Mountain Food

After seven years of fighting cancer, Wen Shi'an finally failed when he opened his eyes and traveled to an ancient mountain village. The house was bare, the rice jar was bottomed out, and there was only a deserted vegetable garden. He rolled up his sleeves and lit a fire to cook. It's great to be alive. He pinched the tender tips of the wild vegetables from the back mountain, mixed them with wild garlic, and poured a spoonful of home-brewed fragrant rice vinegar; The crucian carp in the river is stewed until it is milky white, and with a few pieces of tofu in it, it is so fresh that your eyebrows will fall off; Even the coarsest corn, steamed, pounded into balls, and wrapped in sesame seeds, can make glutinous rice cakes that fill the entire village with fragrance. The days are like a stream in front of the door, flowing slowly. * One day, Wen Shian picked up an injured man by the stream. The man's name is Ning Xiao, he is a hunter in the mountains. He is tall and silent with broad shoulders and long legs. He looks so fierce that all the children in the village will run away when they see him. Only Wen Shian knew that this man would pick the freshest mushrooms in the morning for him. I would go to the river in the rain to catch the fattest fish for him, and I would squat by the stove to help him add firewood. After he finished drinking the soup, he would gently rub a little of the soup off his lips with his rough fingertips. ——The best taste in the world is just to spend the four seasons with you. Traveling through Wenrun and being attacked by X's taciturn and doting wife, Orion, 1V1HE No house fighting, no court, plain and simple farm food story [Screenshot taken on 2025.5.30] Purpose: Live seriously