Time flies, and we arrive in Tomb-Sweeping Day in a blink of an eye, which means we will have a three-day short holiday!

But when it comes to Tomb-Sweeping Day, I have to mention Qingming Fruit. Qingming fruit is a traditional food that must be eaten in Tomb-Sweeping Day. It is made by mixing the squeezed juice of wormwood into the batter and stirring until the wormwood juice is completely mixed with the batter. Then put your favorite stuffing in it and steam it on the pot to eat.

I have loved cooking since I was a child, not to mention clear fruit. When we arrived in Tomb-Sweeping Day, we returned to our hometown. When we made Qingming fruit, we only heard my grandmother shout, "Come and make Qingming fruit quickly!" The quiet kitchen was instantly crowded with people. Some are making clear skins; Some are making stuffing ... Some are making sweet and some are making salty. As a sweet tooth lover, I chose the sweet one without hesitation. My main thing is to print the clear fruit into various shapes. Apply sesame oil to the printed board first, and then put the clear fruit into the board and press it. Then I turned the board backhand in another direction and tried my best to knock it down, but the reality was not as smooth as I imagined. The clear fruit did not fall, and after a few more knocks, it still did not move. I began to get annoyed and tried my best to knock down, and the tenacious Qingming fruit finally fell down. Then my technique became more and more skilled, and the kitchen kept saying "Dong! Dong ... "The sound, after two hours or so, Qingming fruit is finally done.

everyone steamed their own clear fruits and put them on the dining table. I couldn't wait to take a sweet clear fruit with chopsticks, and took a big bite with an open mouth. Oh, my God! Every bite is the fragrance of sesame and red bean paste, and the hot white sugar water flows out from the inside, which is sweet', plus the soft waxy waxy with the skin reminiscent of wormwood, which is a perfect combination, and different flavors converge in my mouth, which makes me immersed in it. I ate a clear fruit without two strokes, and the whole hall was full of fragrance of clear fruit.

In a blink of an eye, three days will soon slip away. I am reluctant to leave my hometown, and I will come early in the next Tomb-Sweeping Day.