I always say that there is a sense of happiness when I go home to eat. Because there is someone who cooks at home waiting for you to go home.
This person may be a mom or dad or a husband or wife. It doesn't matter who they are, but the temperature they bring.
There is a house, not a home; there are people in the house, but you can’t warm each other, and that can’t be regarded as a home; when there is a person in a house, you can feel warm, and at the same time you are willing to sit Eating in this house, that is the temperature at home. How much is it? I think it is probably the temperature of this pot of chestnut rice.
When you want to eat, open the lid, and there will always be a bowl of steaming chestnut rice, steaming water vapor, and the faint fragrance of chestnuts, so that you who have been tired for a day will immediately put down all your guards. Sit down to eat, chat, drink a glass of water, eat a dish, and serve a bowl of rice. Many people are unwilling to go home for dinner. After get off work, they will have to deal with a dinner in the restaurant outside. After returning home, they only have to wash and sleep or continue to work. Whether there is that person in the family does not seem so important. Because this house is cold and has no temperature. Maybe someone is waiting for him to "home", but think about it carefully, is this your "home"? It may also be a haven in a busy city, shelter from wind and rain, nothing more.
I am very happy, there are always people around me who are willing to cook for me, and I look forward to the dinner that I cook every day when I get home from get off work.
In the cold late autumn, cook a bowl of chestnut rice to warm up your body and mind~