Chitaro doesn't like sweets, but makes a living by selling dorayaki, and has never even eaten a whole dorayaki. Grandma Dejiang has been cooking bean paste for 50 years, and the familiarity of the clear sand in this pot is as intimate as a physical memory.
The business was running smoothly, until Grandma Dejiang joined, every day was the joy of being sold out. "Because the soul of dorayaki is bean paste stuffing~"
I thought that the good days would be prosperous, but rumors go further than fame. Yesterday there was a long queue, but today it was empty, because the news that the old man had leprosy spread overnight. Without waiting for Chitaro to make a decision, Grandma Dejiang left quietly and left a letter:
"What will happen in the spring of next year? When I cook red beans, I will think about the rainy days and sunny days it has experienced, and what kind of wind brought the red beans here? I will listen carefully to the stories of their journeys. I believe that all the people in the world Everything can talk, the sun shines, and the wind blows by my ears, so the fallen leaves blown up by the wind tell me that I must go and say hello to the store manager. Although I live with the attitude that one day is less than one day, sometimes I will be affected by the world. I have always believed that sooner or later, you will be able to make your own dorayaki. So please follow the path you choose.”
Chitaro gave up the bulk-purchased bean paste, learned the way Grandma De Jiang made by himself, and treated each dorayaki with heart. The old man also returned to the nursing home and returned to a life that was once and for all.
She just wanted to live her own life, but was hurt by the ignorance of this society. She can't let go of the abandonment of her relatives. She has been melancholy like a bird in a cage, but she has not become a cynical person. Before the manager blamed herself until tears fell, she comforted "I'll be fine" and adjusted the atmosphere with "Smile when you eat something delicious".
The movie did not end smoothly. The recording that Grandma Dejiang left to Chitaro before her death brought tears to her eyes again. Those who are full of expectations and kind encouragement, who have suffered injustice but are still sunny, are as gentle and delicate as the taste of Chengsha.
In addition to the meaning of life, the sensibility of the elderly to cooking is also very attractive to me. Who would say "so pretty, so pretty" to half-cooked red beans, who would care if the sugar was completely dissolved in the pot, Grandma Dejiang would , she would say - "It's rude to cook it right away, we're going to adapt the beans to the sugar".
This kind of unhurried calm and waiting, in such an impatient city, I really like this kind of slowness when we meet for the first time and need progress.
Just like in the days of grandma who didn't have a rice cooker, adults judged when the rice was ripe by the change in the aroma of the steam and the amount of water vapor that came out. Although it was just a bowl of rice when it was brought to the table, when we were chatting around the stove, when I helped pass the water scoop, when I ran to the backyard and said "the rice is ready" to my grandfather, these were all preludes to the meal.
Although we are in different places, although the houses in the city may block your view.
But today's moon is also for you to see, so it is working hard to shine~
Good night.
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