Life is like a diary of porridge.

When I was a child, my life was very poor. Although I didn't eat the last meal, I ate very monotonous. I seldom eat white flour, but I often eat tortillas and corn porridge. Sometimes mixing a small amount of flour into corn flour can improve life. You can't eat a meal of meat all year round. Only during the Spring Festival can you have a meal of minced meat or dried meat dishes in jiaozi, which is called meat dishes, and there are not many pieces of meat in a sea bowl.

In order to taste a little meat when cooking, my mother will buy some fat and boil it into oil. Lard is essential when cooking or cooking noodles and wrapping jiaozi. Moreover, I especially like to eat the oil residue left over from cooking. I split the cake with a knife and wrap the oil residue in it, which is especially sweet to eat. After all these years, I still have the habit of eating oil residue. Although I know it's not good to eat that, I can't help eating a few small pieces every time my wife fries oil. In fact, even I can't figure out why I have a soft spot for oil residue, perhaps because it is a good memory of my hard childhood.

Oil residue can't be eaten if you want. What you often eat is corn porridge. I can cook corn porridge when I am five years old. My parents are working in the fields, and I have to look after my sister who has just been a few months while cooking. At that time, unlike now, there were electric cookers, induction cookers and liquefied gas, and only firewood was used for cooking. When I first learned to cook, I often didn't make a fire, which made the room full of smoke. My mother taught me hand in hand, "people should be real, and fire should be empty." There is too much firewood in the stove. No

When I was six years old, I could not only cook porridge, but also learn to paste cakes. This paste cake is also very particular, and it can only be pasted when the pot is hot. If the pan is not hot, the cake won't stick together.

Today's children, let alone five or six years old, few teenagers can cook. But cooking was not a problem for me at that time. What gives me a headache is my one-year-old sister, who follows my ass like a follower and hinders my work.

Once, when I was making a cake, I thought my sister was always following me, so I gave her a small spoon to play with the dirt in the yard. I was making a fire when I heard my sister crying loudly. I ran into the yard and saw my sister's mouth bleeding. Scared me, I quickly took my sister to the village clinic. After a few steps, I lost my strength. Fortunately, a kind person passed by and dragged my sister to the clinic. Later, my parents came back from other places.

I'm afraid something will happen to my sister and my parents will blame me. Fortunately, my sister just scraped the skin in her mouth with a spoon, and it didn't matter. It was the cooking pot that leaked the water. My parents didn't complain about me, but my father bought a new pot from the market.

From then on, whenever I was cooking, my sister made a scene, so I tied her to a small tree. That is a locust tree, as thick as a child's arm. My sister won't make trouble when she is tied to a tree. She won't cry until her parents come home. ...

Perhaps it is because I have developed the habit of cooking since I was a child. After we got married, I lived apart from my parents. When my business is not busy, I basically cook. Years have lost time, but they have also accumulated my cooking experience. I think, if I were a cook, I would be a good cook. After reading the menu several times, I can cook many dishes. Although the color and smell are not good, it can be said that.

In today's affluent days, rice, millet, glutinous rice, red beans, mung beans and other foods are all available, and we will never worry about not having rice again. In summer, I will cook lotus seed soup with rock sugar, one pot at a time, and I can eat several meals in the refrigerator. After the weather is cold, I will cook eight-treasure porridge to warm my stomach.

Porridge is never cooked with an electric cooker, but with a liquefied gas stove. Fire for a while, then simmer. This bowl of porridge looks simple to make, but it really needs to be cooked. If you are not careful, you can't eat it.

Think about it carefully, life is like porridge, and when you are young, your temper is like fire. Couples quarrel when they disagree. When people reach middle age, they smooth each other's edges and corners, just like porridge, and their passion is gone. On the contrary, it seems very weak, without fiery emotions, but like a right-hand man, holding hands without feeling. If one hand is really lost, the other hand will be very lost.

Marriage is like porridge, some people get more fragrant when they cook, while others get more mushy when they cook.