Mom’s Tomato Sauce

It is almost late autumn, and the tomatoes in the vegetable garden of the unit are still full of fruits. The strings of tomatoes are weighing down the bamboo pole frame that is supporting it. After a long holiday, no one picked it, and the branches were covered with red branches.

Looking at the tomatoes under the shelf, a lot of them have fallen, which makes people feel very sad.

I decided to pick some and make tomato sauce. I heard from my mother a few days ago that she made tomato sauce and had some empty bottles left, which I could use.

After all these years, my mother still follows the past habit of making tomato sauce every autumn and storing it for winter. I find it too troublesome and too lazy to do it. In addition, I have been eating at work these years, and eating a few meals at home is just fine, so I don’t want to do these things.

The vegetable garden of the unit was only developed in recent years. It was developed in response to the unit's energy conservation and emission reduction, and to save expenditure and reduce consumption. Firstly, it can save costs for the unit, and secondly, it can allow all employees to eat truly pollution-free and pollution-free pure natural green vegetables.

Yesterday I told my mother that when I come over again, I will bring the tomato bottles with me. I just fell asleep at noon when I was woken up by the ringing of my mobile phone. I closed my eyes and answered the phone impatiently. It was my mother, saying that she would be here to deliver bottles in a while. I agreed impatiently, thinking that my mother must have remembered her new TV and brought me a bottle by the way.

My parents bought a new house in the same community as me. My parents are getting older and my younger siblings are no longer around. In order to take care of them more conveniently, they bought a community with me. From buying the house to decorating it, I did it all by myself, and the decoration was basically over. My father has not been able to move easily since his surgery this year, but my mother has been coming here frequently recently. This morning, the TV my sister bought online was also delivered. I think my mother came here specifically to watch TV.

After hanging up the phone, I still stayed in bed and didn’t want to come out. The temperature has dropped sharply in the past few days, and I can't sleep without a quilt at noon. There was a ringing of the doorbell, and I got out of the quilt. My husband went to open the door, and I quickly folded the quilt and got dressed. When my mother came in, she saw me like this and said with a smile, "Did I scare you to sleep?" As he spoke, he took out a small box of cans and bottles from his handbag. The bottle is a small can bottle that my mother usually saves, and she has already cleaned it.

I picked out the tomatoes I brought back one by one and washed them in the sink. I also put a pot of water on the induction cooker and turned it on high. The first step in making tomato sauce is to scald them in boiling water to peel them off.

Seeing that I had to go to work in five minutes, I immediately changed my clothes and went out. I told my mother to do it alone first and I would be back soon.

My home is right next to my work, only two minutes away. I originally bought my house here just for the sake of proximity. This year I also had the honor of decorating my parents' house, and I ran two or three times a day without missing a beat from work. However, there is also a reason for relying on the old and selling the old.

I sat down at my desk and thought about what I had to do in the afternoon. I first applied for the heating fee and submitted it to the leader for approval. I quickly took the bus to get two building door keys for my mother. Now that my brain is not working, it is impossible to do this on the way.

Then I went home directly. My mother had already packed it and was steaming it in the steamer. Mom was dozing out of boredom and was awakened by the sound of my opening the door. Look at the time, twenty minutes are up and the tomato sauce is steamed. My mother and I put the hot tomato bottle on a soft cloth, tightened the cap, and took it out.

Nowadays, this kind of bottle is just makeshift. When I was a child, I used infusion bottles. Our health center never lacked these. The bottle cap is made of rubber and seals well. When steaming, insert a thick needle tube on the rubber cover to release the air. When steaming is done, pull it out. After cooling, a negative pressure will be formed, which can be stored for two or three years.

After packing up, I took my mother to the property management company to refund the renovation deposit. She was not there, so I found out that she would be back next week. Let's go to the new house. First, I let my mother watch TV, and then according to the security door key instructions, I discarded the decoration key and replaced it with the official key. My mother and I each took one.

I went back to my house and packed together the mooncakes I brought back from my sister’s house for my mother, the warm patches I bought for my parents, and my father’s favorite roasted sweet potatoes that I just bought. Okay, let’s go out, my mother will take the bus home, and I will go to work again.

Fortunately, it's close and I still have an hour to go before getting off work.

When I got home in the evening, the tomato sauce hadn’t cooled down yet, so I couldn’t help but open a bottle and take a sip from the bottle. It still tasted sour and sweet in my memory. This is my childhood favorite. Especially in the spring when there is no harvest, when I come home from school, I am thirsty and hungry, and the rice is not yet cooked, so I open a bottle of tomato sauce, stand the mouth of the bottle on my mouth, and "gudong, gudong" after a few sips, the bottle is full. Or flip it over and add brown sugar, it will be even more delicious!

Just as I was drinking and reminiscing, I suddenly woke up. My mother came specifically to make tomato sauce for me today, and I didn't even expect it. She was stupid enough to think that her mother was here to see her new TV. I couldn't help but feel annoyed with myself again.

In the past two years, my parents' health has gradually become worse than before, and I have more and more things to worry about. I have become less and less patient with my parents' attitude, and I often dislike them for not understanding anything. , can’t do anything, and is very stubborn.

Since I am also a bit deaf, I rely on sporadic information and eye observations for many things, and then use my own life experience to infer. Often when a thing reaches them, it is far from its essence.

Fortunately, I learned how to use WeChat. My mother often forwarded some shocking insider information and some pseudo-scientific health and wellness knowledge to our family’s WeChat group. At first, she even called us to tell us, but later After many criticisms from us, we stopped calling, but we still sent messages on WeChat. A few days ago, my mother forwarded another piece of health knowledge that looking at mobile phones while sleeping is bad for the eyes. When my sister was on the phone with me, she smiled and said to me, “Did you see that?” Mom sent it to you!

Later I also thought that parents will always be parents, and children will always be children. In the eyes of parents, no matter how old the child is, he or she is still a child. Where the child is, the heart of the parent will be there. where! Although parents are old, they still love their children in their own way!