A bowl of stories about my mother's miso soup, what I left behind is soup, and what I left behind is also a permanent love, in love, drinking the soup of my mother's memories and growing up, this is the greatest happiness in the most unfortunate.

I'm very honest, I hate eating, what kind of state have I reached? It's like Jia Baoyu said that when she met a girl, it was as clear as water and refreshing, while men were dirty mud, so if you push it like this, rice is "dirty mud" for me.

Now every time I eat, it seems to be torturing me, no matter how white and fat the rice is served in the bowl, it definitely can't arouse any of my appetite, so that my parents think that I have anorexia, in fact, no.

The stomach seems to be delicate, but whenever you eat out, you will have an upset stomach. When I was just in high school, because I was not used to the food in the cafeteria, I endured diarrhea for a week, and I lost weight when I got home. Then, what awaited me was a lot of digestive discomfort, constipation, and gradually, I began to refuse to eat, as if subconsciously eating was not a pleasant thing for me.

For a while, I was a little fat, and at that time, I remembered that I used to hold my calf and tell my mother that my leg had finally become thicker, and I didn't need to be called a bamboo pole. As everyone knows, if you gain weight a little, you regret it again.

Now, the last thing I want to hear people say is that you are too thin to look good, and your face is almost gone...... God knows how I will lose weight? I get thinner when I want to grow meat, and I grow meat when I want to be thinner, it's not something I can control~

But something started to change, and I wanted to go back to the feeling I used to have when I wanted to go home for dinner.

After all, eating with my parents is a very small thing, but for me, I want to make it a very grand event. Last night, out of interest, I made a dinner, fried pork with broccoli, soaked purple cabbage, sour, crunchy, and the wrong potato stewed duck, the duck meat has not yet been stewed, with a very strong chewiness, but the potatoes are gone, and finally put it on the plate, I have to say, it looks very ...... Unsightly~ turned into duck mashed potatoes. However, the taste is very good, whether it is potatoes or duck fast, it is very flavorful.

Although I don't cook often, I still have a good way to cook, and my mother especially loves to eat the pancakes I make, and she is like a child at home arguing with me to make pancakes for her, although she says that she is not happy, but her heart is still very happy.

At home, we often stew soup, chicken soup, duck soup, pork rib soup, with kelp, red dates, goji berries, large slices of ginger, dried chilies, and miso soup from small flowers.

Maybe when you eat it, you don't feel anything, and every time you look at the white smoke spit out of the soup pot, accompanied by the fragrance, you will sense how long it will take little bit, and then, wait slowly, listening to the gurgling sound in it.

Eating fragrant is also a kind of happiness, the happiness I missed, now, I want to make up for it little by little, I also want to be like Xiaohua, learn my mother's "miso soup", in the days to come, do it for my parents, and do it for the people I love~ Before that, I still have more places to study!