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My childhood memory is that the sugar triangle is one of the steamed buns that I often clamored for my mother to make. I remember when my mother was making steamed buns, I would feel itchy with my little hands and want to touch the dough. My mother would randomly pull out a small lump of dough for me to play with, and I would catch the flour like my mother. Nowadays, my mother’s craftsmanship has been inherited. The taste is still the same, but the shape is a little fancier than the original. This can be regarded as a sign of learning and progress
