The day my grandmother came home from surgery, her face was pale, and a pained expression appeared between her eyebrows from time to time. I was so distressed that I turned on the music and danced. At this time Grandma's face gradually got a smile, and gently said to me, "When I get better, I'll make you pancakes to eat." The scene from a year ago gradually came alive in my mind.
I was staying at my grandmother's house during the summer vacation, and at that time my grandmother's health was already very bad and she was often bedridden. One day at noon, the weather is very hot, although Grandpa also prepared a good meal for me, but I just refused to eat, but also do not know how to cry, in fact, the heart wants to eat Grandma's cooking, just to see her lying on the bed, the heart of the words swallowed. Probably Grandma heard my crying, slowly sat up from the bed, and said to me, "Don't cry, I'll go out and get you some delicious food." I immediately stopped crying and asked suspiciously, "Grandma, it's so hot outside, what are you going out for, I'll go with you?" She smiled and said, "It's cooler in the house, you stay at home and be obedient." After saying that, she walked toward the door. I thought to myself: what on earth is Grandma doing. I curiously looked out the window, only to see that Grandma had come downstairs and was slowly walking toward a patch of groundnuts not far in front of her. I didn't bother to look anymore. After a while, Grandma came back, actually holding a large handful of green vegetables in her hand, and said to me with a smile, "Wait for me, the delicious food will come out in a while." She didn't bother to take a break and immediately went into the kitchen, as if Grandma's body was not sick all of a sudden. I hurriedly followed her in. She quickly choose vegetables, wash vegetables, and then chopped, and stirred with eggs, flour, etc., not long after a fragrant cake out of the pot. I have been salivating for a long time, and immediately ate it. The cake is crispy and tender, but also with a strong fragrance of wild vegetables, I have never eaten the delicious. Grandma watched me eat, face happy flowers.
Thinking of this, I was already teary-eyed. In the light of tears, I seemed to see my grandmother again in the hot sun, in the sweltering ground, bowing, carefully looking for the fresh and tender wild vegetables, beads of sweat kept falling from her cheeks to the ground. At that moment, I seemed to smell the mellow fragrance of the cake again. At the end of the song, I went up and hugged my grandmother, wishing her a speedy recovery and hoping that her unceasing love would always be with me.