The leaves of Jingyang Town have fallen, and the winter comes with a bitter cold wind, and the warmest thing at this time is to stay at home.
In winter, I can't help but think of the stove in the country house in the past, which is a necessary heating facility for rural families in winter, not only for heating but also for boiling water and cooking. In winter, the place where the most people stay at home is by the fire, and the family gathers around the fire, eating snacks and chatting about the sky, and unconsciously the day has passed quietly.
The happy memories of the stove in childhood are popcorn in the stove, take corn from home, and fold two tree sticks from local materials, similar to chopsticks, sprinkle a grain of corn in the stove, not too much or squeeze each other together, nor buried deeply, stirring and turning from time to time, staring at the sky, full of expectation. After a few minutes, we will hear the sound of "crackling", and then a grain of blossoming corn will jump out, and at this moment the house is full of corn scent and our happy laughter. In addition to corn, you can also fry soybeans, peanuts, sweet potatoes and so on.
At that time, this happiness, happiness, and satisfaction could not be expressed in words, and the scene of that love was still sweet, fragrant, and still so warm when I thought about it. In those days, "homemade" popcorn over a fire was a pleasure and the perfect snack I had as a child, but today in the face of a dizzying array of snack shops with everything and everything, modern kids may not find that sense of fun.
Children can't sit still by the fire, go out to have snowball fights, build snowmen, face a pair of small hands frozen red, adults will always be angry and put the child over to the stove to warm up, and the child is spoiled with the parents, but they can not be separated.
The fire sang the fiery winter love song, sang the hearts and feelings of the hometown people, sang the simple smiling faces of the hometown people, and sang the good days when the hometown people were red. The stove is a poem in the winter of Jingyang people, a song in their hearts, it plays the prelude to winter, it warms the coldness of leaving home
With the development of the times, the progress of science and technology, the change of people's lifestyle, air conditioning, hand warmers, electric blankets, electric fire barrels... The stove gradually faded into the sight of the generation, marginalized or abandoned, but its appearance and use represented the imprint of that era, and for our generation, it was branded with many warm, happy and beautiful childhood memories.
Happiness is a struggle. The change of the stove reflects the improvement of people's living standards, the improvement of happiness index and the enhancement of the sense of gain, and our lives are like sesame blossoms.