Since I left my hometown, I have never eaten acacia flowers mixed by my mother or grandmother. In my hometown, acacia is a very common tree species, which can be seen everywhere in the village. They were found in abandoned courtyards and small houses.
In rural areas, people mostly like to plant trees in front of and behind their houses. Sophora japonica is easy to survive and has become the choice of most people. When entering the village, almost every household has acacia planted in front of the door or behind the wall. Several acacia flowers were planted outside the courtyard wall of my house, which was planted by my grandfather in his early years. The thickest of them, the trunk needs two people to hold. Every year when acacia flowers are in full bloom, my father will climb one of the trees, and then climb the branches to fold some' shoots' full of acacia flowers. At this time, the neighbors gathered under the tree, picked some flowers and bones from the branches broken by their father, and then took them home to eat delicious food. At this time, it was noisy under the tree, and everyone was joking, scrambling to pick flowers and bones.
Later, those acacia trees were sold by their father to wood collectors. Later, my house was built, and the old earth wall was replaced by a brick wall, and the open space behind the courtyard wall hardened into a concrete floor. Naturally, there is no place to plant trees. Most of the trees in the village are planted by the elderly. Father's generation is not so keen on planting trees. Although the acacia outside my courtyard wall has been cut down, it can still be seen everywhere.
Every year in the middle of April in the solar calendar, they will bloom snow-white flowers and decorate the village. When you walk under a tree, there is a strong fragrance. Whenever acacia flowers are in full bloom, people will scramble to pick some flowers and bones as food. People wash the picked acacia flowers with clear water, mix them with flour and steam them in a pot. After the pot is cooked, a delicious food is presented on the table. At this time, the family will hold some celadon bowls one after another and have a good time. I like to eat food made of acacia flowers since I was a child. It can be said that I grew up eating acacia flowers. Before I left my hometown, every year when acacia flowers were in full bloom, as long as my father was at home, I would always pick some acacia flowers for my mother to eat. If my father goes out to work, he will always ask me to pick some Sophora japonica flowers when they are in full bloom, so that my elderly grandmother can cook for me and let me have a good meal with her. Flowers bloom and fall, I grow up year by year, flowers bloom and fall, and my father grows old day by day. ...
In high school, several acacia trees were planted on campus. Acacia flowers in full bloom season, the campus is full of a fragrance. Steamed acacia flowers appeared in the window of the school canteen. This surprised and delighted me. However, after eating it, I always feel that it is not as delicious as the food at home. Perhaps it is because the Sophora japonica at home is not only Sophora japonica, but also embodies the deep love of mom and dad.
It is also the season when acacia flowers bloom. My father will definitely pick some acacia flowers to satisfy my elderly grandmother and mother. Thousands of miles away, I looked at the blooming tree and tried to imagine my father picking acacia flowers in his hometown. ...