In the warm sunshine in winter, when a greedy kitten, snuggle up to her father, waiting for the smell of soup to come. The aroma drove away all the naughty and small temper in childhood, and the image of my father became an eternal memory in my mind.

This is a touching story. When her biological father died, her mother found a stepfather. My stepfather is ten years older than my mother, and his surname is Li. After my stepfather married my mother, my brother and I saved enough money in my mother's account for a lifetime and never went to my mother's house again. My four-year-old daughter is in a large kindergarten class. Mom and stepfather go to see their granddaughter dance every day, but they don't let her tell mom. My neighbor, Uncle Li, came to my house and told me: My stepfather heard his mother say that I love soup, so he quit chess addiction, went to several bookstores, bought some cookbooks, and studied how to make soup every day, waiting for us to go back for soup one day.

Deeply moved, "I" finally got up the courage, walked into the house and drank the soup full of father's love that winter.

"Mom, I forgot to tell you that grandparents watch our children play outside the kindergarten every day. Last time I played a white rabbit, grandpa praised me! It's just ... I promised grandma I wouldn't tell you ... "Seeing this place, I saw the sadness of the author's mother and stepfather from the innocent eyes of a four-year-old child.

People are most afraid of loneliness when they are old. Have a chat with your elderly parents or grandparents when you are free.

The soup in winter has father's love, affection and a little joy. ...