse yourself, to make a hand to cook and eat for yourself, can't always be hungry, eat enough to be in a good mood. Interacting with things will be more comfortable than interacting with people much more at ease, in the kitchen, all kinds of ingredients will speak, in their own kitchen world and play with themselves, you see and they communicate with much simpler, can make you feel more secure, which is also considered to be a kind of love of life, it will also be therefore more love for their own ...... mother while working, while giving Peng Min The mother was talking to Peng Min while she was working, more like she was talking to herself.
Talking is the beginning of healing. Even if you are alone, you have to eat every meal well, you have to wipe the table clean before the meal, set up a vase with a simple design, put a fresh rose in it, you yourself is the most important, you do not treat yourself well, who else will treat you well ...... When her mother was rambling, the corners of the corners of Peng Min's eyes were wet.
Mother hard to pull her to go to the food market, the morning market until lunch, is always the most lively time in the market. At that time, everyone has six arms, seven hands, eight feet, yell five and six. The young man is anxious, left hand to the first find money, right hand to the second pick vegetables, mouth to greet the third, rough voice, as if a fight, an urgent slap on the head: "and fucking miscalculation of money!"
The older shopkeepers are much more relaxed. Their eyelids lowered, and do not look at the customers in front of them, but listen to a calculation of two reception three, eyes and ears, holding a scale trembling a glance, the mouth has been chatting with acquaintances, but also do not forget to play a playful. It is said that the southerners are small, the abacus is loud, at least in the vendors are so. Accounts are all in the old gentleman's head, a not messy. At most, a little meditation, spit up the figures to fluent big pearl small pearl fall jade disk.
Watermelon sellers open half or cut some triangular slices, green skin and red flesh tantalizing; selling grapes picked out beautiful purple and red full of shelves, but also sprinkled some water on. It's like a beautiful woman with heavy makeup and attractive color. However, there are no princes and grandchildren in the food market, and there are only some "I'll try it first" people. The market tasting party is a big mouth fast hand, buy prunes, first pick the big one to eat, gnawing corn, accidentally on the half gone.
After the night of the vegetable market people go stalls empty, it turned into a night market snack street. Before the fried rice noodle dishes all-round invincible stalls are not flourishing, the night market snacks are still basically bean flowers, wontons, these namely under the cooked soup, plus some radish cake, oil deep-fried noodle cakes and other snacks. The vendors who are far away from home often solve the problem of food and drink on the spot, and the uncle who sells deep-fried noodle cake and bean curd flower sits side by side, and you pass the bag of deep-fried noodle cake and I take a bowl of bean curd flower, and eat while chatting with them.......
Sometimes, if you don't buy food, your mom also pulls Peng Min up to stroll around the market, and you can smell the smell of fish, the smell of vegetable leaves, the smell of raw meat, the smell of baklava, the smell of radish cake, the smell of stinky tofu, the smell of cheap perfume, and the smell of fish. smell, the smell of cheap perfume, heard yelling, chopping meat, fishmongers sink clatter, the driver of the delivery truck yelling "let a let a let a let" sound, children crying, looking at the market full of people and its floating white gas - breathing out, steamed buns dense out of the - the market. Baozi dense out of the - Peng Min feel that he is back to a proper and stable place.
Ancient Dragon wrote that if a person is desperate, the heart of a narrow want to kill, let him go to the market. That means that, once in the market, the person will certainly eliminate all thoughts of doom, re-emerging love of life - this is a little exaggerated, but the meaning is right.
In this way, every day to go to the market to walk around, and then back home into the kitchen, the mood has become different. When you wash the ingredients at the sink, it's as if your mood has been rinsed and cleansed, becoming soothed and refreshed. Delicately chopping vegetables, cooking, focusing, the heart seems to be empty, nothing to think about, but also seems to be full of everything.
Mother and daughter in the dim light of the kitchen, mindfully cooking dinner. Soup and water on the table, Peng Min slowly and attentively chew each bite of rice, feel the role of food and taste buds, but also feel the mother's good intentions.
Mom said to Peng Min, no matter how busy and tired you are, every day you have to set aside some time to do something good for yourself, that is, water under the noodles, but also with tomatoes and green leafy vegetables with a little so that you do not feel very boring day after day.
Work is not the only thing that you can do, but it's the first thing you can do. Mother took Peng Min to the supermarket, picked up delicate and beautiful tableware, mother said, good utensils will make people have the urge to cook, and looking at them every day will also be pleasing to the eye. Mother said, not suitable for your man, go away, the key is that you still have yourself. You have to know what is what you want, later you will meet the man who is suitable for you, until then, you have to eat well.
It was only after she turned thirty that she figured out, bit by bit, exactly what she wanted. Before that, she was confused for many years, and in the confusion she rubbed shoulders with one man after another, rich, poor, vulgar, pretentious, featureless, eccentric, desperate to get into bed at the first meeting, and crossing her fingers while drinking tea. None of them were right for her.
Later she finally realized that the man she chose to be her husband was actually still because of her mother. They were not salty for a while, the first time he came to where she lived, he was in her kitchen ready to cook for her to eat, washing dishes, he said, you this kitchen is a little small, if we get married, I want a little bigger, more complete appliances kitchen. She knew he was serious about life, then he would be serious about her. A man who loves the kitchen won't be too bad to his wife. Because of the small matter of cooking, Peng Min gained a man. Since then every day has become well organized and full of life's little pleasures.
Aesthetics master Jiang Xun said, "Eat to satiety" is absolutely not in line with the aesthetics of life, it should be tasteful to eat, very delicate to eat, do not take "eat to satiety" as the only purpose of food. If you eat a meal in a hurry, you will not love your life; but if you prepare and enjoy a meal in this way, you will love your life, because you feel that you have spent time and effort for life, and you have prepared for it.
Peng Min recommended the movie "Chef" to me, she said it is a movie about food, remember the movie narrator slowly read out: cooking is actually a kind of change, you can change the soft into hard, cold into hot, but can not be changed from hate to love.
This movie she saw tears, only she did not hate in her heart. She loved her mother, this she felt strongly only after her mother's death, and she wanted to find her mother's flavor through cooking.
In the afternoon in the south, time flies, Peng Min's daughter came back. This is a big-eyed little girl, quiet and a little witty, the outline of her face and look a little similar to Peng Min. When she saw us talking, she sat down at the big dining table in the kitchen and fiddled with her school bag and some small things.
Peng Min was organizing vegetables at the sink, stewing broth in the pot, and talking to me about those things in the past. The little girl is sitting at the table at the moment to read comics, the kitchen is dense with white vapor, the smell of meat, onions, ginger and garlic aroma ...... This scene is so familiar ah, more than thirty years ago, Peng Min is still a little girl, her mother is making her good food, the kitchen is full of all kinds of food aroma, chopping vegetables, frying vegetables, under the frying pan of the sound of the mother's busy The figure ......