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Just after walking a few steps from the training school, snowflakes started to fall from the sky, scattering them like thin salt flowers, and the wind seemed to follow them. The blowing makes it feel a little cool on the face, and like a naughty little girl, she puts her icy little hand into your collar. It really scares you, but you don't want to hide from her.
We went out for a walk with colleagues and friends at noon. This place is very close to the station. We soon found a cart pushing candied haws. The cart was shiny and red, and the enthusiasm seemed to rush out from the glass window. out.
I like to see candied haws, and the candied haws are the best in winter.
Each hawthorn has a shiny syrup shell and is covered with dense layers of sesame seeds. When one is bitten open, the sweet and sour taste is mixed with the chewed sugar dregs, which makes you feel comfortable. Surround the teeth tightly.
But don’t eat too much of this stuff at one time, otherwise it will burn your stomach. You can only eat a few at a time, and sometimes you can't finish a bunch.
The two of us walked in this noisy and lively vegetable market, lingering in front of the small stalls. In front of us were full of these very common food, drinks, and most of the fun in life. From the market, from the vegetable market, there are red transparent half-sheds on both sides of the crooked path, selling vegetables and fruits, roasted seeds and snacks, fresh meat and frozen fish, and a loudspeaker dutifully shouting: Please come in to buy steamed buns... ...It’s impossible to go shopping in vain. You can spend happily anywhere. There is everything in the vegetable market and everything is cheap. It is indeed my favorite.
I came home early today. My mother was frying beef in the kitchen. The aroma of pepper and cumin came from the pot. The meat had to be prepared and marinated half a day in advance, adding light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, Put oyster sauce, salt and sugar in a pan lightly greased with oil, and slowly fry over low heat with a layer of cumin chips and then a layer of chili powder. The sound of crackling meat frying makes people fall in love with life in an instant. The barbecue is not very authentic, and it must be paired with a plate of neatly cut radishes, a few clear green lettuce leaves, and wraps. Meat, moist and comfortable.
The women are content with the meticulousness in the kitchen and are proud of the satisfied expressions on their families’ faces. The whole family’s stomachs are left to typical Chinese housewives, who endure the unfriendly fumes and heat. , busy in the pots and pans without any regrets, is not a bleak thing but a feat!
Since my mother retired from the position that made her tired day and night, she happily got into the kitchen and began to study cooking carefully. Although the growth of cooking skills is not rapid, sometimes you can always explore some skills slowly.
Once we came back from the restaurant, I asked what do you think of today's dish? She said the mushrooms were delicious. I said, why is it so delicious? She was stunned for a moment and said, "It's delicious!" Then, one day after a while, a very similar mushroom will appear on the dinner table.
When I was in high school for four years, my mother always cooked and brought food for me. I rarely buy food to eat outside. I understand that this is a mother's love for her children. Every day after get off work, she will come home at seven o'clock in the evening and cook my favorite food for me alone. She will never make do with vegetables, meat, eggs, and shrimp. She said that she would no longer be with her when I went to college, and it would be difficult to feed her to me. This bit about the bits and pieces in the lunch box is also a warm memory for my mother and me.
A while ago, I saw a few friends who became mothers in the circle of friends posting a collection of meals for their "little beasts" every now and then. I suddenly felt how difficult it is to be a mother. Every one of them is I rack my brains to cook the ingredients as beautifully and delicately as possible, such as chopped carrots and baked cakes, dumplings made of spinach juice and noodles, minced fish into fine minced meat to make fish and ham sausages... I think these are flowing in my heart. The love in the kitchen will remain deeply in the children's minds over time. When they fly away one day, they will recall the taste of their mother, which will never be erased.
At a quick glance, once Wednesday passes, the weekend is not far away. The real winter reminds me with layers of cotton-padded clothes. Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, I really want to go out for a walk with my mother. I think that this may be the end of my ordinary life.
—The End— thanks for your reading
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