Meet Yourself (去有风的地方)

To be honest, I can't make difficult dishes,

but I can master some easy recipes.

Granny.

Let's eat out.

I'll take you to Galsang Flower Restaurant,

have braised chicken.

The meal is ready now.

Why do we eat out?

It smells good.

I can smell it in the yard.

Didn't you go to look after the patient?

Why are you back now?

Auntie Feng didn't allow me to stay.

So I had to come home.

What did you cook for granny?

Look here.

Eating with you is like to poison our granny.

Leave if you don't eat.

Enough talk.

Listen,

this is the recipe of my hometown.

It looks common, but the taste is good.

Try it.

I have confidence in red braised fish.

How is it? Good?

You put vinegar?

For raw fish smell.

How much did you put?

Same as dark soy sauce.

I think Yunan people like sour flavors.

You have sour chicken feet.

Sour papaya fish.

Yes.

I love sour food.

I'll try it.

It's good. Delicious.

Right?

Here.

It's for you.

Granny.

Isn't it too much?

Well. Eat more.

Eat.

Great.

I'll eat.

Yummy.

I should have

had the food delivery of braised chicken

from Galsang Restaurant.

It was not that bad.

Though the slick of meat was thick,

it tasted fresh with starch coating.

Put less dark sauce on vegetables.

Soy and oyster sauces are enough.

Is it sour?

I'll try one.

It's too sour.

Enough. Don't eat them.

It is sour.

One more try.

We should stop here.

The grapes won't be sweeter

if we keep eating them.

The shop owner said they are sweet.

And I ate some, they were good.

The same bunch?

No.

So you know why.

Not the same brunch,

and they may not be from the same root.

So we just throw them away?

We can make jam or wine.

All roads lead to Rome.

Do you like plums?

I like it.

What about?

We hold an event with our friends.

Event?

Pick fruits at an orchard.

Eat while picking.

What about the fee for each person?

Don't worry.

It's on me, and so is the lunch.

Sounds good.

Boss's treat.

When is it?

There's no time like the present.

What about tomorrow?

Tomorrow?

Unavailable?

I am not.

The deal, then.

But Nana will work at the shop tomorrow.

We'll have a day off.

Boss. You're generous.

Nice.

Yeah.

It's too hot.

Sorry. My fault.

Oh, my god.

Are you ready?

We are ready.

Come again?

Are you ready?

We are ready.

Here we go.

Sing.

Sun. Sun.

Bring us the light of seven colors.

Shine upon us, making our spiritual flowers

lovely and beautiful.

Today, we grow up in this sunshine.

Tomorrow we will build a colorful world.

Come with me.

Come with me.

Come with me.

Come with me.

Seven-color light. Seven-color light.

The light of the sun.

We step into the future

with the dream of seven colors.

One more time. Go.

I left my thermal mug.

We step into the future with...

The full moon is in the sky.

The shadow accompanies me.

Two people are with each other.

The wind blows gently.

A line is in the sky.

The plane leaves the line.

The flower blossoms at the end of the rainbow.

Who left there...

Enjoy.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Nana.

Here is a notification.

Tomorrow is closed for a party event.

An event for what?

Our people will go to pick in the orchard.

We can eat while picking.

It's on Yao.

Really?

That's great.

President Xie deserves to be my idol.

But,

remember to wear some old clothes tomorrow,

with long sleeves.

The orchard is full of mud and branches.

Remember sun protection.

Get them informed.

Got it.

I'll create a chat room to tell our guys.

Ok.

Xiaochun.

Hu.

Nana.

Triple-shot americano.

Sure.

Thank you.

And, we're going to the orchard tomorrow.

You're going, too?

I'm going with everyone.

Everyone?

Including me?

I, I am not in.

Have fun.

Not going?

Why don't you join us?

You have lectures?

You remind me of something.

I found a miracle today.

What is it?

You told me, the accordion teacher

of kindergarten has gone, right?

But you know what?

During lecture break,

a teacher could play it suddenly.

Isn't it a miracle?

No.

It has nothing to do with me.

It's Yao's idea.

You can ask him.

I know it's not you.

What did he do it for?

Why didn't he tell me directly?

He shouldn't hide it from me.

Why?

He felt pity for me?

Others won't make fun of me?

I don't need it.

What?

What did you mean?

He felt pity for you?

It was you who locked yourself at home.

Your room was smoking.

You didn't write any songs.

Your mental condition is getting worse.

We are worried about you.

So Yao had this idea to help you overcome,