Luminous cup ephemeral mood

Ah Di, who remains single, originally planned to retire and take her widowed mother (hereinafter referred to as Aunt Wu) to travel the world, but she did not expect that she had just retired, and her mother suffered from dementia. Originally a slight amnesia, the situation became more and more serious, and later, even Ah Di could not recognize it, and asked her every day: "Who are you?" Why is it hanging around in my house all day? Ah Di replied solemnly, "I am your special chef, responsible for cooking you." When her mother heard this, her teeth were full of teeth and she smiled brightly.

　　Aunt Wu is an old-fashioned man, her flexible hands seem to be an omnipotent magician, and every inch of her life is filled with the aroma of food. After suffering from dementia, I lost interest in everything, and I still loved food alone. As soon as you see the delicious food, your eyes shine. She had a surprisingly good appetite, and when she chewed, the smile on her face was magnificent.

　　Ah Di refused all social activities, concentrated on studying recipes at home, cooked three meals for her mother, even breakfast, there were endless changes, fish porridge, soy milk fritters, dumplings, small soup buns, ham and eggs, honey pancakes, cheese rolls, cereals, etc., took turns; as for lunch and dinner, it was even more thoughtful. However, Aunt Wu forgot what she had eaten, and sometimes, just after putting down the tableware, she had already forgotten the contents of the meal. Friends were puzzled by the fact that Butterfly took such pains to prepare elaborate dishes such as stuffed crab shells, Buddha jumping off the wall, sea cucumber inlaid meat rolls, and so on.

　　They asked in unison, "Anyway, she can't remember what she ate, you cook a big pot of nutritious chowder rice, there are vegetables and meat, let her eat for a few days, won't it save time and trouble?" ”

　　Atie calmly replied, "In my growing years, my mother prepared three meals for me every day with the most sincere heart and the warmest hands. From the day I would eat solid food, my mother would be serious. My aunt used to tell me that my mother's meticulousness was surprising. She plucked the head and tail of the river fish, washed it, dried it in the sun, ground it into powder, mixed it into the fish porridge made of broth, and then added all kinds of grated vegetables and fed me spoon by spoon to ensure that I could grow up in a delicious and nutritious meal. Frankly speaking, where do I know what I am eating when I am in my infancy? However, my mother did not fool my taste buds because I didn't know! After I went to elementary school, my mother would prepare a bento for me every day, and the rich content of the bento made me very popular in school, because my classmates wanted to share the delicious food. I don't remember what was in the bento now, but I distinctly remember the pride and joy of the time. ”

　　In the silence of everyone, Attie continued: "In the current situation where my mother's sensual enjoyment is limited to her taste buds, I am willing to do my best to satisfy her. Honestly, every day I prepare meals for her in a mood of anticipation of ephemeral blooms. The ephemeral flowers are suddenly extinguished, but every time they open, they are extremely gorgeous! ”

　　This night, she prepared for her mother seafood fried noodles, she steamed the crab, slowly removed the snow-white crab meat little by little; shelled the shrimp, diced; fresh fish deboned and cut into thin slices; and then cut the fresh straps into fine grains... It takes two or three hours just to prepare. She knew that when her mother tasted this seafood stir-fried noodle line later, a full smile would flow out of her wrinkled eyes, like a stream of water, all the way to her cheeks and mouth, at this time, her whole face would become a brilliant ephemeral flower... (YuJin)