Parents' confidants often tell stories of the past, and they also tell stories of Wowotou, because that is their memory. My parents especially like the story called Wowotou. I remember seeing a self-service shop on the road once, and our whole family went to have a buffet. Because we can only get together once in a while, our family is very happy. When we went to the buffet, my brother took the Wowotou. He is very happy because he thinks it is yellow.
I think when my parents were very young, they always ate wowotou. Later, when they grew up, there was always famine in Wowotou. Every family eats wowotou. It's good to eat white flour steamed bread during the Spring Festival. They seem to be used to eating steamed corn buns, and they don't even remember when they started eating them, but in their eyes. They think Wowotou is delicious.
In fact, when chatting with parents, they can feel it. They like the feeling of that era. Although they were poor in those days, each of them was very simple. They are United as one. They like the feeling of that era. Although they have a rich material life now, they like to recall the past.