"Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, I'll go back to cook later."

"Don't be hungry, it's better to eat alone."

I was on my way to the rental house when I called my mother. The subway station is about 2.5km from where I live, and there are several small shops selling vegetables and meat along the way. I have to buy ingredients before closing the shop. I seldom eat in fast food restaurants outside. Unless one day I am really tired or all the shops in Fiona Fang are closed within a few kilometers, if I come back late, I will still choose to go home and cook with side dishes and meat.

A person is not used to eating out alone. Probably I don't know what to order every time I think about it at the counter for a long time, until the waiter's indifferent expression comes out; Sometimes I will meet the "casual" urging of the diners behind me, and I can't wait to slap myself and get rid of the terrible entanglement. I'm also afraid of the bustling atmosphere in the store. Diners in twos and threes ate with relish, and those who were still waiting to serve had a good chat. Then I looked at myself and felt a gap in my heart. I was so scared.

This time, I inevitably disagree with some truth:

I don't like eating fast food, probably because I don't like eating fast food alone;

I don't know anything, except the hard choice and the damn poverty.

1

I have lived in a boarding school since junior high school. The advantage is that I am not far from home. The happiest thing on the weekend is to go home and eat the dishes cooked by my mother. A plate of boiled vegetables, a plate of crispy barbecued pork, a bowl of favorite old fire soup and a bowl of glistening delicious rice are enough to satisfy me. At that time, I especially liked a song by George Lam: I am happy with you/I am satisfied/salted fish and cabbage are delicious/I will always be with you/I need you every minute.

The frequency of coming home from work is shortened to once or twice a year. It's rare to go back once and learn to cook. I hope my parents can taste their own skills. The only constant is that my mother still cooks the soup and serves it on the table as always, or says something that I can recite backwards: "I'll make it up for you when I go home, eat more soup and meat, eat out without nutrition every day, and usually buy some bones to make a soup myself." ? "good! Mom, I know. "

Well, I promised the most important person in my life to cook, drink soup and eat well.

You can't be lazy Work belongs to others, and the body belongs to oneself. Even if you are a person, you should love yourself.

Well, salted fish and cabbage are also delicious. I used to cook at my house until you went back to eat. It's a favorite happiness. It's good to have someone to accompany me. Cooking a meal by yourself now is a kind of happiness that I cherish and miss. Cook a simple meal and find a long-lost but familiar taste.

2

After living apart from my friends, I decided to cook, and she refunded the rent and went to find a boyfriend. In order to save money, I changed to a smaller rental house. Fortunately, the rental house in the village in the city is relatively cheap. I just came out to work and have no savings. I don't want to reach out to my family, and I can't bear to take it. So I gritted my teeth and plunged into the dark and damp alleys where I had to turn.

Most people living in this alley are middle-aged people from other places. They live in a room about 20 square meters on the ground floor and work in front of the sewing machine day and night. This is their small workshop, which I call "clothing export base". At night, they will pack mountains of clothes in big black bags, and then the next morning, they will March to the van with big bags and small bags, and a group of people will say hello to the truck master, make love loudly and get on the bus.

I moved in after signing the contract with the landlord and aunt. I spent more than 500 yuan a month and lived in a small single room on the second floor near the west. No sunshine is better than a window. I am most afraid of rainy days, especially the rainy season in Guangdong. It will be a month after a while. Under the computer desk, it will be moldy for a long time, and the wardrobe will grow white mold balls. I had to buy a lot of dehumidifiers from the supermarket to spend the next rainy weather.

My lonely life has officially begun. At first, I was really not used to it. Every day when I come back from work, I face an empty room. No one can nag at themselves, so they have to turn on the computer as soon as they enter the door and hum to the music at will. I was a little scared to sleep at night, so I spent a few dollars to buy a nightlight and plug it in. After several sleepless nights, I found that the "clothing export base" on the ground floor of this building was working all night, so I was not so scared anymore. Every day/kloc-after 0/2 o'clock, I listen to the creak of his sewing machine and fall asleep peacefully.

In fact, I am lucky, although I have tried to choke my nose and eyes by the unusually spicy smell of cooking next door, I have tried to wake up in the middle of the night by the noise and ghosts of women in the building outside, and I have tried to wake up early every day under the cough and vomiting of my uncle in the opposite building when brushing his teeth. The only consolation is that the landlord and aunt take good care of me, and the people here are not the kind of obscene perverts that others say. Although they spit everywhere, throw rubbish everywhere and make a lot of noise, I live safely anyway.

I feel helpless and even disgusted with everything here from time to time, but I can't help it. Can only endure, live a good life and move out.

three

After eating fast food for a week at work, I saw pimples on my face, looked at my wallet that collapsed in a few days, and decided to buy food and come back to cook. On the one hand, I am healthy. On the other hand, I find it more economical to cook by myself.

Eating a fast food outside, a preserved egg lean porridge costs 7 yuan, so it is totally unnecessary to cook it yourself. Every day when I come back from work, I resolutely don't take the tinkling car near the rental house 1 yuan, because I can buy food on the way back. The more times I buy food, I will find out which food is cheaper than the supermarket and which egg is more expensive than the supermarket.

My salary is only about 3500 yuan a month, and with miscellaneous expenses, I deeply realize that the day of careful planning has come. A cucumber costs 2 yuan, and then I buy 4 or 5 yuan of meat. Put a handful of rice in the pot when you go home, and it will take 30 minutes. In most cases, I can't finish eating 5 yuan of meat by myself. Get up the next morning and get a lean braised eggplant and bring it back to the company for lunch and breakfast. Go to the subway station and buy 3 yuan bread to solve it. After three meals a day, the cost of eating is about 12- 15 yuan, which is much more cost-effective than eating fast food. Of course, I will treat myself occasionally. On weekends, I will go to the vegetable market to pick some pork bones, half a chicken, or scallops and come back for soup.

I feel more and more that cooking is gradually becoming the mediator of my life. It takes two hours to cook a pot of soup. During the waiting time, I relax myself, play a piece of music, listen to the radio or write articles to eliminate the work pressure of the week. It takes 35 minutes to cook two dishes. During the cooking process, when you see your own pickled chicken wings bubbling in cola, it seems to tease your hearing and stimulate your nerves of excitement and joy. That feeling is simply wonderful.

If you have nothing to do, you can find something to do. With the tinkling of pots and pans, you not only mastered a craft, but also enriched yourself.

Whether a person can live a good life depends on whether you are willing to create a sense of ceremony for life, such as cooking a meal.

four

Sometimes, when friends come, I still choose to cook a meal. Maybe I can buy some bags of potato chips and a bottle of juice by the way. It's also interesting to fill two cups after a big lunch. I like to ask my friend what she wants to eat before she comes, and I will cook her whatever others like. I don't mind visiting the vegetable market several times before choosing the right ingredients, and I don't mind asking the boss for an onion after buying vegetables.

I have seen the moonlight on the fifth day of October, and I like a conversation between Kiki and the proprietress.

Wife of shop-owner: If people like it, you can cook it for him. He doesn't even know your hands are sensitive. Do you think you are asking for it?

Kiki: You don't understand. I don't feel uncomfortable at all about the satisfaction of being able to do something for someone who values it to make him happy.

You see, the reason why I like doing something is simple.