When I was young, did you know what the "Supreme" level snacks are on our campus? It is lucky instant noodles , which costs 80 cents a pack.
When I was young, my family was poor, so it was already very difficult for parents to support four children. It is a luxury to ask for food and clothing, let alone enjoy delicious food. At that time, the most luxurious meal in my family was dipped in the steamed buns that were just out of the pot and dipped in the homemade sauce beans , and also the noodles cooked with pickles leaves. Or when my father made tofu in the winter, he sold the remaining tofu, and added chili noodles, stir-fried and steamed in a pot, and put it in a rice dish. It was delicious.
The first time I ate instant noodles was given to me by my neighbor's house - a relative. She is the same age as me, and I call her mother and elder sister. By seniority, she should call me uncle. Her parents work in the provincial capital and will send her back to the village for a winter and summer vacation. Every time she comes, it will attract onlookers. The mud monkeys in the village have never seen exquisite children like dolls.
She asked me to go down to the ground to cut pig grass , and she gave me something delicious, but I refused. Who would like to bring a cute follower who always loves to cry? But she opened the bag of lucky instant noodles and let me taste it, so I agreed with a snort.
Fried golden dough cakes smell very fragrant. She held the bag and asked me to bite it. I carefully leaned over and bite it gently. -C chewed it gently. It is fragrant, very fragrant, a taste that has never been experienced before. Then she crushed the dough in the bag and asked me to tear her apart the seasoning bag, sprinkle it in, and then pinch the bag and shake it. The rustling sound was like a bag containing something amazing. She shook the instant noodles well and poured some into the palm of her hand, and handed them to me. I hesitated and licked it, and a stream of extreme freshness filled the cavity, and saliva immediately gushed out. She said that if every time I went to work and took her with me, she would bring me a pack of instant noodles. Method, this taste is so tempting, I agree very unpromisingly. She smiled happily, and I looked at her smiling face, as if a conspiracy had succeeded. The sweat on my face reminded me of the dew-colored grass in the early morning of July.
crushed instant noodles, golden pieces, are drooling seasonings. I am really embarrassed to eat from her palm again. Such feeding always reminds me of the way Aunt Erzhuzi Xiuhua in the village. I said you fell on my hand. She said no, saying my hands were too dirty. I spread my hands and looked at her hands, and then looked at her hands. They were really dirty. So for the first time, my face turned red because my hands were too dirty. Her hands are delicate, fair, and still have a little pink color, just like the little hands of a newborn baby or the tender lotus root that has just been picked. And what about my hands? It was as dark as if I had just taken the bottom of the pot, and there was a thick black mud in my nails that were not ginseng. Put four hands together to compare, like peeling old trees and newly sprouted buds.
Before this, I never felt that there was any problem not washing my hands. But for some reason, this time I suddenly felt ashamed of not washing my hands, and became a little angry. I pushed her to the ground and spread the instant noodles all over the floor. I became even more angry and said angrily, your daughters in the city are just pretentious, what's wrong with us rural people not washing their hands? If you dislike the countryside, you get out and don't come in the future. She was a little unresponsive and sat on the ground and stared at me blankly. Then, tears fell across her long eyelashes and wet her face from the corners of her eyes and dripped into the dust. When she cried, she was different from other children. First, the eyes began to wet, and then they gathered into tears and slid down on their face. Then the tip of the nose turned red and began to whimper. Then sit with your hands holding your knees and bury your face on your legs. The slender neck looks a bit beautiful like a swan. When she cries, she always does this, and she will not cry loudly or she will not cry silently. He always raised his head and was stunned, then hugged his legs, lowered his head, and sobbed in a low voice. It has not changed many years later.
As the eldest son in the family, it is a common thing to take care of younger brothers and sisters. The most annoying thing is that the children cry. But for some reason, her crying made me feel panicked and terrified, as if I had broken the exquisite porcelain and destroyed something beautiful. I wanted to turn around and run away, but I didn't know why my footsteps were nailed to the ground.I was a little at a loss and wanted to pat her on the shoulder, but looking at my dirty hands, I regretted it. I should wash my hands frequently. The more she cried, the sadder she looked, and her fair neck, which was twitching from time to time, began to turn slightly red. I was a little panicked and said, "I, me, me, me, me, right, right, right, right, right, right, sorry." She raised her head suddenly, laughed, and bubbles of snot appeared. Damn it, it's so embarrassing, I stuttered in a hurry. Fortunately, she looked up. I quickly said, right, right, sorry, I shouldn't push you. Square, square and instant noodles were also sprinkled and sprinkled. After saying that, I wanted to find a mouse hole to crawl into it, a terrible thing.
I hesitated and stretched out my dirty hand, but she pulled it hard and got up from the ground. I quickly broke away and said, "You go back to wash your face, I go back to wash your hands." After saying that, he turned around and ran away, as if he was chasing a group of wild dogs behind him.
hurriedly ran home, and my mother asked me why I was back? Didn’t I go to mow the grass? I said I forgot to sharpen the sickle, so I’ll go. The pink plastic basin has faded its original color and has a cracked mouth. I got to the water pressing well, took half a basin of water, and washed my hands first. Qingshui quickly turned gray, but her hands were still black. I asked my mom if there was any washing powder, and my mom said what you should do to wash clothes when you sharpen your sickle. I said my hands were too dirty, so I washed them. My mother said she was pretentious and she would wash her hands if she had nothing to do. I was silent for a moment and didn't say anything, staring at my dirty hands in a daze. I was stunned for a long time, and then I pulled the sickle a few times, then carried the basket and went out.
Push open the creaking gate and see her squatting in the corner of the courtyard wall. She whispered to me, and I turned around and walked into the yard. My mother said why is it back? I said the sickle was a little loose, so I found a hammer and took a look. My mother said I think you are a lazy donkey on the ground today, and you are slow to beat. I didn't say anything, rushed into the main hall and looked for hammers everywhere. I heard her say to my mother when she wants to, "My grandma, is Xiaofeng at home?" My mother teased her and said, "How can you call Xiaofeng?" You should call me uncle." She said I wanted to go mow the grass with him, but my mother said he was repairing the sickle and asked your uncle to take you with him later. While talking, he called me. It’s said that Xiaodan is here, you take her to mow the grass.
I didn't find the hammer, held the sickle handle, slammed the door a few times, carried the basket, said, let's go, and then pushed the door out. I walked very quickly, and she followed her trotted all the way behind. She called me a name and said I was a stingy person. She forgives me even if I push her, I am still so stingy. I stopped, didn't say anything, waiting for her to catch up. She ran over and grabbed the corner of my clothes and said, "Don't be angry." I took another pack of instant noodles for you to eat, and a ham sausage." I looked at her flickering eyes, as well as the instant noodles and ham sausages contained there, and my heart was so sad. I said I just went back to wash my hands, but I couldn't wash them clean. She let go of the hand that grabbed the corner of my clothes, pulled my hand up and said that it was okay. As long as I washed it, I wouldn't have stomachache if I ate it. Give it, you will eat it. I hesitated for a moment and said, "You take it first, I have to mow the grass quickly."
It's dark. She nodded, and I held the sickle and carried a big basket. She followed me by the corner of my clothes and walked on the narrow ridge of the field. The sunset at dusk lengthens the shadows of the two people. She said, Xiaofeng, look, does this shadow look like a cow following a cattle.
From that day on, I began to wash my hands, face and hair frequently. Whenever I go to the ground to mow grass or work, she always follows me. She would bring a pack of instant noodles every day and eat it together for two people. In my eyes, she is always stupid and very coquettish. She cries at any time and is really not a good playmate, but the instant noodles she gives are so fragrant. So I had to take her to cut pig grass with me, and I had to endure her clamor. She is stupid and always knows nothing. She didn't know why pigs ate grass instead of food, nor did she know how to play with throwing stones. She doesn't know what leeks are, what is wheat seedlings . I don’t know that Chun Bangbang can be eaten, but stinky Bangbang cannot be eaten. Fortunately, she is quiet most of the time, and when I mow the grass, she sits on the side of the road. As soon as I turned around, I could see her holding her cheek quietly and smiling at me. Whenever I cut a full basket of pig grass and hold it on my shoulders, she would hold the corner of my clothes and help me hold the sickle that I was inconvenient to take.At this time, I felt that she was still useful, although she always stuck to me and would make other children laugh at me.
That instant noodles are called lucky, yes, I think I am lucky too. If I hadn't met her and hadn't had that pack of lucky instant noodles, I think my life would not be what it is now. Maybe I will go to school for a few years like most rural children, and work until I was eighteen years old. Then find a working girl or a matchmaker to introduce a girl from a neighboring village to get married and have children. Then work, farm, and live an ordinary life, just like our fathers. But that year, her appearance changed my life.
In the world of children, I hope that the New Year is always long, and holidays always pass quickly. She was going back to the provincial capital, so she left me an address and asked me to write to her, and I agreed. On the day she left, she gave me a gift, a pencil case with Snow White printed on it. I also gave her a gift, a small grass dog, a puppy made of dog tail grass . Without the reluctance in the novel, nor the ten miles of the movie, I watched her get in the car and turned home. I didn't hide, but there were so many people watching the fun anyway. She sent me a letter, but I didn't receive it. The postman who delivered the letter said that he needed to stamp private seal when receiving the letter, and I didn't. Adults are reluctant to spend 50 cents. The so-called receiving letter must be stamped with the recipient's private seal, which is just a hidden rule for the postman to generate income for himself.
I wrote her a letter, but I couldn't send it. I can tear off the cleanest piece of the letter paper from my homework book, but I can't afford an envelope or a stamp worth 50 cents. So the first letter I wrote in my life could only burn it helplessly. But the first letter I received was not in my hands because I couldn't engrave the name of the person who was two dollars. The letter I had not received was two dollars, and because I could not afford a penny envelope or a fifty cent stamp, I could only burn the letter I wrote. Later I made a lot of money and squandered a lot of money. But the first letter of my life can never be sent. Actually, there are those sold on the street, which cost 80 cents a pack, but I can't afford it. I don't even have money to buy stamps worth 50 cents, let alone 80 cents.
The difficult days have entered winter, and the winter when I was a child was surprisingly cold. There are still frostbite scars on my hands and feet. The farmers in winter are leisurely. My father sells tofu every day, and I also help until midnight every day. But you can drink mellow soy milk, eat smooth tofu brain, and occasionally you can eat unsold tofu. But the one I eat the most is tofu 9. My father goes out to exchange tofu every day, not to sell it. Because most rural areas at that time had no money, so tofu was exchanged for soybeans. But occasionally I received some zero tickets, and my father kept them in a big cardboard box.
So, I did a bad thing for the first time in my life. I stole money, and I stole a dime every few days and hid them in the gaps in the courtyard wall. It took nearly a month to steal enough 80 cents. I counted and it was exactly 80 cents. That night, I had insomnia for the first time in my life. My mind is full of my mind that I will buy a pack of instant noodles tomorrow, and I must buy it. I miss instant noodles so much. It was dawn, so I helped my father pack up the tofu burden, so I carried my schoolbag and ran to the street. It was less than four kilometers away, and the dirt road was not easy to walk on, but I was running, and my head was steaming. I ran too fast, or maybe I came too early. The shop has not opened yet, and there are only breakfast stalls selling sesame cakes and oil tea on the street. I endured the aroma of sesame cake and the temptation of oil tea. I had to wait, and I bought it when the door was opened - a bag of lucky instant noodles. Because I really miss that taste.
In winter, there is a little bustling and a little deserted. I was cold and hungry, sitting at the door of the small shop. I know there is instant noodles sold in this store, and my father and I saw it when we came to buy salt. I was tired and hungry, and I was waiting in the morning before dawn. When the first ray of sunlight pierced the mist and sprinkled on my face, the store owner finally opened the door. I rushed in quickly, boss, I bought instant noodles. Fortunately, I held the bag of instant noodles in my arms and walked in the market in the early morning. I'm looking for a place, I can't wait to taste the fresh fragrance of instant noodles.I followed Xiao Dan's appearance and gently tore the bag open and crushed the bread bit by bit.
Then tear the seasoning bag and sprinkle it in, pinch the thread port, and shake gently. The point is in the palm of your hand and sent it to your mouth with trembling. The taste is wrong, it still has the same fresh and fragrant taste, but it is not as delicious as I remember. Has the taste changed? I frowned, looked at the instant noodles in my hand carefully, and tasted it again. That's right, the instant noodles have not changed. But I got something wrong. I thought I was greedy for instant noodles, but in fact, I miss Xiaodan who gave me instant noodles. I held the instant noodles in my hand, but I had no desire to eat. I squatted on the side of the road, imitating Xiao Dan's appearance, and cried like a fool.
That day, I was beaten. It was a coincidence that my father was carrying a tofu load that day and passed by the school, but he didn't see me in the classroom. He rarely passes by school, for fear that other classmates will laugh at me. But that day, someone near the school called to buy tofu. After changing tofu, he happened to pass by the school and found that I was missing. There is no school, nor at home. Even the small ditch on the road was searched, but I couldn't find me. I also asked a lot of neighbors to help me. The teacher didn't have class anymore. I asked the boys to think about where I could go and then go to find them together. My father didn't know what he thought, so he went up to the town and went to the roadside in the town to find me holding a bag of instant noodles and squatting there and crying. I stole money to buy instant noodles and skipped classes. Being beaten is a must. My father whipped me with a whip and I gritted my teeth and whispered the cup.
He was tired of fighting, so he asked me to kneel down and kneel on the saw blade. It's the kind of woodworker sawing wood, with the saw teeth facing upwards, making me kneel on the saw blade. From noon to night, my already torn pants were covered in blood. Before I fainted, grandma heard the news and came back from my aunt's house. He chased his father with a cane and asked him why he tortured his child so much. My father said I stole money and skipped class. Grandma said, when you were a child, you slaughtered all the food rations of the family. The family was hungry for several days. Did I beat you? Grandma wanted to pull me up, and I staggered and wanted to get up, but suddenly my eyes turned dark and I fainted. At the moment of fainting, I was thinking, am I going to die? It’s okay to die, or it doesn’t mean anything.
I was not dead after all, the rural children were as savory as wild dogs. Or maybe I don’t want to die because the winter vacation is coming in two months, so I know if Xiaodan will come back. I only ate those two bites of instant noodles, and my father was confiscated as "proof of guilt" and then ate it by my sister. I started my life day after day again, going to school, making children, and helping my father make tofu. Maybe it is to make up for my sin of stealing money, or maybe it is because I want to be ambitious and be a capable person. When I was free, I started to study hard. There was no difficulty in elementary school. As long as I was careful, it was easy to study well.
My father supports me in my studies. Whenever I read, my father will not call me to do things, nor will my mother allow me to call me to do things. Perhaps this is also another motivation for me to study. I read the textbooks because I didn’t have enough textbooks, so I started to ask senior students to borrow books. When I encountered something I didn’t understand, I would write it down and find an opportunity to ask the teacher. Perhaps I was a class teacher of a private teacher for a lifetime. The first time I met such a studious child, I always answered my questions with all my heart and responsibilities. During the winter vacation exam, I got the first full mark in my life, two. The primary school in rural areas only takes essays and mathematics. The head teacher is also my Chinese teacher. He said that I am the most spiritual child he has ever taught. On the day of receiving the certificate, the teacher will have a holiday after finishing the student manual comments. I received the certificate of "Three Good Students" for the first time. The teacher also wrote a comment on my student manual and told me to show it to my dad. I still remember that in the student manual, the teacher wrote in a not-so-beautiful pen that the student is smart and studious, serious and hardworking. If he persists in studying, he will have a future in the future. Parents are advised to pay attention! It is important to pay attention!
I packed my schoolbag, held the certificate and oil lamp, and carried the bench. Students bring their own stools and have to take them home during holidays. Just as I was about to leave the classroom, I heard someone clamoring outside. Then I heard someone calling me, Xiaofeng, there is a girl looking for you. The one named Xiaodan. I was stunned for a moment. I was really back? I was a little excited, a little scared, and a little nervous. I calmed down and walked over as if nothing had happened. She stood at the school gate, with a pure white down jacket, a pink scarf and ear-covered ones.-Pair of white small leather boots, and there are some dazzling mud ideas on the upper. I lowered my head and walked over and said, "Why are you here?" She stared at me and asked me why I didn't reply to her." I lowered my head and remained silent. She asked me in a crying voice, saying that she had written the letter, why didn't she reply? I thought about it and said that I had no money to carve a private seal, and the postman didn't give me the letter. And I didn't have the money to buy stamps, and I wrote a letter, but it was burned by me.
After saying that, I lowered my head and didn't say anything. A bunch of children were peeking and making excuses in the distance. I don't know what to say, just kicked the soil on the ground with my feet. Then I found that my crooked cotton shoes were like starving people lying dead at the princess' feet in front of her white leather boots. While she was suffering, she sighed softly and said, "I'm so stupid, I didn't expect it to be like this." I thought you hated me and didn't want to talk to me. She gently pushed my arm and I'll help you get something. When I get home, I've brought you instant noodles. I looked at the things in my hand, remained silent for a moment, and handed her the certificate. This is the certificate of the Three Good Students I just received, I will give it to you. She said yes, I'll take it. Then she helped me hold the certificate and schoolbag, and I held the oil lamp and the stool.
I walked in front, she followed behind. Later, a group of children were cheering and shouting "Don't be ashamed of falling in love." I wanted to find a mouse hole to crawl into it, but she turned around and said, "This is my uncle." Yes, I am her uncle, although her mother is just one of my distant cousins. But indeed, we are relatives, and we are still one generation shorter! The children don’t make a fuss. Yes, it’s not appropriate for our niece and uncle to fall in love. The crowd dispersed, and I walked silently, feeling a little uncomfortable in my heart.
just walked like this, passing by her grandmother's house, I said, "Go back first, I'll put the things home." She raised her schoolbag in her hand, looked at the stool and oil lamp in my hand, and signaled to send me back. I thought about it and nodded and walked in front. When I opened the yard, my parents were all in the yard, picking up soybeans and preparing to make tofu. Golden beans roll on the dustpan. The full one will fall into the large lid below, leaving shriveled and mud. When Xiaodan came in, my mother said, "Yo, Xiaodan is here, she is getting more and more handsome." Xiaodan smiled sweetly and said, "Hello uncle and aunt." What is the uncle or aunt when my father says? You should call me grandma or grandma.
Xiaodan curled his lips and said that your Xiaofeng is only three days older than me. My mother said, even if you are not older than you, you have to call you uncle. Xiaodan said I don’t call me, but there is no such rule in the city. We call me brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts in the city. My parents laughed as they heard this. I was a little irritated, so I went over and interrupted them and handed the student manual to my dad. My dad quickly rubbed his hands on his body, took them over and looked through them. Seeing the teacher’s comment, I was silent for a long time, and then sighed, “You have to work hard.” When I was a kid, I wanted to go to school, but I didn’t have the chance. I nodded without saying a word, reached out to take the schoolbag from Xiaodan and said, "Go back, I'm going to work." Xiaodan said, then you go, I don’t have to worry about it. I started to fetch water with a bucket, and I used a lot of water to make tofu. And it's noon, I'm responsible for cooking. My parents don’t have time to make tofu, but the family still has to eat. When Xiaodan saw that I was going to fetch water, she called me Xiaofeng and I left. My mother said behind me, "The certificate you received is from my Xiaofeng, right?" Xiaodan said, yes, I need to come, I will post it in my house in the future to motivate myself to study hard, okay?" I looked at my mother and said, "Give it to her, I will earn two more next year."
adobe-building kitchen, low and dark. The hot white mist is everywhere, as if it is not like the world. Put the washed sweet potatoes on the palm of your hand, chop them on the sweet potatoes with a knife, and twist them gently and hardly, and a piece of sweet potatoes falls into the pot and splashes. It seems simple, but it also requires skills. If the ribs are big, you will get the hand. If the ribs are small, they will not be cut into pieces. Cut all the sweet potatoes into the pot, add half a pot of water, set up grate , and prepare to stick a circle of tofu and dregs along the edge of the pot to make with white flour. Someone kicked my heels and didn't have to look back. I also knew it was Xiaodan. She always liked to play this game, walked behind me secretly, stretched out a palm to wait on the back of my head. Then I kicked my heel, and I just turned around, and she stretched her palms flat against half of my face, making me unable to turn back.
I didn't look back, just said, playing boring games again. She smiled mischievously and approached me and said what you were doing.Although we are the same age, girls always develop earlier and she is a little taller than me. She pressed against me, put her chin on my shoulder, and asked me what I had made. The sound was soft, and the breath of talking was blew into the ears. I twisted my body and tried to break free from her, and I said, don't be close to me, my body was dirty. She said you look back, I said no, you want to poke my face again. Idiot, it's something delicious for you. I turned my face and couldn't see her movements clearly in the fog, - a smooth and sweet thing stuffed into my mouth. I asked her that it was quite delicious, better than jelly, what was it? She said this was jelly, , Xizhilang ? What's the name? This is like a Japanese devil.
She just lay on my back like that, resting her chin on my right shoulder. The naughty little hand, as dishonest as a mouse, scratched my back and itchy flesh. I said you go away, I'm going to burn the fire. She said she would have to have dinner at my house at noon, but I drove her away after all. She said I was stingy and drove people away as soon as I finished eating her jelly. I'm not stingy, because I really can't treat her with boiled sweet potatoes and tofu cakes.
