Written by Anzhi
Introducer ———
Do not be kind to a relative, not to be a person; not to be a relative, not to be a son.
The old man is old, and the man is old; the young man is young, and the young man is young. The world is in the palm of your hand.
〈Fifty-Seven〉
This was the first time that Zheng Yuan and Grandpa Laixing had spent the winter in the north. When I was in junior high school, in the "Geography" subject taught by Teacher Zhou Xiaoqiong, Zhengyuan had fully understood the characteristics of the northern climate, customs and customs. But I have never personally experienced the feelings, and I can't feel the enthusiasm of the people in the north, the bone-chilling of the harsh winter in the north, and the mellowness of the northern cuisine.
Traveling to class or going to an off-campus processing factory for work-study, the old man in Laixing sat bored alone, and when he was panicked, he walked around the campus on crutches, and there was nothing to find something to do and pass the time. When you see students littering with confetti, peels, plastic bottles, or whatever, they pick them up and throw them in the trash can, or put up a bicycle that is crooked, which is much easier than planting crops at home, cutting wood and cutting grass. If you want to go out of the university gate to the street, let Zhengyuan write a note of the detailed address of the university in advance, so that when you get lost, you can ask someone to send it back. Although Laixing has problems with the language communication with outsiders, it does not prevent the simple nature of the old people in the southern mountains who can't idle and help.
The snow after the winter solstice made the grandchildren excited like naughty children in the new year, carefully walking in the school's large playground and watching the trotting and making a little noise (the large movement to xing the old man could not hold it), reluctant to step on the snow as white as cotton wool.
"Oh, it's not cold when it snows." Zheng Yuan agrees with grandpa's delicate discoveries and feelings. But in the middle of the night, the weather fairy woke up her grandson, "Grandpa, are you cold?" I was so cold that my scalp was tingling. Zhengyuan turned on the fluorescent lamp and asked Grandpa, who was already sitting at the head of the bed. Only to see the old man of Laixing shrunk into a ball of cold, leaning on the pillow that was erected, dragging two snots, trembling all over the body, the upper and lower lips were like a small motor, there were rules that could not stop shaking, the good thing was that the teeth in the old man's mouth were all gone, otherwise with the "click click" accompaniment of the upper and lower teeth fighting, the face that had gone through vicissitudes was very vivid and would become more humorous and funny. Grandpa is already so cold that he can't get busy, where is the spare time to talk?
It was hard to get to the next morning, zhengyuan accompanied grandpa, "Why is this ghost so cold that it drills into the bone marrow?" With a sigh, pushing open the door and looking at ——— is amazing! The whole campus is like wearing a thick white cotton jacket. The cold wind is still whistling from time to time, and snowflakes are falling from the white sky, turning the university campus into a fairytale world of pink makeup and jade. It was exceptionally quiet all around, and it seemed that all the characters, animals and plants were making room for the snowflakes to perform, so that they could sing and dance.
"Grandpa, look! Some snowflakes like earth yellow, and they fall on the roof tiles; some like to be lively, and they shake on the road; some are singing around the graceful rose branches, and some are stacked on the oil pine, wanting to compare with the oil pine. "The grandson has long forgotten the cold, and the poem is flourishing.
"Don't mess with me all this useless, Wen Crepe crepe can't understand." Find a way to make a stove for heating. Lai Xing just drank the ginger soup boiled by Zheng Yuan, and his body eased up suddenly.
Yes, for young people, this first snow in life is indeed beautiful and magical! The pieces of snowflakes looked like small flowers made of white fox fluff, and when the north wind blew, the white petals instantly turned into jade shavings like snow dust, fluttering and flying in the sky, everything was so fascinating, reverie.
At this scene, Zhengyuan naturally recited Chairman Mao's "Qinyuan Spring and Snow" ——— "The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow." Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, only the remaining recklessness; up and down the great river, suddenly lost and gushing... Count the popular characters, but also look at the present dynasty. "Reading this, the journey is multiplied, and the pride is great!
The heavy snow in the north makes the students who grew up in the south feast their eyes, unforgettable because of the "piercing bone", and emotional because of the flowing. Then, the local well-known special food snacks, let the pair of grandchildren feast, Laixing often lamented this life and death without regrets! Zheng Yuan and grandpa especially loved the Korean cakes sold at a grocery store near the university. The main ingredient of the cake is glutinous rice, and the ingredients are sugar. Cook the glutinous rice in a cake trough and beat it with a mallet to form a ball, then make a strip or cake shape, and add bean paste and sugar in the middle. It is soft and sweet to eat, with endless aftertaste, suitable for all ages, especially favored by the toothless elderly.
Another delicacy is the old side dumplings, which are said to be more than a hundred years old. Lao Bian dumplings are famous because of its filling, added to the secret soup sauté, a bite is a mouth full of rich and pleasant soup, delicious and mellow, delicious and stomach. The old man of Laixing was able to swallow three or two or about eighteen.
Seeing Grandpa can taste the delicious food of satisfaction in the north country thousands of miles away, coupled with the honeycomb coal stove in the dormitory, constantly providing spring-like warmth, makes the old man happy. Zhengyuan's heart is very comfortable, even in the cold winter of heavy snow, he always feels that the days are full of bright sunshine.
(To be continued)
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