The mother is skilful. The skillful mother not only tailors and embroideres, makes shoe ropes, steams cakes and marinates meat, but also wraps delicious dumplings with various wild vegetables.
My mother's wild vegetable dumplings are the most fragrant and favorite delicacy in our childhood memories. At that time, the family's conditions were relatively poor, and the father who was a teacher paid only forty-four yuan a month, but he had to support six children. After the limited money to pay the school fees for my brothers and sisters, there is basically no leftover, such a day, life is naturally not much better, a month is rare to see meat, three meals a day is either cornmeal cakes, or sorghum rice, even millet rice is very little, not to mention rice.
The food is not good, we are hungry every day like little wolves with green eyes, and we want to take a few bites when we see anything.
The mother was distressed. But what can be done? She had to devote all her attention to coarse grain and fine work. "Delicious but dumplings", this is the most popular phrase in the Zhuanghu family of that era, and my mother was inspired by it.
Every day when my mother went to work on the farm, she carried a small basket and returned full of green, verdant lettuce, amaranth, pork hair, carry, and mountain leeks. There are white noodles at home, but there are very few of them, and they can only be eaten during the New Year or by guests. This is also difficult for her mother, who uses soba noodles, cornmeal, sorghum noodles, bran noodles, and white noodles to mix into various dumpling skins of different colors and toughness.
In front of the steaming cauldron, a few of us twirled around with our busy mother with our fingers in our hands. My mother sometimes made steamed dumplings, sometimes wrapped dumplings, sometimes fried boxes, and each of them filled us with anticipation.
It's time for dinner. Fragrant lettuce dumplings, smooth grasshopper dumplings, and steamed dumplings with special taste of pig hair, one by one, chubby, so appetizing. We ate with small bellies and round bellies, and my mother's mouth was a satisfied smile.
Every three to five, we can eat a meal of wild vegetable dumplings. Sometimes it's steamed dumplings with yellow leeks, and sometimes it's red soba dumplings with pork hair. Gradually, our hair turned from dull yellow to dark, shining, and our faces became rounded.
However, we do not know how many more miles my mother traveled in the mountains to pick wild vegetables that were not poisonous in order to make us eat sweetly; How many sleepless nights have been paid to make all kinds of dumpling skins and reconcile dumpling fillings that lack meat and oil.
We just wonder, why do we grow taller and fatter, while our mothers are getting thinner and thinner?
Later, my family's situation gradually improved, eating meat was no longer a luxury, we also moved to the city, and wild vegetable dumplings gradually disappeared from my family's table.
Now, when the streets and alleys are full of green and natural winds, and the merchants who know the time launch a variety of wild vegetable diets, my heartstrings are suddenly touched, and I remember the wild vegetable dumplings of my childhood, so I gladly go there, but I taste it again and again, but I can't eat that taste.
Now, I spend every day with my 90-year-old mother, who has been paralyzed for five years. Looking at my mother's gray hair, I suddenly understood that the wild vegetable dumplings of my childhood were so sweet, because they were full of my mother's love.
90-year-old mother with 5 years of paralysis
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