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Chapter 35 Dinner

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    The previous dinners were not about eating out, not about the few Michelin stars, not about the grade, not about the ranking in the reviews.

    Instead, "Come over to my house for dinner tonight!"

    So the house was hot and the fire was on. During the stir-fry, a table of home-cooked dishes was ready soon.

    Seeing the time, I almost made a phone call, "Hey, it's almost here, pass by the shop downstairs, cut half a duck and bring it up"

    The guests brought half a duck into the door, and usually brought one or two side dishes.

    Eating, drinking and chatting, surrounded by the daily life of the owner's house, you can see the bedroom, study and balcony within two steps.  There is no cover, a completely open breath of life.

    From time to time, I go into the kitchen to cook together, go into the back room to look at the new clothes the hostess bought, rub the cat and tease the dog in the study

    As I write this, I suddenly realize that this really cannot be called a meal.  The word bureau is too cold, too deliberate, completely devoid of fireworks, it is a gorgeous and blunt ceremony, and if it is ugly, it is a show.

    Nowadays, it is difficult to hear this sentence when I eat at my house. I am too busy, private, and alienated from the relationship. There are many reasons, and of course I have my own reasons.

    There is a Korean drama recommended by many people. Although I have only watched one episode, I am deeply impressed.

    A group of boys and girls living in the same alley watched a DVD together in one of the houses, and it was still a Hong Kong movie.

    After watching it, it happened to be dinner time, so in the alley outside, so and so came home for dinner one after another

    Everyone went home, and when they entered the house, their mother stuffed a plate of dishes and sent them to so-and-so's house

    The mother who received it also took a dish for the child to send

    During the camera cut, the dishes of four or five families are served in the hands of a few friends, walking in the alley

    When my father got home and started eating, there was no longer a dish on the table that was cooked by my mother

    Very interesting scene, but also very real scene.  Some people saw the beauty, some people saw the tears.

    Our so-called intimacy is actually not far away, nor lofty.  It is with us every day, but it is easy for us to miss it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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