In the past, I was alone and bored on weekends, so I went out to meet people, go shopping, play ball, climb mountains, hike, watch movies, participate in activities, etc. I kept tossing myself and making all kinds of friends. It was very exciting.
comfortable.
This is the life of a single person, hehe, the fun at that time was a breath of life.
But since falling in love and getting married, I seem to have less and less time to go out and play, and more time to stay at home and cook delicious food for my husband. I am a little confused. My husband says that I am returning to the family, and I am getting older.
After that, you will feel more and more lonely. After you find your partner, you will slowly return to your family. Let’s agree to this for the time being.
Recently I have been watching Zhejiang Satellite TV’s Zhairen Canteen, and I think I have found a sense of identity, haha, looking for delicious food, and then making delicious food.
Story 1: One day last week, my husband came home before me. I suddenly wanted to eat fungus, so I told him to soak some fungus for me first, and I went home to eat it cold. Since he can also cook, I didn’t think much about it.
, then please see the picture below.
He soaked all the fungus, and then poured it into a pot. At this time, I realized that men are unreliable.
I used my ancient strength and the fungus salad was delicious, but I still ate 3 meals.
The purpose of writing this short story is to say that sometimes firewood, rice, oil and salt bring us not fuss over every detail, but bring us delicious food and fun that makes us laugh or cry.
Story 2: Spring is here, and fresh screws are on the market. I love eating screws, but my husband was not very cold about them before, so I made a pot of them, and my husband was still unsatisfied after eating them.
Since I put a lot of soup on the screws, I wanted to pour some of it out, but my husband said, I can’t, because the screws are more delicious with the soup on them.
I tell this story to say that in fact, housework does not necessarily have to be fair. Whoever is not busy should do more. It is also a happy thing to cook the food you like and feed it to the people you like.
Some people say that the more you know, the more tired you will be. Maybe, but I think the more you know, the better.
Because I am a foodie.
I like firewood, rice, oil and salt. I like to go to the vegetable market with my husband, bickering about how much to buy vegetables, and arguing about what to prepare for dinner. Then we prepare them together. I cook and he washes the dishes. We often prepare a meal and it takes just half a day.
No more. After eating, I went out for a walk. The time seemed to go very quickly. It seemed that I didn’t gain much during the weekend, but in fact I gained a little bit of life.