When we first checked in, the landlord invited us to the country for a few days and took us to see the local museums and churches. Just a few days before the end of the living in Tbilisi, we came to the home of the landlord. There are very few people in the country, and they are all neighbors who know each other on the street. The landlord's mother is a local math teacher. She doesn't speak English. She only greets us with a simple hello hello. Let's sit down and take out all kinds of homemade cakes and peach water from the kitchen for breakfast. The type of cake is stuffed with cheese and potatoes. The most amazing thing is peach water. Use your own peaches to add water and sugar and put them in a glass jar for a while to drink. The taste is mellow, sweet as first love. After breakfast, the landlord began to take us to the yard, and we introduced her mother's potatoes, beans, plum trees, and peach trees. The entire yard was occupied by vegetables, and a few chickens were raised in the farthest corner. When I was hungry, I ran to the yard to pick up fresh vegetables, pour a cup of chacha, let the wind blow into the house, and live poetry without going far.