eurekapd Chapter 1030 Meal time
Chapter 1030 Meal time
Chapter 1030 Meal Time
When it's meal time, everyone goes to the cafeteria to eat.
The three little kids were staring at the food in their bowls, feeling a little bit unable to eat.
Yelu Jing'er suddenly started crying, but not loudly. Instead, she sobbed softly and shed tears silently.
Shui Furong looked at her aggrieved, sad and sorrowful appearance and felt a little bit reluctant.
He stretched out his arm, patted her gently with his little hand, and spoke to her in a comforting voice.
Shui Furong: "Okay, Jing'er, don't be so sad!"
Shui Furong: "Look, I'm a million miles away from home. I don't go to school, and I can't go home on holidays!" Shui Furong: "You, please stop crying here!"
Yelu Jing'er listened to her words and felt comforted.
After a quick thought, it's correct.
But she really couldn't control her emotions.
Or are the tears like pearls that have broken off the string, falling down preciously?
He spoke stubbornly, unable to speak calmly.
Yelu Jing'er: "Rong'er, you are still strong enough. I just can't help missing home."
Yelu Jing'er: "I miss the meals cooked by my mother-in-law in the kitchen."
Yelu Jing'er: "She cooks for us in different ways every day."
In the warm afternoon, the sun shines in the kitchen, and my mother-in-law always carefully prepares a special [nutritious meal for raising children]. She washes fresh green leafy vegetables, and colorful fruits are piled up on the cutting board into a small mountain. The small and exquisite chicken breast is carefully marinated and exudes a faint aroma. Every bite contains the delicacy and care of great love. This is not just a meal, but also the source of the healthy growth of children. This nutritious meal, like a vivid painting, depicts the warm moments of love and care.
Yelu Beichen was just about to remember the happy meal times of every meal.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps of an adult behind me.
It’s Lord Ming.
Ming Zun walked to the table with a food box in his hand and placed it gently on the table.
He looked back and forth at the three children.
He bent down and spoke in a low, doting voice.
Pluto: “What’s wrong?”
Hades: "Three little dumplings, are you missing your family?" Hades: "Or is the food not to your liking?"
Yelu Beichen looked up, his eyes filled with tears.
It's so pitiful!
He shook his head gently, with the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
Speak softly.
Yelu Beichen: "Uncle Mingzun, we all have various thoughts and feelings."
Yelu Beichen: "What should I do?"
There is a longing for home.
The heart of the wanderer is filled with deep longing for his hometown and relatives. It is a kind of homesickness that is even stronger when the moon is full, and it is the endless expectation under the flickering candlelight when sitting alone late at night. The warmth of home is always with you, and the laughter of family members seems to still echo in your ears. Every familiar corner and every trace of memory stirs up ripples in your heart. This longing is like a long river, crossing mountains and seas, and traveling through time, just to reach the place that you dream of. Missing the food at home.
Home-cooked meals always have a unique warm taste, as if they are the delicate depiction of time and emotion on the taste buds. Every chopstick carries the mother's craftsmanship, the father's smile, and the laughter of childhood memories. The oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are not only the ingredients, but also the mellow family affection and the sweetness of time. No matter how noisy the outside world is, once you return home, the familiar taste on your tongue can instantly soothe all the fatigue and awaken the deepest sense of belonging in your heart.