On the weekend, I went alone to the Sichuan Provincial Library to return books, and I happened to encounter a tourist merchant branding corn in the square outside the museum.
The stalls were small but very tidy, especially the corn syrup was freshly ground and fresh, so I immediately asked for one.
To be honest, I haven't eaten this in at least a decade, and I naturally look forward to it. Needless to say, corn corn seems inconspicuous, but it is good, not only inexpensive and good, but also worthy of praise for its delicious taste. Really, the entrance is particularly sweet, with a touch of sticky feeling, which makes the taste buds bloom suddenly when eaten.
Eating this sweet and delicious corn stick, I couldn't help but think of what my mother made for us when I was a child, and it was so delicious, so I couldn't help but call my mother and talk about the past of our family making corn sticks.
I think that back then, my mother's corn was also a must. In my childhood memory, every year when the corn was about to ripen, my mother would first pick some tender corn and come back, then peel it and grind it into a pulp with stone grinding, and then use firewood to kang.
Speaking of kang corn, my mother was very excited, and our sisters were even more elated, and everyone rushed to burn the fire, hoping to give corn to Kang as soon as possible.
What about mothers? It is really great, the first kang good corn dumplings, she will never be willing to eat, but divide it into several portions, let us taste one by one, she is busy continuing to kang while staring at us to eat corn dumplings with relish. That scene is still vividly remembered, and it also makes me proud of the happy life of my childhood.
While chatting with my mother about the happy life of my childhood, I devoured this sweet corn stick, and my heart was as sweet as honey.
Oh, yes! Eating corn sorghum is really long-lasting, because it is full of nostalgia, cherishing the happy time of childhood, and the mother-child affection that cannot be abandoned.
Mother and Our Little Time (116)