Wen Zhixia has been involved in the catering industry in big cities for many years. She was trapped by traffic capital and exhausted physically and mentally. After a serious illness, she chose to resign and returned to a small town in the south of the Yangtze River. She took over the old courtyard left by her grandmother and opened a reservation-only family private kitchen.
The small shop does not chase the traffic of Internet celebrities, limits customers every day, and only cooks seasonal home-cooked dishes according to the four seasons. Eat fresh bamboo shoots in spring, melons in summer, fat crabs and hot soup in winter.
The diners who come to dine have their own concerns: senior high school students who are under great pressure to prepare for exams, old people who live alone and miss the past, migrant workers who are exhausted by the workplace, and Su Wan, a girl who is deeply involved in campus bullying and covered with scars.
There are fireworks on the stove, and the food is warm in your throat. This is not a place of universal salvation, just a corner where you can take a brief breather. Food healed the fatigue and wounds of passers-by, and Wen Zhixia also slowly reconciled with herself who had been internally consumed in the past between meals.
There are three meals in all seasons, fireworks are ordinary, and the food is just right.
Purpose: Fireworks in the world can soothe people's hearts. Accept yourself during the four seasons and three meals. Gentleness and companionship have their own power.