One morning in the summer of 20 10, the old lady (grandpa's mother) died in her sleep. At that time, as a teenager, I still didn't understand what you meant by where you were going. I followed my parents home to attend funerals, wakes, crematoria and cemeteries ... I really couldn't cry at all, only the boredom of insomnia. I once doubted whether I was a cold-blooded person.
Life seems to have changed little since the funeral. Until I habitually took out the old lady's bowl and habitually shouted, "Old lady, it's time to eat". I can't help crying, I know where you are going.
? Where you will go is the cruelest thing for the living. We are stuck in the mire of memories and can't get out. We ask ourselves again and again, "Why, why you?"
In Dinner for Two, Qiu Chi, the heroine of the story, died of illness, leaving her beloved husband Zhao Yixing and her daughter Zhao Chengque, who just entered the sixth grade of primary school. The two most familiar strangers rely on the recipes left by Qiu Chi, the reasonable parents-in-law, and the enthusiastic help of Zhang Yumo and his wife ... from sorting out the relics of the deceased, changing the layout of family decoration, to accepting Dr. Wang as a new family member. Gradually accept the fact that his wife and mother died. We seem to be released from sadness and depression with the protagonist.
I like the sentence "Being open-minded doesn't mean being fickle, and letting go doesn't mean forgetting." We can't predict whether the people around us can go with us, and we can't predict whether we are the one who left the scene halfway. In any case, we all hope that the dead will rest in peace, the living will let go, and we will eventually meet in another world.
? This is a delicious and warm book, suitable for reading in bed lazily on the afternoon of spring weekend.