Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

"My father, today is the Mid Autumn Festival. The moon is the brightest and roundest. My mother must have seen our party and our delicious moon cakes, right?" At the door of the dining room, Amy nestles in Meg's arms sitting on the steps of the dining room, looks up at the bright moon in the sky and whispers.

Friends have gone back, surrounded by a quiet, only that in the crevice of the clouds exposed between the moon also exudes bright light.

"Yes, she must have seen Amy dance lovely, and also saw our delicious moon cakes." MEG nodded.

"Mother! I'm Amy. I miss you so much Amy put her little hand in front of her mouth in the shape of a trumpet and yelled at the moon.

McGonagall looked down at Amy, and suddenly he felt his heart was tight, and he felt a little distressed.

"But, moon cakes are really delicious. My father made moon cakes with the moon. It's a pity that you can't eat them, but I can eat them for you." Amy suddenly took out a mung bean moon cake from her small pocket, peeled off the paper outside, bit it, chewed it happily, then swallowed it, raised her little hand, held it up to the moon, and said with a smile: "you see, it's really delicious. You wait, we will eat up the moon sooner or later, and then save you

McGonagall, who was still a little sad, was amused by Amy's words, touched the little guy's head, and then said, "then Amy has to come on. The moon doesn't look big, but it's bigger than the city of chaos."

"Really?" Amy suddenly opened her eyes and looked at MEG strangely. Then she slowly moved the moon cake to her eyes and said, "but, father, you see, the moon is as big as my moon cake? I can eat half of them in one bite. "

"Just like when a man is standing in the distance, you can see that he is just a little ant like dot, but when he is standing in front of you, he is very tall, because of the distance. And the moon is very far away from us, so looking at the moon as big as the moon cake is actually very huge, so that your MuQing can live on the moon. " McGonagall continued with a smile.

"Oh..." Amy nodded, bit the moon cake in her hand, looked up at the moon, and said enviously, "I want to live in the moon, too."

"Why?" MEG looked at Amy in a puzzled way.

"In this way, if you are hungry, you can lie on the ground and bite the moon. It must be delicious!" Amy looked at the moon with bright eyes and said expectantly.

MEG had a picture of Amy biting off half the moon in his mind. He couldn't help shaking his head and throwing out this strange picture. However, he didn't rush to popularize science this time. Childlike innocence is the best thing. Sometimes the so-called science seems boring.

"Father, tell me a story. I want to listen to today's story with mother." Said Amy, looking up at MEG.

"Well, today is the Mid Autumn Festival. My father will tell you a story about Chang'e flying to the moon." Meg said with a smile.

"Yes, yes!" Amy nodded happily, moved his position, lay comfortably in Meg's arms, and looked at MEG quietly.

McGonagall thought for a moment, then began to speak with a smile: "in ancient times, there were ten suns in the sky..."

MEG had heard the story of Chang'e flying to the moon many times in her grandmother's arms when she was a child. She would tell it every year on the Mid Autumn Festival. Even if MEG was in her twenties, she would still listen to her carefully every year on the Mid Autumn Festival.

That kind old woman, even though she has forgotten many people's names, still remembers how to make sweet scented osmanthus cake, which is her grandson's favorite. She has to make a cage by herself every Mid Autumn Festival.

That mid autumn festival did not hear the story, McGonagall sleepless all night, feel the heart vacant some things, it seems that there is no way to fill.

Today, looking at Amy who is listening to the story carefully in his arms, he seems to feel that the old man who was shaking a big palm fan under the osmanthus tree and telling the story to him with a Minnan accent came back in the small yard that year. This is a sense of inheritance. It has become a link between the three generations, the vacancy in his heart, At this moment, it seems to be filled in all of a sudden.

"Chang'e took the elixir of immortality, and then flew to the sky until she reached the moon..." McGonagall said softly.

"And... Did she eat the moon?" Amy suddenly asked curiously.

"Why?" McGonagall asked with a smile.

"Because... Sometimes the moon will lose a hole, and the hole will become bigger and bigger. At last, almost the whole moon will be eaten, and then it will take some time to grow back slowly. Must be Chang'e ate the moon after she arrived at the moon? Fortunately, the moon will grow up, so there will be a moon in the sky. " Amy said seriously.

"Er..." McGonagall was speechless for a moment. It's not easy to explain the rise and fall of the moon in such a reasonable way, and it contains the philosophy of eating goods.

"The moon is so big, she can eat it. The moon must be delicious. When we find my mother, I will eat the moon too... Eat the moon..." Amy muttered and fell asleep in Meg's arms.

"The moon... The moon... Eats you..." McGonagall looked at the smacking little guy in his arms. He couldn't help laughing and shaking his head. He looked up at the sky. The moon was half covered by dark clouds. It seemed that it might rain tonight.

Holding Amy, she stood up slowly, turned around and was about to pull the door in. However, she stopped and turned around again.

A figure came out of the square with a limp posture, but the speed was not slow. After a while, he came to the door of the restaurant, grinned at MEG and said, "today's moon cakes are delicious. I don't know if I can sell another box of them? I want to take it back to my child. He likes to eat dessert. "

"If children like to eat, naturally it's OK, but it takes some time to make moon cakes. Come and sit for a while first." McGonagall looked up at the dense trees not far away, but quickly withdrew his eyes. He looked at the man standing at the door, nodded slightly, turned to open the door, and glanced at the scattered people on the right street before entering.

The lame man hesitated, took a conscious look left and right, and followed MEG into the restaurant.

"The child is asleep. I'll take her to bed first. You can sit at will. The annoying mouse is still coming." Meg said and walked upstairs with Amy in her arms.