我们为一个小家奔走忙碌，父母替我们守好后方的安宁。装修的琐碎磨人，但回到家，热汤暖饭，孩子在笑，父母在旁，忽然觉得，幸福从来不是宏大的叙事，而是这些细碎烟火里，有人等，有饭吃的笃定

We toil and struggle for our little family, while our parents safeguard the peace and tranquility at home. The tedious details of renovations are exhausting, but when we return home to a warm meal, the children laughing, and our parents by our side, we suddenly realize that happiness is never a grand narrative, but rather the certainty of having someone waiting and food to eat in these small, everyday moments.