Every year on the Double Ninth Festival, my mother would clean the steamer at home, take out the cooked noodles, slowly spread them on gauze, and then put them in the pot to start evaporating the cakes. On weekdays, my mother rarely makes this thing. Firstly, she finds it troublesome, and secondly, there are only a few people at home, so steaming it can last for several days. But when Double Ninth Festival arrives, no matter how busy my mother is, she will make me a pot of steamed cakes.

Every time I steamed it, my mother kept saying, "After eating Double Ninth Cake, I feel better every step of the way." My mother attaches great importance to it. She believes that eating cakes on this day has different meanings. It not only means promotion, but eating cakes on the Double Ninth Festival will also ensure peace. The cakes made by my mother are fluffy and sweet. In my memory, every time the steamed cake came out of the pan, I would stay next to my mother and fight to eat it. Every time at this time, my mother always laughs at me. And he said softly: "Little greedy cat, it's hot. Can you eat it after cooling it down?" Maybe it's because the conditions are better now, and my mother's cake is no longer a luxury for me.

If you want to eat, they are sold everywhere on the streets. My mother gradually did less cooking, and even if she did, I would not wait by the pot like I did when I was little. It was Double Ninth Festival again, and my mother also steamed a pot of steamed cakes for me, but I almost left this world because of my lovelorn relationship. When my mother found out, she kept scolding me. After he finished scolding me, he hugged me and cried bitterly. That day, my mother brought the cake to my bedside and said many things to me. Looking at my haggard mother once made me burst into tears. That year on Double Ninth Festival, my mother once said that it was the most heartbreaking year for her.

Later, as I got older, I seemed to take some things lightly. After we got married, my mother made evaporated cakes for our family on the Double Ninth Festival as always. She said that she hoped to use this to wish our whole family peace and success, both adults and children. Mothers always hope that everything will go well for their children, and it was only after I became a mother that I truly understood my mother’s heart.

On Double Ninth Festival this year, my mother took down the steamer early. She said to Xiaoguo who was standing next to her: "My dear granddaughter, grandma will steam the cake for you in two days." The daughter asked in a confused way, "Grandma, is it delicious?" The mother smiled and said: "It's delicious. Your mother could eat a big piece at a time when she was little." Looking at the old and the young, my heart felt warm. At the same time, I secretly made a wish in my heart that I would come back to accompany my parents on the Double Ninth Festival and steam a pot of cakes for them with my own hands.