Corns

There is one thing I truly miss

from Shanghai

It’s the endless corns in summer

Every time my mother said

“I bought corns”

It means she bought

a lot of kilos

of that kind of

corns from Jiangnan area

which have a lighter color than those from north China or America

almost white

There were so many of them

in pot

I could poke them

to pick the tenderest one to eat

After some days

my mother would put the rest in freezer

and steam some of them time by time

Do you know what is “carefree”

It’s the endless corns in pot

There would never be too few

and I don’t need to worry

if there were too many