The "Xingfuli Community Canteen" in the old town became a neighborhood stronghold as soon as it opened. Zhao Lei, a veteran who is in charge of the dish, can handle the iron pot and remember the tastes of each regular customer: Uncle Zhang's braised pork needs to be stewed until it falls off the bones, Aunt Li's vegetable porridge needs less salt, and college student Su Xiaowan, who lives alone, always likes to order "Mom's flavored tomato scrambled eggs."
Su Xiaowan stepped into the cafeteria for the first time to avoid the rain. Seeing that she was shivering from the cold, Zhao Lei added an extra bowl of hot soup. Later, she discovered that the menu in the cafeteria hid secrets: soft pimple soup for residents undergoing chemotherapy, insulated lunch boxes for young people working overtime, and even stray cats had their own "loving cat food."
From a hot meal to an instruction, the most real tenderness is hidden in the fireworks of the cafeteria. Zhao Lei's spatula stirs up the ingredients, and also stirs up the concern among neighbors - it turns out that warmth is never about delicacies, but about someone remembering your favorite bite.
