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I really like to look at the Facebook of my Australian friend Katrina. Her Facebook posts are warm in text and thoughtful in pictures, and the content that appears most frequently is food.

Every few days, she will upload delicious dishes that she or her husband cooks at home, and thoughtfully attaches the ingredients and methods.

To be honest, since I started following Katrina’s Facebook, British chef Jamie Oliver’s recipes have gradually been put on the shelf.

Katrina is a master of cooking, and her husband’s cooking skills are also comparable.

Last weekend, Katrina celebrated her birthday and we were invited to her home. After entering the door, Katrina introduced her husband, Ian, to us. Ian was busy in the kitchen.

At that time, he was wearing an apron and big gloves on his hands, and was taking out the fragrant and sizzling bacon rolls from the oven.

This picture, full of the smell of human fireworks, is the best show of love, and it is so cruel that it makes people convinced.

Katrina is a happy full-time wife who has three children with Ian. She said that there is an unwritten rule in their home that she is responsible for cooking from Monday to Friday, and for two days on weekends, Ian is the family chef.

She told me that the kitchen is the warmest corner of their home.

I also like the kitchen. To be honest, as a full-time wife, the place where I spend the most time at home is the kitchen.

People often say that the best way to tie a man is to tie his stomach. But back then, I just used a plate of braised pork to tie up my husband's stomach.

At that time, we were both working in Beijing. Not long after we met, he took me to meet his roommate, who was also his college friend.

His friend’s girlfriend was also there that day. We had originally made an appointment to eat at a favorite restaurant and had made a reservation in advance, but a sandstorm happened and the wind blew gusts. The sky at noon was already gray and as dark as night.

We two girls didn’t want to go out and be affected by the dust. At that time, there were no delivery boys on call, so we suggested that we cook our own food!

So the two men, wearing masks, rushed to the supermarket downstairs and hurriedly bought vegetables, meat, and seasonings.

The two girls got busy in their small, simple kitchen with only two stoves. I was responsible for the meat dishes, and she was responsible for the vegetarian dishes.

After a while of fussing, a plate of braised pork, fried eggs with green beans and tomatoes was served to the table, which attracted the two men to admire it.

I still remember that that plate of braised pork was just my second practice with a colleague who stole it from me. I put a little too much dark soy sauce when coloring it, so it didn’t look good. But the four hungry people still found it extremely delicious.

Later, my husband told me that it was this plate of unspectacular braised pork that made him look at me with admiration. It also made him see the potential of a "good wife" under my weak appearance, and he made up his mind: Sooner or later, I must marry her home.

Today, we have been married for 11 years. That plate of braised pork has also become a must-have dish for every wedding anniversary, witnessing the two people's mutual support for the past eleven years.

Cooking is something I enjoy, and being able to cook steaming delicious dishes for my lover and family is the happiest happiness I have hidden in my heart as a wife and mother.

Two years ago, when we moved to Sydney and bought the house we live in now, the only room we renovated was the kitchen of our new home.

This newly built house has been well maintained under the careful maintenance of the previous owner's wife. It is ready for move-in after being furnished with furniture.

However, the solid wood cabinets in the kitchen were dark oak in color, which was a bit dull and did not fit the style of our overall furniture. So, we spent some time and asked someone to repaint the cabinets into off-white. The tiles in the kitchen were also knocked out and replaced with solid wood floors.

The renovated open kitchen is brighter and tidier.

When cooking in the kitchen every day, through the row of windows, you can see the children chasing each other in the backyard or playing in the living room nearby, which makes your mood bright and happy.

If we say that home is a person’s spiritual harbor, and the kitchen is a bright light in this harbor.

This lamp, with the smell wafting from the kitchen, can point the direction for the family even in the dark night, so that no matter how far they have traveled, they can always have delicious food to think about. There is sweetness in my heart.

Home should be a place where family members rest and recharge after a long day of running around and being exhausted. The aroma wafting from the kitchen is exactly where his heart lies.

Hong Kong gourmet Chua Lam has eaten all over the world, but he can never forget the "drunken crab" that his mother cooked for him when he was a child.

He said that he traveled to so many places and searched for delicious food, but the dishes his mother cooked when he was a child were the most memorable.

How much you love him, how much you love your family, cooking delicious food yourself is the best proof.

A few years ago, when I visited a friend’s new house, I was surprised to find that their home did not have a kitchen.

When asked why, the girl told me: No one in our family can cook, so after getting the key to the house, we remodeled the kitchen and turned it into a storage room.

It turns out that the two young people had three meals a day either at their parents' house or at restaurants outside. There was never any fire at home. Their children are also taken care of by their grandparents and grandparents in turn.

A home without fireworks cannot warm a man’s stomach, nor can it hold a man’s heart. A few years later, I was not surprised when I heard that the two of them were fighting over divorce because of the man's affair.

Another friend, she and her boyfriend are from the DINK family, and they advocate living a life together to the end, and do not plan to have children.

I met with my parents-in-law before getting married. When they proposed Dink’s idea, they felt uneasy and worried that the old man would not understand.

Unexpectedly, the enlightened mother-in-law not only agreed, but also comforted them and said, it doesn't matter, as long as you think about it clearly, we support your decision.

But at that dinner table, my mother-in-law made a special request to the two of them. She said:

This wise mother-in-law actually got to the root of the problem.

The warmth that home brings us is not just because of the people in the home, but also how the people in the home get along and interact with each other.

When I listened to the opera in the past, I remembered a line that goes like this: "You don’t need picturesque mountains and rivers to enjoy the prosperity, but you do need to raise your eyebrows with your eyebrows and have firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea."

As the saying goes, : Seven things to do before opening the door: firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea. These seven things are all related to the kitchen, and these seven simple words use simple and popular kitchen items to express the essence of life.

How many couples started with a passionate love, but ended in a miserable breakup. Their love did not beat time, but was lost in the daily life of daily necessities.

Only those who are willing to pay for each other will take the initiative to roll up their sleeves and cook, comforting his hunger and fatigue with steaming meals.

No matter how crazy two people love at first, no matter how dazzling and luxurious the way of love is, when it comes to marriage, they just live at home.

These days include three meals a day, one dish and one soup. Your care for your family is reflected in your kitchen and in the soups and water you carefully prepare for your family.

Jacques Pépin, a well-known French chef who has published several gourmet cookbooks, has devoted his life to promoting gourmet food. He has always called on people to return to the kitchen and eat at their own tables.

He said: A family eating together at the dining table is what a home is like. The time spent in the kitchen with the family is the best memory for the whole family.

Why is Huang Lei, a model of good man in the entertainment industry, called a good man? It's not because he has the intelligence of a fortune teller, nor because of his superb acting skills, but because of the "Huang Xiaochu" label he carries.

It is a recognized fact that Huang Lei can cook.

In "Where Are We Going, Dad", he is a good father who serves as a firefighter and can cook. As long as any father can team up with Huang Lei, the matter of eating will be settled.

In one episode, while Yang Wei was still worrying about how to use the ingredients, Huang Lei's braised pork rice was already in the pot.

In "Longing for Life", Huang Lei, as a chef, has to meet the various food ordering requirements of visiting guests, whether it is vegetarian hot pot, Sixi meatballs, scallion pancakes, or pasta, He can make hamburgers at his fingertips, and his cooking skills are evident.

Outside of the show, he also enjoys the homely atmosphere of pots and pans, firewood, rice, oil and salt. The unbeautified home-cooked dishes posted on Weibo confirm his identity as a good man who loves his wife and family, and he is well-deserved.

One day, he wrote on Weibo,

What did he prepare for his little love dinner that night?

To be honest, Huang Xiaochu knows very well about "if you love her, you have to make her fat".

When Sun Li was pregnant, Huang Lei gave up his job to take care of her and cook for her at home. As a result, Sun Li gained nearly 60 pounds during pregnancy. “It’s all Huang Lei’s fault, he is so good at making delicious food.” Now, breakfast, lunch and dinner are all the same," Sun Li later recalled.

In Leehom Wang’s song, there is a line: Firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, happiness is sprouting every bit.

Strong affection is a kind of love, and if you want this love to last long, it is a home where smoke can come out of the kitchen.

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