? "The first month is poor, and Ai Rong." This is what my grandmother said when I was very young. As soon as this was said, the sisters and brothers walked to the field in front of the door with little baskets on their arms ...
? Zhanjiang, at noon in the first month, you don't often see bright sunshine, but it's not cold. Under the unclear canopy, there are only short rice roots left in the endless paddy fields. Those little Tian Ai grow next to the rice roots. They are too small, about 1 cm high, with thin and small stems, pink and green oval leaves, covered with fluff, and a bunch of small flowers are on the top of each stem.
We're going to pick that bunch of small flowers and take them home for grandma to make Tian Ai. The happiest thing for girls is to pick flowers, and it is not so fun to pick flowers for a long time without obvious gains. These flowers are not easy to pick. Grandma told me to pick only the yellow flower on the top, not the stems and leaves. Some of them are still mixed in the rice stalks, so we have to distinguish them carefully. Flowers that are too small will leak out of the hole in the basket, and careless children will not find them for a long time.
My back ached, and the flowers were only a little, so I wanted to play around. Looking back, I saw my second child and several cousins looking for grasshoppers, so I helped them find grasshoppers with great interest. When everyone picked them and wanted to go home, mine was still a handful of people who were so shady that they had to help me pick them in too many cooks. It's enough to have a job without Takuya, and I secretly laughed at my heart, "It's really many hands make light work!"
I took Artemisia scoparia home, and my grandmother washed it carefully, then put it in a big pot and cooked it with firewood. After cooking, I cooked it again the next day and again the third day. I don't remember how many times I cooked it. When cooking Artemisia annua, grandma asked me to watch the fire in the stove, but I went to play. When I came back, I saw that the fire in the stove chamber had been extinguished long ago. I was afraid of being scolded. I quickly started my own fire, and the technology was not good. I picked up the fire stick and beat the stove chamber hard in disgust. My mother saw it and gave me a good scolding: "Bear-like, when you grow up, unless you jump out of the farm door and don't have to make a fire to cook, no one will be pitiful if you starve to death ..."
? A few days later, grandma took the cooked Tian Ai to the rice mill, and it turned into a continuous velvet. Mother has already prepared peanuts or shredded coconut, sesame seeds, sugar, jackfruit leaves and other materials. Grandpa ground the soaked glutinous rice into powder.
at night, build a warm charcoal fire in the kitchen, spread some dry firewood on the floor, and put a big dustpan cover on the firewood. Grandpa poured glutinous rice flour into the dustpan cover, grandma put it in Tian Ai Rong, and mom mixed Tian Ai Rong and glutinous rice flour evenly, dug a nest in the middle of the flour, poured the cooked syrup into it and rubbed it together. My second child and I pressed the dustpan lid hard.
when mom was tired of rubbing, she changed to grandpa to rub, and the powder gradually became a big ball. I suddenly poked a hole in the dough with my index finger, and the adults only cared about the preparation process of speech, so I made a fool of myself. The second and third children looked interesting and poked at them. When they poked, the dad standing to the side rolled his eyes and scolded them. They both reported that my sister had led the bad head, and my dad scolded me, and they both snickered.
after a while, they ate the stuffing aside, sesame and coconut stuffing or peanut and sesame stuffing. "Little greedy cat steals food!" I don't like sweet food, so I report it whenever I get a chance, and grandma patted their hands.
? After rubbing the powder skin, the family will sit around the dustpan cover and wrap it. Grandma, grandpa and my mother are both good hands. They first take a small piece of vermicelli, round it, press it flat, pinch it thin along the edge, then add one or two spoonfuls of stuffing to wrap it up, and then put it in a semi-circular mold to flatten it. At last, they knock it out, which is very beautiful. The red charcoal fire reflected everyone's face, and everyone's face was filled with unspeakable happiness.
Finally, we should wrap the hoe with jackfruit leaves. After that, everyone should wash their hands and keep warm. Grandpa can't rest yet. He is responsible for steaming all the Tian Ai. An hour or two later, the first pot of Tian Ai was baked. The crystal dark green Tian Ai Huang exudes an attractive fragrance, which is chewy when you take a bite. The fragrance of Tian Ai invades the heart and spleen ... I don't like sweet, so I eat sweet Tian Ai Huang, and most of the time I bite off the surrounding skin and secretly throw away the stuffing in the middle.
? In fact, what I miss is not only eating Tian Ai's hairpin, but also the happy scene of Bao's hairpin. Being a Tian Ai is the happiest time of the year. In the old days, it was to commemorate the bumper harvest, but later it became a symbol of the Lantern Festival. It was the only time in my life that I participated in Yasuda. When I was eight years old, my grandmother passed away, and my mother stopped making Tian Ai for us. When my grandfather was alive, he made rice cakes or fried dumplings during the Spring Festival, and he could also experience the happy childhood. Later, people could buy whatever they wanted on holidays, so they stopped making any traditional snacks, perhaps because they were afraid of trouble, or because they didn't inherit the skills of their predecessors. I don't know.
nowadays, if you want to eat authentic Tian Ai, go to a tea restaurant.
There is a kind of food that always brings back childhood memories and makes you feel full of happiness. That is, in the materialistic society, Apple
Although the price is high and money is hard to earn, what food you want to eat can satisfy your appetite immediately.
I remember eating apples when I was a child. Several people in an apple family cut a few pieces, each with a small piece, which tasted sweet and delicious.
Sometimes my parents go to the market to buy some apples. First, they take out one, wash it, and cut it into small pieces. Everyone in the family has a small piece. They are very happy to eat.
I feel that I didn't have snacks when I was a child, and I usually couldn't eat big fish and big meat, but I didn't have such a greedy mouth as I do now, and I was used to that lifestyle.
Now that I have bought apples, I want to eat as many as I want, but I can't find the feeling I had before. My husband and I always talked about eating apples when I was a child, and it was full of good memories.
Of course, there were not as many varieties of apples at that time and they were not as delicious as they are now, but eating them in your mouth is delicious and happy.
Therefore, people should learn to be content with contentment. In the era of material scarcity, life now is like an emperor's life. You can buy whatever you want immediately. As long as you have money, someone will deliver it to your door.
Nowadays, the quality of life is getting better and better. People pay more attention to the quality of food and clothing, but they should be content and grateful and cherish the happy life now.
Yes, this kind of food is a special snack in our hometown. We call it "beef offal", which has nothing to do with cows, and is a kind of "beef offal" that people in Cenxi, aged from 3 to 8, like to eat.
In the streets and lanes of Cenxi, you can see "beef offal" stalls everywhere, a movable stall, which used to use coal. A aluminum pot, or rather an aluminum basin, was set up on the coal stove, and various vegetables were placed on the shelf next to it, including bean sprouts, various vegetables, white radish, potatoes, pig lungs, oily tofu, ham sausage, pig blood and so on.
In fact, what is in the pot is a pot of water, and some of them don't even have salt. Of course, some generous bosses will use soup to make the bottom of the pot, and the boss will help you cook the dishes in a bowl if you want to eat. The point is, this special snack is the most delicious, memorable and drooling, which is its pepper, which is the essence of this snack.
Chili peppers are chopped with red pepper, and added with garlic foam, soy sauce, oil consumption, raw flour, vinegar and other seasonings. They are normal spicy and sour. Of course, these are only approximate materials, and we don't know many details. Moreover, the peppers cooked by each boss have different tastes, but they are basically the same.
Speaking of this delicious food, my mouth is really watering. It's a taste I grew up with from snacks to big foods. Now I'm far away from home, so I can't eat it at any time. I always eat it when I go home, and I won't get tired of it every day. When I pick up the crispy yuba skin and wrap it in the hot and sour Chili sauce, I can't express my full happiness in words!
Yes, when I was young, my grandfather planted a lot of watermelons at home. Whenever watermelons were ripe, my grandfather built a shack next to the watermelon field, which contained a simple bed, a small square table and wooden stools. I especially liked the atmosphere at that time. On the moon, there was silver light, and the moonlight in the watermelon field was hazy.
At this time, my brothers and sisters and I would sit around my grandfather's day, eating watermelons and listening to his stories. At that time, watermelons were so sweet, with red flesh and black seeds. We also piled them up and dried them before eating them. Grandpa used to stroke his long beard with his hands when he was tired of telling stories. We also leaned over his shoulders and felt the strong man's beard. At this time, sisters laughed loudly in the watermelon field.
childhood is simple but fun.
yes, it's just sugar, oil and fruit! When I was a child, I heard grandma say that Hakkas called sugar and oil fruit swan eggs! That's what it says on the price tag of Luodai Ancient Town in Longquanyi District of Chengdu. It feels a bit wonderful!
I remember when I was a child, my mother would fry sugar and oil in June and Spring Festival every year. The caramel-colored Huang Cancan's candied fruit is crispy and sweet outside, but waxy and Q-shaped inside, which is quite delicious. And I'm never tired of eating it. Now I can buy it at any time, but it's not as delicious as my own cooking with baking powder, and I can't eat the taste of sugar and oil fruits fried by my mother anymore.
stir-fried meat with celery and shredded mustard with a bowl of rice. Whenever I eat such a meal, my memory instantly goes back to a small restaurant at the foot of Mount Tai decades ago.
At that time, I was in the fifth grade, and I had a summer homework, which was to write a composition entitled "Sunrise". I remember that I got up early for several days in a row and climbed onto the roof to watch the sunrise, all of which ended in failure. When I was depressed to eat breakfast, my mother said that I heard that watching the sunrise was the best on the top of Mount Tai. Unexpectedly, my father immediately promised to take our sisters to climb Mount Tai, bringing pancakes and pickles made by my mother. The three of us set off the next day, took a bus to the train, and arrived at the red gate at the foot of Mount Tai. It was evening, and we climbed to the top of the mountain overnight.
The sunrise of the next day was absolutely shocking. At first, it was filled with dense fog. When the dense fog gradually subsided, a red sun jumped out of the mist, which was probably the most beautiful red sun I have ever seen in my life.
When we went down the mountain, we had eaten all the dry food. At that time, we were reluctant to buy food on the mountain. We were hungry and insisted on going to the bottom of the mountain. We smelled the fragrant mouth water in the restaurant. My father asked for three bowls of rice and a plate of celery fried meat. It was delicious, but I felt that I had never eaten celery so fragrant. The fragrant rice and vegetables were quickly eaten up, and the rice was not enough. My father added rice for us. I couldn't buy any more vegetables and asked for it. When I grew up, I cooked celery and fried meat countless times, and I never ate that delicious taste again.
The red sun, the sweet meal, and the affection between father and daughter have all become unforgettable memories.
white rabbit toffee, wow!
I can't remember how I got the three fresh noodles when I was a child for the first time, but I still remember the joy. At that time, I didn't know how to soak it in boiling water, so I ate it directly when I opened the bag, a little at a time, and even the packet was eaten as a snack < P >! When I was a child, my mother fried two eggs for my grandmother. I sat by the kitchen table and watched. When my mother took the fried eggs away, I baked the eggshells on the fire and ate them with my little hands. It was delicious!
Then my father drew lots for me to win the steamed stuffed bun with Chinese chives! A few decades ago, a vendor selling steamed buns held a bamboo tube with some bamboo sticks in it. He shook it, and his father reached out and smoked it. Then he looked back at the points on it. If he won, he won the steamed buns. My father smoked and I ate. At that time, there were a few small pieces of white meat in leek stuffed buns, which tasted particularly fragrant. Now I can still remember the taste of childhood. Now I always eat meat until it is tasteless. Maybe I can only eat some meat in the countryside all the year round!
The rice cooked in a big iron pot, the crispy rice at the bottom of the pot [shy ]
My mother came to see me a few days ago and made some specially. I haven't been home for two years, and I bite it down, which is the lingering taste, happy and moved, and tears flow down my eyes!