那是一年寒假，我到乡下看望爷爷，正好赶上爷爷家蒸年糕。
That was one winter vacation, and I went to the countryside to visit my grandfather. It happened to be my grandfather's house steaming rice cakes.
蒸年糕的大黄米是在前一天晚上泡好的，第二天早晨反复淘洗沥干，我随着爷爷家牵着毛驴大张旗鼓地奔向碾道。碾道里塞满了人，有占碾道的，有闲唠嗑的，这场面热闹而和谐。
The big yellow rice for steaming rice cakes was soaked the night before, and the next morning it was washed and drained repeatedly. I followed my grandfather's house and led my donkey to the grinding track with great fanfare. The road was filled with people, some occupying the road and some chatting leisurely. The scene was lively and harmonious.来源 wwW.ZUowEnbA.nET
蒸年糕必用的芸豆，须事先煮好。我和年幼的妹妹，每人都能分上半碗，奶奶还给我们碗里加了红糖，一大团入口，满嘴香甜。
The kidney beans that are essential for steaming rice cakes must be cooked in advance. My young sister and I can each share half of the bowl, and my grandmother even added brown sugar to our bowl. It's a big ball that tastes sweet and delicious.
蒸年糕大都在晚上，铁锅里添了水，架上新编的“平底”，等蒸汽上涌，便铺一层芸豆，然后均匀地铺洒刚碾回来的黄米面。用不了多长时间，就闻到了黍面的醇香。这是浓烈但异常亲切的香气，如同阔别多年的话语冲向耳朵。
Most steamed rice cakes are made at night, with water added to the iron pot and a newly made "flat bottom" on the shelf. When the steam rises, a layer of kidney beans is spread on top, and then the freshly ground yellow rice noodles are evenly sprinkled. It didn't take long to smell the mellow aroma of millet flour. This is a strong but exceptionally friendly aroma, like words that have been separated for many years rushing towards the ears.
年糕要揭锅了，锅盖一掀，一轮耀眼的金黄直撞眼帘，加之闪着润泽的光芒，在我们眼中，竟如中秋之夜刚刚升起的月亮，又如一轮硕大的黄金。我敢说，任谁，也不曾见过这么大的一坨黄金。在场的都要吃上一点，我和妹妹是尝个新鲜，大人们主要尝尝黏不黏，奶奶还会放上红糖，妹妹却把红糖抓起来，一次性全部入口。奶奶不禁奚落她：“有米一锅，有柴一灶，红糖是那样吃的么？”
The rice cake is about to be removed from the pot, and as soon as the lid is lifted, a dazzling golden hue hits our eyes. Combined with a moist glow, in our eyes, it is like the moon just rising on a Mid Autumn Festival night, and also like a huge round of gold. I dare say that no one has ever seen such a large pile of gold. Everyone present wants to eat a little. My sister and I are trying something fresh. Adults mainly taste whether it's sticky or not. Grandma even puts brown sugar on it, but my sister picks it up and takes it all at once. Grandma couldn't help but taunt her, 'With a pot of rice and a stove of firewood, is brown sugar eaten like that?'
第二天早饭一过，只要出门见了人，保证听到这样的对话：
After breakfast the next day, whenever you go out and meet someone, make sure to hear this conversation:
“年糕粘不粘？”
Is the rice cake sticky or not
“粘！”
Sticky
“粘不粘牙？”
Will it stick to your teeth
“粘牙，粘的嘴都张不开，上牙下牙粘一块了。”
Sticky teeth, my mouth can't even open, my upper and lower teeth are stuck together
正月里常吃年糕，但不会顿顿有糖，偶尔奶奶会挖出指肚那么大一点儿的糖，还叮嘱“这东西咸，少吃，吃多了齁嗓子。”糖不是甜的么？怎么会是咸的？这个疑团一直留在我的记忆里。
I often eat rice cake in the first lunar month, but I don't have sugar in every meal. Occasionally, my grandmother would dig out sugar that is a little bigger than my finger's belly and remind me, 'This thing is salty, eat less, eat too much, it will make my throat sore.' Isn't sugar sweet? How could it be salty? This mystery has always remained in my memory.
现在回想起来，那些蘸糖的日子，那些吃煮芸豆的日子，都从记忆深处涌出来，让我感到无比快乐，幸福！
Looking back now, those days of dipping in sugar, those days of eating boiled kidney beans, all burst out of my memory, making me feel incredibly happy and content!