Ordinary days

It is snowing outside. The thin river in front of the door has still melted, water is flowing, and the trees in front of the building are also turning green.

Ziyu had slept all morning and was a little dazed. She asked her husband what he wanted to eat. He said he was not hungry and refused to eat. Ziyu said nothing, turned over, and went back to sleep. . . . . . I woke up hungry at some point. I made a cup of milk powder, but I was still hungry. How could I not eat at noon? Ziyu said in her heart, I don’t want to endure it, I will just do it. Quickly simmer the rice and let my husband do the cooking. She wants to make her beans into puff pastry beans. The beans soaked last night have been soaked and have become fat. They are fried until golden brown. They must be fried slowly over low heat. After frying, sprinkle with salt. That's it. I tasted it and it was really crispy and tasted great. It's healthier than the ones in the supermarket, at least the oil is good and it hasn't been fried many times. After eating, put it in a bag and put it in the refrigerator. Whenever you want to eat, just take out a little. Tzuyu is a woman who knows how to live her life, and she also enjoys cooking.

My husband fried celery meat, and Tzuyu made a home-cooked cold dish (cabbage, seaweed, dried tofu). After dinner, I saw the time was 2.45. I couldn’t eat enough, so I didn’t care. , eat when you are hungry!

In ordinary days, with the comfort of food, I am much happier.

No matter how happy your life is, it is not worth three meals a day, rubbing your ears and temples together, and fireworks in the world.