Father and son chatted for a while before Li Yan called them to the dinner table.
From his last life to now, Mr. Lu hadn't been home for a long time to enjoy a meal cooked by his mom.
"I've been at school worrying about this bite."
Lu Jincheng filled a big bowl with rice, let himself go, and ate eagerly.
It still tasted as he remembered.
The four dishes and one soup in front of him were just right for a family of three to eat without wasting.
The love of family could be seen in the daily routines.
The salty and savory taro fried rice was love, the thick old chicken soup was love, the flavored meat slices were love, and the most homely fried eggs with tomatoes were also love.
Spring, summer, autumn, and winter cycled at the dining table.
It turned out, behind every vegetable and every rice, there was proof of his parents' love for him and for their family.
Chinese like to greet each other with "Have you eaten?" because it conveys genuine care and concern.
