The child's father asked me why I ate his drink and lived in his room

Let me tell you a story:

Someone said he was cold and needed me to build a brazier for him, and after throwing me a few damp little sticks, he left, and I found pine needles, dry firewood, dead branches, and laboriously drilled into the wood for fire, and finally, the fire rose. The man came to see him a few times, either because the fire was not strong, or that he was vomiting or peeing in the brazier. When I had managed to build the fire again, clean up the dirt, and roast a roast chicken, the man came back, snatched my roast chicken, and asked me why I was warming his brazier and eating his roast chicken????

Look up at the braziers of other houses, some roasted corn, potatoes, sweet potato roast meat, the family around the brazier and enjoy themselves.

In some people's homes, the fire in the brazier has been extinguished, but a few people still pretend to squat there and roast the fire.

And some braziers, where people have gone without a trace, leave the brazier and the ashes inside to tell the story of their former owners.