Every day after school, students will rush out of school with a little excitement. After leaving the school, the students went their own way. Some students will wander off campus, others will disappear unnoticed, and I will go home in a hurry as usual. At the door, I won't ring the doorbell, but open the door with my own key, because my father is still in the kitchen, stirring the beef selflessly!
Open the door with expectation, and then smell the familiar fragrance hard. I was in a good mood before my father brought me a dish. I put a piece of fresh and juicy beef in my mouth with chopsticks. The slight spicy taste and strong tea fragrance make me feel very comfortable. Another full piece of Chinese cabbage will refresh me. After eating, I will touch my stomach with satisfaction and say "thank you" to my father, which is also a reward for my father.
The food store is my favorite place to go. As soon as you enter, you will carry out a large-scale "sweeping" like "devils entering the village". Moreover, I will go to every place very well and bring my favorite snacks without wasting any time. Like "Ferrero Rosa, Jianda Chocolate, Chicken Pie, Bitter and Sweet …" are all my favorite snacks.
Eat while reading, while watching TV, when traveling, and eat almost all the time. Especially when watching TV, if there are no snacks to eat, I always feel that something is missing, and the ups and downs on TV become dim and colorless. At this time, I will jump out of bed, look around and look around. I couldn't wait to rummage through the house and found my favorite snack. Sometimes I really can't find it, so I can only make a cup of coffee to solve my worries.
As for grandma's brown sugar, it has become a beautiful memory, because the number of meetings with grandma is really too small. I still remember every time grandma came to Chenzhou. Grandma got up when I was still sleeping in the morning. After grandma wakes me up, I will see a bowl of fragrant and hot eggs washed with brown sugar.
Every bowl of brown sugar washed eggs with grandma's deep love for me is as sweet as brown sugar washed eggs. I will eat it seriously and lick my mouth. Grandma will watch me eat. When I finish eating, grandma will give me a coquettish smile and smell it kindly: "Is it delicious?" "delicious!" I will take the trouble to answer. Until now, that sweetness is still flowing in my heart.
Grandma hasn't eaten cake for a long time and is still busy taking care of three three-year-old brothers and sisters. She just doesn't have time or luxury to make it. "Bang, bang, bang ..." Every time grandma makes a hairpin, the sound of this rolling pin knocking on the hairpin will ring in the room.
After the cake is made, grandma will wrap it with a piece of white paper, and then let my cousin and several menstruation stick red hearts on the white paper. Grandma said that this means that our life will be better and more festive. Finally, put the seeds in those big boxes and you can eat them after a while. There are usually several big boxes! At the moment, the sweet and waxy feeling still reverberates in my mind.
Eating is more than just eating to fill your stomach. It has many profound meanings that you can't understand. It may make you deeply moved; Maybe it can arouse the long-forgotten memory in your heart and make you cry; Maybe even drive you crazy! In a word, it will never understand. ...