I like eating eggplant very much since I was a child. Eggplant not only smells like eggplant, but also smells like cooking and bickering with family when I was a child.

I don't know when I first saw eggplant, but as long as I can remember, eggplant has been the cutest vegetable in the world. Because I have never seen other vegetables with purple coats except it and onions, I was surprised and fell in love with it. Purple skin is very smooth, and chubby body is wearing a green hat, which looks completely playful. It seems that as long as you add five senses to it, you will see that it is really cute when pouting!

When I was a child, I liked to lie on my desk and watch my mother peel the eggplant with a knife, then cut it into pieces and soak it in water. After a while, the water will be dyed pale yellow by the pigment of eggplant, and then the eggplant will be picked up and watched by mother throw it into the red-hot oil pan and add seasoning.

Soon, the lovely eggplant became a delicious home-cooked dish on our table in my mother's hand. Delicious braised eggplant always makes my brother and I drool, so we secretly take chopsticks.

I hid in the corner with a small bowl and devoured it quietly. Sometimes he burns his tongue, and poor small tongue keeps breathing, which will also lead to his brother's gloating ridicule. I stared angrily.

He covered his mouth, but could not hide his smiling eyes. And my mother will come over in a hurry, hand me a glass of cold water and gnash her teeth and say, "Why are you so stupid?" "My tears.

Looking at my mother's eyes full of tears, I feel sad: I'm not stupid, I'm just careless.

When I was young, my mother cooked for us. When I grow up, I cook their favorite dishes for them. A braised eggplant carries the taste of home and deep affection.