The mention of buns reminds me of my best friend's mother, a kind and dear old lady, she especially likes me, she knows I like to eat wild cabbage buns, so every time the family packs wild cabbage buns, will let my best friend contact me, so every time I eat buns, I envy other people have a mother!

Then my mother-in-law came, she is very good at making pasta, so the buns are her specialty meal, want to eat what filling. Because of the diet I don't eat white flour, my mother-in-law used whole wheat flour to wrap.

Because I can often eat, I'm a bit picky, always just pack out a meal, and then heated on not eat.

Because of this, I'm a bit picky about what I eat, and I've always just eaten a meal, and then I don't want to eat it again!

Originally last month to pick up her, because of the epidemic delayed for a month, to pick up her back to the first meal to eat buns, a whole wheat flour as skin, wild vegetables to do the trap of the "mom brand" buns.

We have to cherish what we have, to see the good of the people around us, and not to regret when we lose!

We have to cherish what we have and see the good in the people around us.