The years are in a hurry, and the small family in my memory, every special season, there will always be dumplings. At that time, the living conditions were difficult, the food was always precious, and the number of dumplings was very limited, but the strong taste of home always made people feel warm.
I remember that at that time, whenever the Spring Festival came, the home was filled with the unique aroma of dumplings. In the small kitchen, my mother is skillful, and the dumplings are shaped under her skillful hands, like exquisite handicrafts. Each dumpling contains the mother's hard work and love, and every bite is the taste of home.
However, due to the financial constraints of the family, the number of dumplings is always limited. Mere dumplings can't satisfy our hunger. Thus, an ingenious compromise was born. My mother told us that putting a few dumplings in each bowl and then serving the soup will not only allow the dumplings to fully absorb the deliciousness of the soup, but also make us eat more moisturizing.
At that time, we regarded dumplings as a dish and ate them with Wowotou. This way of eating, although simple, also has a unique flavor. The taste of dumplings and wowotou match each other, which not only has the freshness of dumplings, but also the sweetness of wowotou. This way of eating not only satisfies our appetite, but also makes us feel the warmth of home.
Looking back now, I remember the scene of eating dumplings in those years. Despite the difficult living conditions, we are always optimistic. Those days, although poor, were also full of warmth and happiness. Only on special days, such as the New Year's holiday, can we happily eat dumplings without soup. That kind of satisfaction is irreplaceable now.
Time flies, and now living conditions have greatly improved, and dumplings are no longer a rare delicacy. However, the emotions and memories of dumplings are forever engraved in my heart. Every time I eat dumplings, I always think of that small kitchen, of my mother's busy figure, and of that simple but happy time.
In today's fast-paced society, we may have forgotten the innocence and simplicity of the past. However, the longing for home and the desire for family affection will never disappear.
Recently, however, I noticed a phenomenon that left me a little stunned: some northerners still eat dumplings the same way I used to eat dumplings when I was a child, that is, put dumplings and soup in a bowl. This makes me really puzzled, in the context of today's times, why would anyone choose to eat dumplings like this?
I don't know if for some people, this way of eating dumplings has long become a Xi, and it is a kind of nostalgia for their past. Or perhaps, in their lives, dumplings are still a very precious food?
I don't know how you explain this kind of problem?