Exclusive Chinese New Year delicacies for them

Mondo Technology Updated on 2024-02-01

Looking for the dragon in the New Year, I watched the food show and saw the gourmet oil bread in Guanzhong, Shaanxi, and the stuffing of the bun was actually made of oil and noodles with some green onions, and my friend said on the side: "Is such a greasy thing delicious?" I really don't dare to eat more. ”

I suddenly remembered that when I was a child, the eldest of my family loved to eat similar oil buns. At the end of the month, his mother steamed steamed buns, and specially steamed one or twenty oil buns for him to keep, which was a delicacy that the eldest brother enjoyed alone.

After killing the pigs every winter, my mother would refine some lard residue and keep it for my eldest brother to make "oily buns". I don't remember how to do it, I was still young, and I couldn't learn how to cook with my mother before I got on the board, so I had to make a fire in front of the stove.

I've also tasted oily buns, and when I take a bite of the oil, it's far worse than meat buns. No one in the family likes to eat this kind of bun, but the eldest brother likes it.

When the eldest brother came back during the Chinese New Year, his mother would give him hot oil buns and let him take more of them.

The eldest brother can eat four or five in a meal, maybe because of the lack of oil and water at that time, but now, half of the eldest brother with high blood lipids dare not eat.

The fried buns all belong to the eldest brother, and I am not hungry at all, but there is this kind of food that my eldest brother-in-law wants, but I have coveted it for a long time.

At that time, there was only one son-in-law in the family, the eldest brother-in-law, and the mother said that the pig's trotters were for the son-in-law, which meant that the son-in-law came to the door diligently.

The four pigs' trotters were all kept, waiting for the second eldest sister to return to the door.

I was dissatisfied: "What about a pig with four trotters, is it all for the eldest brother-in-law?" Aren't there four girls in our family? Give me a share to eat, can't I eat it in advance? ”

My family listened to my childish words and burst into laughter. My brother laughed at me: "That's for my son-in-law." You're a little yellow-haired girl, and you'll have a son-in-law when you grow up. ”

I argued: "Sooner or later, I will have a son-in-law, can't I eat his share in advance?" Anyway, it's not for your sons. ”

Everyone laughed even harder, and they came up to rub my hair, pinch my face, and praise me for being a ghost.

Hum! I obviously saw the pig's trotters for my eldest brother-in-law, and my eldest sister ate them too.

I secretly swore in my heart: "In order to be able to eat pig's trotters as soon as possible, I have to grow up quickly so that I can find a son-in-law as soon as possible." ”

This eldest brother-in-law is too good to eat, and he has eaten all the pig's trotters, and he has not left any of them.

As for whether he was told to eat it all, or was packed and taken away by him, I don't remember, anyway, the mother-in-law loves her son-in-law the most, which is understandable.

I have been thinking about pig's trotters for many years, which has led me to have a unique complex for pig's trotters.

After going to work and paying wages, I often go to buy pig's trotters to eat, even if I have eaten in the canteen, I have to gnaw a pig's trotters, while gnawing on the pig's trotters fiercely, while hatefully thinking: "Without a son-in-law, we can eat pig's trotters." ”

I remember that when I was a child, my family had a large population, and it was really lively during the New Year's holidays. The oily buns are exclusive to the eldest brother, and the pig's trotters are exclusive to the eldest brother-in-law.

No one eats the oil buns except the eldest brother, but the pig's trotters are not eaten if we want to.

Their mother's affection for them was envied in their exclusive cuisine. Am I not my mother's favorite little daughter?

And poor me, it seems that there is no food exclusive to me, and now I think about it with a little regret.

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