Pancakes and pickles

in the afternoon, I saw that there were not many meals at home, so I went shopping in the supermarket. When I saw yellow burritos and black pickles, I bought a big bag without hesitation, which is my favorite!

Some people will say that the famous food in Shandong is pancakes with scallion dipped in sauce. Why do you like to eat pancakes with pickles? Listen to me in detail.

I was born in a poor and backward rural area in the late 197s. At that time, there was no rice planted in the village, and the yield of wheat was low. The highest yield was corn. Every household piles corn into a small pile, like a small yurt.

At first, we didn't split up, and my mother couldn't bake pancakes. We lived with our grandparents. There are a dozen people in this large family, and eating is a big problem. Therefore, every morning, my uncle and aunt will take turns grinding. Once when I got up early, it was incredible to see them doze off while pushing the mill. Later, I learned by myself that it is really annoying to do one thing repeatedly!

The ground corn paste, grandma will scrape it in a big pot, bring it to the tobacco, and then bake pancakes. Grandma has been dead for two years, and I often dream of her baking pancakes. Grandma gently called my birth name and handed me the delicious pancakes as if they were in front of me.

Later, when I was in primary school, my mother learned to bake pancakes and pickles, and it was quite "shine on you is better than blue", so we separated from my grandparents. Because grandma's family grows rice, she often gives a little rice. When my family cooked rice porridge, my uncles and aunts would come to eat rice, and they often quarreled about who ate an extra spoonful. Of course, pancakes are still the staple food, and white-flour steamed bread and rice porridge are only eaten once in a while.

on the first and second days of junior high school, I stayed at a classmate's house in Lincang village. When studying in the evening, everyone uses a kerosene lamp to blacken his forehead. Because I go home once a week, I will bring a big bag of pancakes and a can of pickles, and of course I will also eat at my classmates' house. Impressively, because I often don't take a bath, I have lice on my head and body.

in the third grade, because of the school merger, I went to the middle school in the town center again, and the meals I took were pancakes and pickles, and occasionally I went to buy some cold dishes. Because Mr. Song, the head teacher, runs a canteen, his cold dishes are very popular. Every day at noon and in the last section of the afternoon, we are nervously preparing for the puncture, fearing that we will be late and there will be no cold dishes.

one thing, I have always felt guilty about my mother. In the second half of the third semester, after I went out after class, I heard someone calling my nickname, and it was my mother at first sight. Because she was not well dressed, I reluctantly pulled her away from the classroom and said, "What are you doing here!" " Mom also saw what I meant at that time, dropped off the things and left. As I get older, I often feel guilty. I should always remember that "a son is never too ugly for his mother"!

When I was in senior high school, I was admitted to County No.1 Middle School. The living conditions at home have improved to some extent. My mother gives me 1 yuan every month and I can eat a meal in the school cafeteria every day. Of course, pancakes and pickles are still the staple food, with a little fried tofu and boiled eggs.

Fortunately, my cousin and brother-in-law teach at school. Every weekend, they invite me to dinner. My head teacher is very kind to me and always cares about me. Once, I fainted in the evening self-study, and the teacher took me to the hospital by bike. After examination, the doctor said it was hypoglycemia and lack of nutrition. The teacher not only paid the examination fee for me, but also invited me home for dinner the next day. With their support, I finally got into the university. I can't forget their kindness. I go to see them every holiday.

Pancakes and pickles have always accompanied me on my way to school. Although I eat less now, I still have a soft spot for them.