Do you like the Double Ninth Festival?

On the first day of September, two suns meet, commonly known as "Double Ninth Festival", which is my favorite traditional festival. As the saying goes, "I miss my loved ones more on holidays", and every holiday reminds me of my relatives and friends in my hometown.

I like spending the Double Ninth Festival in my hometown best. On the day before the Double Ninth Festival, children will ask their parents or grandmothers to make tung leaf cakes. Eat it. Picking fresh phoenix tree leaves from the mountain, washing them for later use, frying peanuts, bacon, sausages and other ingredients to taste delicious, mashing them, adding some wild vegetables and brown sugar, wrapping them with flour, kneading them into glutinous rice cakes, wrapping them with phoenix tree leaves, or steaming or boiling them, and then using them. The taste is sweet and tender, and the aroma is unforgettable.

In the past, my hometown was very poor, and I could only eat Tung Yeba once or twice on holidays. And most of them are made of wild vegetables, and there are few meat buns. If a child is lucky enough to eat tung leaf cakes with meat bags, other children will be envious. I remember once on the Double Ninth Festival, grandma made some tung leaf cakes with wild vegetables and a little flour, and specially left me the only tung leaf cake wrapped in eggs. I took it in my hand, and although I was greedy as hell, I still couldn't bear to eat it all at once, for fear that I would finish it this time and lose it next time. I wanted to save it for tasting. But at this moment, the dog at home jumped out and took the tung leaf cake. Angry and anxious, I ran after the dog. Grandma saw it and scolded the dog at the same time, trying to get Tung Yeba back. But people are not as fast as dogs, and soon dogs disappear without a trace. I burst into tears sadly. Grandma comforted me by saying that she would pack me another omelet. I searched the whole house and couldn't find another egg. On that year's Double Ninth Festival, I sat at the table with tears in my eyes, and I ate rough and unpalatable wild vegetables with adults, and I couldn't tell what it was like.