The best love is just three meals a day

Article | Thirteen

In a post about vows, a netizen said: "Love is very simple, three meals a day". I liked it inexplicably. I like it. Simple description, simple description.

When I was a child, my family was poor in material resources, and there was rarely meat on the table. We have chickens at home, but we can’t easily drink chicken soup. Each one of those chickens subsidizes the family’s income. Eggs, on the other hand, can supplement our nutrition.

Every time my mother cracks eggs, she always leaves some extra egg liquid on each empty eggshell. Those eggshells are mine. Collect the egg liquid in each shell into a slightly neater egg shell, sprinkle a few stars of salt, and bake it over the charcoal fire in the brazier. Watch the egg liquid turn from clear to white until the egg shell is burnt. The smell of egg and egg penetrates into the nose, and I often stuff it into my mouth eagerly without waiting for the palatable temperature. The roasted egg white is often not enough for a big mouthful. Touch it gently with your teeth and chew it slowly. The aftertaste is endless, which is better than any delicacy.

When I was joking with my sister-in-law after we got married, I occasionally mentioned it, which made me burst into laughter. My sister-in-law said that she had also eaten baked eggs. On her birthday, her grandmother would hold an iron spoon, put a drop of oil in the spoon, crack an egg in the spoon, hold it on the charcoal fire and bake it slowly, so that the cooked eggs would be cooked. , tastier than any birthday cake, and after my grandmother passed away, I couldn’t find that scent again.

What is hidden in those eggs that are grilled on the charcoal fire is the deep love of mothers who have been immersed in the kitchen all their lives. Until now, I still have an almost stubborn preference for eggs. Fortunately, my son is not like most children of the same age who regard the eggs on the table as a burden or a task.

Sir Hu, who sprained his foot some time ago and couldn't move in bed, rarely entered the kitchen, rolled up his sleeves and started washing his hands to make soup. The reversal of roles was momentarily flattering. The sound of pots, pans, knives and chopping boards in the kitchen, and the smell of oil fumes all over Sir Hu’s body, made an emotion of mutual dependence spread throughout my body like ink seeping into clear water.

Stewed pork ribs, stewed fish, stewed mutton, stewed vegetables, stir-fried vegetables, stir-fried vegetables, mixed vegetables, stewed sesame seeds, tomato and egg noodles, noodles in potato soup... more than ten days, it was exactly what he said , three meals a day, basically never repeated.

Every bite of this warm home-cooked meal is like a delicacy, turning into a love that can be eaten, from the tip of the tongue to the bottom of the heart.

Once upon a time, the scene I longed for quietly came to me. Talking about chicken feathers on the ground, talking about being disgusted with each other, talking about the left hand and the right hand, and talking about the seven-year itch are all nonsense. Some people say that when flowers bloom on the firewood, rice, oil and salt, poems are written in trivial matters, and life goes on noisily, then this marriage is right.

I think very hypocritically, the best love is when he returns to the nest, throws off his high heels, wipes off his makeup, takes off his tie, takes off his suit, removes all external shells, rolls up his sleeves, Before entering the kitchen, she asked softly: What do you want to eat?

What is nurtured in those eggshells, in the iron spoons, and in the vegetables and rice on the induction cooker is the love full of human fireworks that is suitable for a common person like me. Integrate love and care into the daily life of three meals a day, and then the ordinary life will also shine.

When Su Shi was demoted to Huangzhou, his concubine Chaoyun was determined to follow him and endure hardship. Living in poverty, Su Shi loved to eat, so Chaoyun thought of a way to stew local cheap fatty pork over low heat to create the prototype of Dongpo Pork. That's not all. Chaoyun Nuhong was very good. She made embroidery and exchanged it for money to buy sheep spines, and then she took great pains to make them for Su Shi to eat.

Su Shi wrote to his late wife Wang Fu, "Ten years of life and death are blurry. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it." But what he wrote to Chaoyun was, "It's out of time, only Chaoyun can recognize me; I am alone." Playing an ancient tune, I miss you even more every time it rains."

The former is a deep love, but the latter is a close friend. The most minute warmth in the world is nothing more than the shortcomings of parents, washing hands and making soup, children playing with husbands, peace of mind in my family, and happiness in the world.

On Valentine's Day, a friend had hot pot and posted a message in the circle saying: "For a foodie, any festival can be a foodie's day." After seeing it, I couldn't help but smile. Eating is the most daily thing, but it is also the most important thing. The two of them eat heartily and enjoy themselves together, respecting themselves and accommodating each other. Eating well means that the two of them live a good life. Only two hearts can nourish a love flower in the worldly triviality.

There was once an article about my colleague Aunt Qing. She is a generation older than us, but her life is more exciting than most of us young people. Whenever she posts delicious food in her WeChat circle, she gets a lot of annoying comments from us. Hidden behind the delicious food is Aunt Qing's wisdom in dealing with love and life.

Aunt Qing once enlightened me: If a man and a woman who eat and drink can hold hands and stir in the same pot, many years later, each other will know what the other likes to eat best, and their respective tastes can accommodate each other. Isn't this love that can be seen and tasted if you understand each other's hobbies? Don't think about love too romantically. Love in three meals a day is the most fragrant, colorful and tasteful.

The best love is when two people "live" together with full satisfaction. The so-called eternal life means that one tea, one meal, one porridge, and one vegetable, if only one person can accompany you, is enough!

Being in a marriage that is indispensable for human fireworks, I understand that all the vows made before the flowers and the moon will eventually settle into the indispensable three meals a day. When I was studying in middle school, my teacher taught me that loud sounds are invisible, but elephants are invisible. Then, great love should also be silent.

Love, it doesn’t matter whether you say it or not. She is always there when she should be there, and she never leaves or abandons you!