Curiosity prompted me to get up, put on my pajamas and walk out the door. "Grandma, what are you doing?" "make a cake!" I'm so happy, I'm going to make a cake! I saw that grandpa had carefully taken out the red jujube kernels one by one.
The cake in my memory is the "old jujube cake" served by my second aunt. Take a bite. The weather is very hot. It smells like home. Desserts from the old jujube cake are all online! Grandpa's spinning apple is deeply rooted, aunt's taro jiaozi is sweet soup, and the "dessert hard-core CPU" is finished! Next is a small chef group headed by Yang Tianyou. "Broken chocolate" is my specialty. Note: instead of breaking chocolate, pour chocolate juice on the bread blank and cut a hole. And that "omnipotent" little cousin Doudou had a big fight in the kitchen and brought a "sugar-coated rainbow bridge". Not to mention, he is a good cook in grade two.
However, no matter how many tricks I dig up, I can't stop my nostalgia for the hair cakes and Xuzhou hair cakes.
There was no moon on the fourth night, and I didn't go home for some reason. It turned out that there was no virus harassment this time, and I had a good time in the compound with Doudou, Tian Tian and Xinhui. Adults are eating melon seeds, enjoying cakes and chatting happily. But! But! But! However, only three grandfathers kept vacant rooms. That house, perhaps, still smells like last year's cake.
"Here comes the cake!" How I hope this is a key to open the door and send me back to Xuzhou. And when I eat my grandma's hair cake, when the strong aroma hangs over me, I really want to bury myself in the hair cake and feel love. Take a bite. It smells like home.
Label: hair cake