A Few Things About Old Street Tea Shops

[Healing + slow pace + a touch of fireworks + reading is relaxing] Tired of the endless involution and turmoil of the city, Shen Qinghe shed his tiredness and returned to the old streets of the old city hidden in the bustle. He spent all his savings to buy the old tea shop left by his grandma and opened a tea shop. They don't seek a steady flow of customers, they don't seek fame and fortune, they just seek to stay in a small courtyard, brew a pot of tea, and live peacefully. The proprietress of the breakfast shop who makes a living by herself in the alley is tired from the weight of life, and quietly puts a bowl of hot porridge on her window sill every morning; the cold female painter at the end of the street who is devoted to painting is deeply emotionally involved and unable to let go, and sits under the old locust tree every day to paint his back; Running around in the impetuous world, they finally fell in love with the unique peace and stability in this tea shop, and quietly placed their silent tenderness and preference on that calm and indifferent man. And he, guarding the old tea shop left by his grandma, boiled pot after pot of hot tea, remembering the instructions in his grandma's letter - "When the tea is cold, you can make another pot. When the heart is cold, it will not be easy to heat up." Fireworks fill the streets and tea warms people's hearts. A group of scarred people meet here, get close to each other, and heal each other. There is no bloody entanglement, no jealousy, only the warmth of companionship day and night, and the gentle time that slowly heals the pain of the past, year after year, the peace of mind remains the same.