In the impression, eating steamed buns in cage drawers, laying pine needles at the bottom is the best, just like wives buy bags, it is necessary to print the entire leather with L and V patterns, which is high-grade. The stubbornness of pine needles can be traced back to childhood memories, but unfortunately I have a bad memory, I can't remember the way I ate small dumplings in Xiaobinlou in the 80s, so I only read the information on the Internet and found it from low-quality videos. The crowd of people in the front hall to take meals, the busy white case masters under the towering steaming drawer, the steaming white mist steaming drawer was lifted down by the master's hands, dusted off the thick white mist, so that the chopsticks quickly and lightly shuttled between the plates and buns, followed by a picture of the throat knot flipping up and down, the pleasure of eating happily. The taste was found later in Wu's hand shop, and the long-lost fragrance of pine needles and the sweetness of the bun dough spread out and made me trance. After eating the bun, I have to secretly sniff the pine needles full of grease, whether this strange action comes from the release of consciousness, I don't know, but many years later, the store changed the pine needles to gauze, so that I have no extravagant hopes. And now that I think about it, what is the picture of the memory, is a mouthful of pink meatballs embedded with a little green? Or a thick cup of large bone bean sprout soup? Or is it the steaming white mist, the ensuing diners, the fragrant pine needles overflowing? I was vague and unsure. But somewhere in that pyrotechnic corner, my mother must have been looking at my little mouth and snorting, her face full of happiness.