Downstairs lived an old couple, the man is a retired division-level cadres, the woman retired before the chief physician of a major hospital, their two children, one is a bureau of middle-level cadres, a study abroad.
One evening in the fall, I saw the old lady turning radishes, and I wondered if a family like hers still used to pickle their own vegetables for food. I asked her, “Auntie Zhang, do you still pickle vegetables? The old lady is very charming, smile with a happy face, she said your uncle loves to eat my turnip pickles, eat a lifetime are not tired, the past work even busier, have to give him drying vegetables, not to mention that now retired, there is more time.
Looking at the old man turning vegetables, suddenly remembered Mr. Lin Yutang’s famous words: love a person, from his stomach. For those who have been through dozens of years of stormy marriages, love may really fall in the bowl, fall on the “dried radish”.
Not every love is earth-shattering, real, simple and unadorned is a realm of marriage.
