Steam beef lion head

Every time I think about it, I think about it. When it comes to home, it's mostly Mom's. For my children, the smell of home is really mother's because they have a cooking mother. But to me, my childhood memory tastes like my dad, because my dad's a real eater. I was a child of material deprivation, but fortunately at that time my father used to run north and south, and food was Dad's favorite. Every time he comes back from the field, he does not bring clothes for our sisters, but different foods everywhere. And Dad's special cook, and he's got a lot of cooking friends, and I can still remember his friends who worked as chefs in state restaurants. Dad's coming back from all over the country with a lot of food that we can't see here, and they're always here to talk about cooking. I didn't do it, but I didn't put a lot of stuff in my head. And then when I got a family, I had a place in the kitchen where my dad used to cook for my kids. This lion's head is one of them. It's just the beef I used for my kids this time, not the pork Dad used。