世界上有太多太多的缘分。千里姻缘一线牵,说的是婚姻的缘分;但愿人长久、千里共婵娟,说的是朋友之间的缘分;我这篇拙文记述的是爷爷、父亲和我三代人的爱粮节粮缘。第一次当“大厨”我的爱粮节粮情缘,源于爷爷给我上的爱粮节粮“第一课”。7岁那年除夕,爷爷说:“鹏鹏,今年的年饭你来煮。”“好哩!”我欢快地盛了满满一碗米倒进锅里,谁知手没端稳,一把米掉到了地上。“把米捡起来!”爷爷怒气冲冲地指着掉在地上的米命令我道。“不就是一小把米吗?”我撅着嘴满脸不 There are too many fate in the world. My name is the fate of the marriage; I hope this is a long time, thousands of miles total Chanjuan, saying that the fate of friends; my article is my grandfather, my father and my three generations of love food grain margin . For the first time when “Chef ” My love for food, food, from my grandfather to my love for food “Lesson ”. 7 years old that year New Year’s Eve, my grandfather said: “Peng Peng, you have to cook this year’s annual dinner.” “” Miles! “I joyfully filled with a bowl of rice poured into the pot, Steady, a meter fell to the ground. ”Pick up the rice!“ Grandpa angrily pointed at the rice on the ground ordered me. ”Is not it a small meter?“ ”I pout my face