Homemade ingredients
VicentaLakin
Every time I get sick when I'm a kid, my mom buys me a pack of pines, with a rare meal and a clean stomach. Remember the classic three-hundred pine, which was packed in blue, with a boy carrying a bowl, happy thumbs and smiling. It's my favorite snack, but it tastes different now. If I remember correctly, Mom made a meat pine with an old coal stove, when the pine smell was unknown, but the scene was magic. But then she yelled too hard to do. A few days ago, it just got up and made itself up. At first, the hand was torn to the point of spitting blood, but later a simple way was found to be much easier. Just keep an eye on the fire, you can make pines without tearing。