Mom's noodles

That day, I decided to go to the kitchen personally and ask my mother what I want to eat today. Mother said, just eat noodles, save trouble and do it well. I know that as a mother who has eaten a whole-day pasta, the favorite food in this life is noodles. So, I decided to make a handmade noodle, so that the elderly who have spent more than a year will have a good meal.

Under the mother's specific guidance, after some noodles with noodles and noodles, the white smooth and tender noodles were done, and the mother exaggerated me. She said that my noodle craftsmanship has grown a lot, and it is time to catch up with her. In the mother's praise, I gave her old man a full bowl and placed it in front of her. Looking at my mother's relishing the noodles I made, my thoughts couldn't help but fly to the past, flying to the vicissitudes of the past.

It was a day thirty years ago, and the mother brought the noodles that had just been made up. The mother said: "Be obedient, children, don't worry about eating, wait a little while." At this time, our brothers and sisters, who are already hungry, watched the fragrant noodles, and wanted to eat a full bowl immediately, but At this time, the mother did not let us eat, and my heart was inevitably confused. We are busy asking the mother: "Mother, why can't you eat?" The mother whispered: "Now eat hot mouth, good boy, mother knows that you are hungry, but you can eat it after a short while." The spaghetti in the porcelain pot is full of sparse noodles, and it feels really hot.

So, the three brothers and sisters to be good children to be obedient to the mother, sitting at the table awkwardly, looking silly as the noodles slowly cool. At this point, I turned my eyes to my mother. She was only thirty years old when she was young, but her face was covered with fine wrinkles. I know that this is a concrete manifestation of hard life and vicissitudes of life, so that this kind and loving mother will become older too early.

In fact, at this time, our brothers and sisters, in addition to looking at their mothers from time to time, are more eyes staring straight at the noodles in the basin. Staring at the noodles is to let it cool down quickly, seeing the mother wants to let She promised us to enjoy the noodles as soon as possible. At this time, my mother kept staring at the pot noodles until the pot noodles became more full and expanded by a few rare ones. Mother gave us a bowl of each, let us eat slowly.

It is said that it is quite full of bowls. In fact, there is not much. In a short while, we are like a cloud, and we eat the noodles. Then I looked at the noodle pot with only a little soup, and looked at my mother. At this time, my mother was watching us. Her caressing eyes and a satisfying smile on her lips. In fact, the mother did not even want to drink the remaining noodle soup in the noodle, but instead gave us three brothers and sisters in the bowl, let us drink quickly.

When the mother packed the tableware, she saw a small piece of fallen noodles on the table. She saw her carefully picking up the noodles and sending them to the mouth, trying to suck into the mouth. At this time, some wet sticky noodles were stained on the mother's chapped lips, and did not let the mother smoothly suck into the mouth. The mother had to use the tongue to roll the noodles into the mouth and taste it slowly. Then, the mother said to herself: "Mother eats more in the morning, is not hungry, and will do more for you next time. Mother knows that when you are long, you need to eat more."

In fact, we all know that there have been no "white noodles" in the family for several days. At noon that day, it was the mother who ran a few more before borrowing a half-spot "white noodles" for us to make a pot of noodles.

After many years, I realized the mother's good intentions. She didn't let us eat noodles right away. I wanted to let the noodle soup swell the noodles, which would make it look more. I hope we can all be full.

Now that life is good, the three brothers and sisters who were ignorant in the past have had their own world after years of hard work. We have lived a happy life and have not forgotten to share our parents' happiness in the city. However, they have been working hard for half a century. Mothers are taking care of their young grandchildren and don't forget to do some housework for us. When we are busy for a day, when we return home, we can always eat the delicious meals made by our mothers, especially the beautiful and delicious rice that can be enjoyed by the mother. At this time, the mother always has a very satisfying happiness.

On that day, my mother carefully tasted the noodles I made, and tasted the vicissitudes of the past, feeling the joy of life today, and happiness filled my heart.

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