A hometown food full of memories, a custom that gradually drifts away from us. In my hometown of Sixingma Town, in the past, as long as there were red things to do at home, such as the old man's birthday, marriage, full moon wine and other banquets, he would make mochi to entertain guests. The raw materials of mochi are mainly home-grown glutinous rice, steamed with wooden barrels, mashed by young and strong men with a pestle on the stone mortar, and made into a dumpling by women while it is hot, and put into sugar water full of sesame seeds, which is soft and sweet and mouth-watering. In addition to the delicious food, it is mainly the process of pounding the mochi, the courtyard is full of the rhythmic sighing sound of the men pounding the pestle, the women's group of mochi talking and the children's laughter, so that the whole space is filled with joy and happiness.
