Corn loaf

Ever since I was a kid, I've had too much love for my mom's. Mother's eggcakes are simple: eggs, flour, onions, water, salt, just these foods, a luminous one, they smell like nothing else. When we were little, there were no pans, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pots, no pans, no pans, no pans, no pans, no pans, no pans, no pans, nothings, nothings like that. Every time I smell the scent, I can't wait. When I eat the first one, my mom makes the next one, and I can eat several of them. It's good to have an eggcake with corn grain in it, but can we get to the late-night dining room table。