At the age of eighteen, his business failed.
Chen Mo returned to his hometown and opened a small restaurant.
Just to pay off the debt, he unexpectedly became the "home" of this street.
A nurse working the night shift and a retired fitter.
Girls who paint, elites who only drink plain porridge.
Sanitation workers, vegetable vendors, students...
Everyone has their own story.
Make shepherd's purse wontons in the spring and mung bean soup in the summer.
Roast chestnut chicken in the fall and simmer bone soup in the winter.
Debts are paid off piece by piece in the smoke of fireworks.
The heart is ironed out little by little in the human touch.
Until the news of the renovation of the old city came.
Only then did they discover——
This is a small shop without a sign.
It has long become the warmest place in the whole street.
Very humane, very good