Wang zai Xiao mantou in memory

On Saturday's holiday, Jiu Ge wants to go back to his hometown and stop by the supermarket to do some shopping. I shuttled in front of a dazzling array of shelves, and suddenly my eyes lit up: Wangzai Steamed Bread.

Haha, I didn't eat dinner yesterday, and I'm going to lose weight. I was hungry in the middle of the night, and suddenly I missed the taste of Wangzai steamed bread.

I haven't enjoyed that sweet, instant touch for a long time.

Decisively laid hands on him, touched two small bags, went to the car, tore them open, poured out a handful, and sent them to his mouth-still the familiar smell, which seems to have been forgotten for too long.

Yes, too long. Ten years have passed, and the young man has grown into a big man.

"Wang Zi steamed buns are my son's favorite!" I can't help moving on again.

-Wang Zi steamed bread was a supplementary food for my son when he was a child: I remember there are two kinds, one is Wang Zi steamed bread, and the other is forgotten, but it seems to be an imitation. It tastes bad, hard and fishy, and my son doesn't want to eat it once.

"Come and eat one, I feel back to my childhood!" I handed the little steamed bread to my son.

"I don't eat, why don't I remember that I love to eat steamed buns?" My son didn't sell me face.

Ha ha! Just like your uncle-when he was your age, he also said that he felt that he had grown up at once, as if he had forgotten what he was like when he was a child.

"At that time, you haven't weaned. We live in Wangtai. Every time your father comes home, he will bring you some bags. It seems that the genuine products are only available in Jiawang Commercial Building, and the rural areas are all imitations-two and a half pieces in a bag, fake 1 yuan, worth 8,000 years ... "I pour out, and someone in the passenger side has suddenly frowned.

I quietly closed my mouth and tasted the small steamed bread beside my hand alone.

Sweet, it melts in your mouth, and it smells like milk and eggs, as well as wind and rain and sunshine. ...

Just after breakfast, jiaozi with radish and pork stuffing is really not hungry, but the steamed bread still smells good in his mouth!

Maybe what I eat is not the taste at all, but the memory!

My son was weaned for eight months, and steamed bread is the only complementary food he likes to eat at ordinary times. Brother stingy loves children and saves money to buy them. I have eaten one or two occasionally, and more often I feed them to my son.

My neighbor's aunt is three years younger than me. We got married a year earlier and had children. My little brother is one and a half years older than my son. I also liked to eat steamed stuffed buns when I was a child.

My little aunt is full of childishness. She always takes delicious food in the child's hand and takes a bite intentionally or unintentionally.

"Mom always says that she is too young to know how to hurt her children-how can she take food from them?"

Ha ha! The little aunt is really a child-I have seen it many times. She snatched Wangzai's little steamed bread from her son, shouted and poured it into her mouth, laughing and eating well.

Who doesn't like to eat good food? Looking at her comely appearance, I couldn't help swallowing a few mouthfuls.

But I can't learn from her! Eat my son's meal, haha, I can't do it, even now!

As long as the son loves to eat, save it for the next meal.

The delicious taste of Wangzai steamed bread stayed in my memory and was deeply engraved in my mind. I was hungry occasionally and thought of it at the first time.

Wangzai steamed bread is not so delicious as unforgettable, but unforgettable that poor days!