Text/Lee Joon-young
Winter is coming, and the weather is very cold! Open the wardrobe, hung with my own hand-purchased, favorite kind of down jackets, wool coats, whichever one you wear, are both beautiful and generous, and warm! But I can never forget the red down jacket I remember, which was called "bread suit" at that time. It was a long, beautiful, big red coat that little girls of that era would love to wear!
It was thirty-seven years ago, when I was just 13 years old, and my father bought me a beautiful bread suit that I could only see on TV at that time! Remember that at that time, its price was thirty-five yuan, which was already very expensive! At that time, the pork was only a few cents a pound, so how many pounds of pork had to be bought! Dad was worried that I was cold from school, and specially bought me such a foreign dress, the length of the clothes almost hit my feet and neck, and it was beautiful and warm to wear on the body! Whenever I put on this beautiful red bread suit and walk in the snow, it's like a warm fire! The warm feeling almost roasted the snow! Whenever you wear it into the campus, you can always attract the envious eyes of your classmates!
At that time, in the eyes of my classmates, I did not seem to be a student from the countryside, of course, not only because of this bread suit, but also my skin color and hairstyle, which were similar to those of students on TV, and I knew that this was completely due to my parents' doting on me. Because there were many boys in the family, just like me, I had hardly ever worked in the ground, and my mother still dressed me up all day. In that era of material scarcity, I had bread clothes in the winter and beautiful skirts to wear in the summer, which were the envy of my friends!
Every time after the winter, I washed the bread clothes clean, then put them away, took them out and put them out when they were cold, and I wore them until I was 18 years old, and the clothes were not outdated at all, because the rural people began to buy bread clothes one after another at this time, that is, they had just become popular in the countryside. But the quality they bought was far from the same bread suit I bought five years ago. So I cherish that dress even more! Until I don't wear it, I still put it at the bottom of the box and can't bear to throw it away! My wish is to keep it for the rest of my life, even if I never wear it again! There is also a beautiful scarf with a sense of age, and a few clothes that represent the past, which are gifts that my father brought back to me on a business trip! He was full of my father's strong love for me, and I couldn't bear to throw it away! I put it in a wooden box that my mother gave her when she got married, and together with the wooden box and clothes, I took them as a permanent memorial!
Now that Dad is gone, how I want to come out of the bottom of the box and look at some of the old clothes that I once loved so much! But because of my negligence in preservation, I actually lost that beloved gift! It was after graduation, I went to work in the field, the box was not locked, and I forgot to tell my mother what I wished. Don't touch my few clothes! Because I was not there, a distant relative who I did not know suddenly came to my house, his family was very poor, there were many children, my mother saw that I had not worn clothes for a long time, and it was useless to put them here, so she generously donated them to relatives. When I got home and couldn't see my clothes, I asked anxiously, "Mom, what about my clothes?" ”
My mother patiently and in detail recounted the delivery of the clothes to me and said to me, "What clothes are you not wearing now?" You don't care about those old clothes, and we can't always watch others have difficulties, right? "Oh, how does Mom know my mind?" Although I did everything I could, it was over, and I didn't say anything more! It's not an ordinary piece of clothing!
At the end of the year to clean up, I put some old clothes I did not wear, one by one, into a bag, put in the clothes donation box at the door, an aunt passed by and said, "Girl, these clothes are so new!" I said, "Some are thin, some don't like to wear it, give it to those who need it to wear it!" "Now the good clothes are thrown away, but I still miss the bread suit that contains father's love!" In those days, I was given clothes of supreme glory! When I don't wear it, I don't know where it goes to play its residual heat, its beauty and warmth, forever floating in my memory!