Fire

With regard to childhood, there are different customs, and we have one of the classic foods that I have today. In the age of the child, the stove is to be sacrificed, and in the age of lack of food and clothing, the civilian population used it as a sacrifice. It's probably the sound of a red fire for the coming year. There's a lot of things going on around here and there's a lot of things going on around here, and my mother does it, and my mother does it when she gets married, so I do it every year! The story of the fire: there is a custom where all family members have to eat a fire that will not forget their home, and the fire in our home, however little it is done, is that the old lady always remembers to leave two for her daughter, and that she must eat when she comes back. This year, too, I'll follow Uncle Nami to the capital to bring some to Aunt Mi. It's just a saying. It smells like home