Mom's "cat ear noodles"

When people reach middle age, whenever they think back to the "cat ear noodles" that they loved to eat most of their childhood, it is a different kind of aftertaste.

At that time, my mother was about the same age as me. As an ordinary township cadre, in addition to the busy day's work, the busiest task should be to make three meals a day for the five children who went to school early and greedily. In difficult times, white rice noodles were supplied as fine grains. In order to supplement the monthly rations and improve our diet, my parents often bought some soba noodles from the countryside. My mother's skillful cooking skills are coarse grains, turning over tricks to make us pasta. The best thing to eat is "cat ear noodles". At that time, my mother often wore a coarse cloth plaid top, with short brushed hair, and whenever my mother and face worked hard, the straight hair looked clean and neat. Mom rubbed the cat's ears while listening to the radio program, busy preparing a meal for a family of seven. Mom rubbed the "cat ear noodles" one by one, which was going to rub out the four bowls of noodles, and if you counted them, how many grains would it be! But the mother was skillful, rubbing it quickly, as if using grain by grain to pile up the beautiful expectations for a family.

Whenever five of our brothers and sisters came back from school, they would call out to my mother when I entered the hospital, and my mother was busy in the house and agreed. From the eldest sister to the younger brother answered five times, my mother was at ease. If you don't hear any of them shouting less, you are in a hurry, and you should go to find the work in your hands. Mom's face is tough and never sticks. After rubbing a large pot of "cat ear noodles", my mother lit the stove under the big iron pot, and the aroma of the pot with salted pork oil, sauerkraut foam, green onions, and sauce was still fragrant, and I still have endless memories! When the cooked "cat ear noodles" are fragrantly served on the Kang table, it is the most enjoyable moment for the family. When Dad and we ate sweaty, Mom ate very slowly. When I asked my mother why she was eating slowly, she said, "I rest for a while while eating, and I am happy to see you eat deliciously." "For Mom, this is such a simple happiness!"

Sometimes I see that my mother is very tired, so I say to my mother, "It's too much trouble to make cat ear noodles, roll out noodles, right?" "Mom said" Although it is more troublesome to do cat ear noodles, but Mom went to work for a day, sat down to rest, listened to the radio, work was also done, killed two birds with one stone, and enjoyed the spirit! I nodded as if I understood.

Year after year, the children left home one after another. When I was away from school, I could no longer eat the "cat ear noodles" at home. Whenever there was a winter or summer vacation, when our brother and sister returned home, and our mother asked us what kind of food we most wanted to eat, the brothers and sisters answered "cat ear noodles" in unison. When we ate the "cat ear noodles" that were strong and delicious, we felt that the taste of that noodles was not only delicious, it was the taste of warm home, it was the taste of mothers, and we said in unison, "It feels so good to go home!" Mom listened, and her face was full of happiness and happiness.

When we succeeded in school, we started a family one after another, and my mother also retired. Every weekend, my mother would call one by one and tell us to go home for dinner. Mom's legs and feet were also not flexible at this time, and it was very difficult to make noodles, and we all got on to help rub the noodles. Mom wore reading glasses and a camel cardigan, and her once dark and beautiful hair couldn't stand the years, and her hair was white. But Mom's face was more kind. Mom said, "When you were young, making cat ears noodles was something I was busy with, listening to the radio and enjoying it!" "Now retired, watching the TV series rub the cat's ear noodles is to pass the time. Make it and put it in the refrigerator and you can cook it at any time. But you are busy working one by one and do not come back, for me, although I rest at home every day, it is no longer enjoyable. Listening to these words said by my mother, our sisters and brothers were silent, and their hearts were very unhappy.

My mother passed the age of ancient rarity, suffered from hemiplegia, and had limited mobility. The appetite is also not good, can not eat the cold buckwheat pasta, my mother is very lost. Mom said, "I'm not free to eat now, and I can't eat what I want to eat the most, so you all come back on the weekend and get together to eat a meal of cat ears noodles!" We said, "You can't eat this meal either, make something else delicious." Mom said anxiously, "No, I just want to see you get together to eat the steaming cat's ear noodle atmosphere, and in the future I will see that you are getting less and less lively every day!" The sisters and brothers looked at each other, tears came out of their eyes, and quickly walked out of their mother's bedroom, busy rubbing noodles with their faces. During the meal, although the sisters and brothers were in a bad mood, they still pretended to joke happily, and laughed at the little sister when they were children and ate several bowls at a time. Mom sat in a wheelchair and smiled at Mimi watching. What a feeling in our hearts!

Just as our sister and brother were planning to celebrate their mother's eightieth birthday, the 79-year-old mother suddenly had a heart attack and died peacefully. There is no longer a scene in this world of a large family, elderly parents and children wrapped around their knees, steaming up and eating "cat ear noodles"! Now I realize that the noodles made by my mother are not only an ordinary bowl of home-cooked rice, but also a unique maternal love! The taste of motherhood, the deep love of motherhood, has now become an eternal memory!