It's winter, it's noon, it's dark, it's raining and it's not stopping at work. On the way home, I suddenly had an appetite after a bad cold, and I thought there was still a piece of meat in the house that I wanted to buy, but the restaurant downstairs was already out of stock and thought of going a little further, but it didn't seem like a wise choice for me without an umbrella. So, turn around, open up the fridge, start today's choreographing trip, pick up another pot of porridge, slowly, though I don't have a bowl of hot lamb soup, but I have porridge and meat and vegetables。
