Every morning when I was a child, I could hear the voice of "Cupcakes-selling cupcakes-"from far and near, and then slowly faded away. It was an aunt selling cupcakes in the village, carrying a small basket woven with bamboo strips, which was full of cupcakes with attractive fragrance.

At that time, our family was poor, our four brothers and sisters had to study, and the family was under great economic pressure. A cup cake for five cents was also a luxury for me.

I occasionally buy two cupcakes, which cost ten cents. It may be a special day like my birthday. Every time I look at the glittering and trembling cup cake in my hand, I can't bear to swallow it in one gulp.

yes, the cupcakes are not big. In fact, you can swallow one at a time. Cup cake, five cents, it is conceivable that it is very small, just like a baby's little fist. It is crystal clear, delicate, white and tender, fragrant and soft, which is very attractive to children.

Every time I handed a dime to my aunt who sold cupcakes, I saw her take out a piece of bamboo and turn it along the edge of the cup, and a cupcake was spun out. At this time, keeping a close eye on my aunt's movements, my saliva was already flowing in my mouth.

when holding a cupcake, my thumb is buckled in the round eye recessed on the surface of the cupcake, and the middle finger of my index finger is holding the bottom of the circular arc. First, I smell it and lick it, and then I put it into my mouth to take a bite. The sweet taste permeates my mouth, and I am afraid it will melt in my mouth, so I am reluctant to swallow it.

It's been a long time, only eating it in small sips, and finally licking three fingers, for fear of wasting a little bit.

The round eye on the surface of the cup cake is like a belly button, so we also call it navel cake.

In that aunt's small basket, there are sometimes two colors of cupcakes, one is dark red, which is made of brown sugar; One is white, which is made of white sugar. But most of the time, it's only white.

I don't know if my mother is trying to make us less greedy. She always says that when making cupcakes, she doesn't use white sugar, but saccharin, which is bad for her health.

but no matter what mother said, we are still greedy for cupcakes. Every day, my aunt's shouts of selling cups and cakes come, and my heart always rises with unrealized hopes. As my aunt's footsteps and shouts fade away, my sense of loss will rise again and I will swallow my saliva with difficulty.

But there is nothing we can do about it. For my family with poor economic conditions, a dime is also an expenditure that cannot be ignored.

When I get older, I will always remember the most delicious food when I was a child when I walked out of Meishan. But many people can't eat the taste of childhood, and they don't know if they have eaten too much or the taste has changed. However, no matter how I can't taste the taste of childhood, every time I come home, I still can't help but want to try.

(Note: According to legend, Xinhua Cup Cake was not a cake to fill one's hunger with tea at first, but an offering to worship ghosts and gods and ancestors. It is said that in the fifth year of Xining, Song Shenzong, Tanzhou general ran Meishan, conquered barbarian king and set Xinhua County, and set up a big mountain to cross over and die, and the cup cake appeared on the altar. )