(Sixties household teapot)
In the 60s, the song of "socialism is good" resounded in the vast rural areas. To change the appearance of poverty and backwardness in rural areas, everyone should make concerted efforts to set off a new upsurge in socialist construction. At that time, almost all men, women, and children in our hometown worked in groups. Those who work more in the collective will receive more work, and at the end of the year, they will receive more grain dividends, and they will have greater hope of filling their stomachs. I remember when I was in junior high school, when I was in high school, I had to go to the production team with my father on Sundays to work as a group worker. In particular, when the double rush (rushing to plant and harvest) is in July and August, which is very hot in summer. When I went out in the morning, my father always reminded me to put on a woven hat and bring a "baojug" of tea. My mother always made a pot of old wooden leaf tea in the evening, and we carried a pot of strong tea to work. At that time, men, women and children went into battle together, planting fields and pretending to be grasses to repair reservoirs, and doing all kinds of farm work. The intensity of the physical labor, the sweat-soaked pants were dripping with sweat, and the tattered shirt had a layer of sweat-soaked salt frost.
Whenever the "second tea" (about 10 o'clock in the morning) season. Everyone sat on the ridge, and they didn't care about washing their hands, and they didn't pay so much attention to it, and they mentioned the "pot wrapper", with a spout in their mouths, they drank tea with a gurgling mouth, and everyone took turns drinking tea to quench their thirst and cool down. When a "baojug" of tea is not enough to drink, you have to hurry home and add another pot. This rough old "baoju" accompanied every household in our homes until the late seventies. At that time, it was impossible to have drinks, milk, and ways to quench thirst, either to make old wooden leaves (old tea leaves) in a "wrapping pot", or to drink cold water directly in the well. I have a particularly deep memory of this old "baoju". Imprinted deeply in my mind.
(Military kettle with paint off)
At the end of 1972, I enlisted in the army. Fifty-two years ago, I carried a gun in my backpack and an army-green military water bottle on my shoulder. The military kettle was left and right, and a military belt tied it to the crotch of the pants under the belt. Since then, military kettles have accompanied me in my military career. I remember that the recruits traveled from Hunan to Dechang, Sichuan, and the stuffy tanker trucks were clanging all the way, and the stuffy tankers transporting the recruits had no water, no electricity, and no toilets. Whenever our military train stopped at the station. The company commander and squad leader of the recruits hurriedly told our comrades-in-arms that when they go to the military station to eat, they must take the military kettle to the military station and fill it with water in the thermos bucket. Drinking water and eating dry food on the march, military kettles came in handy. After arriving at the recruit company in Dechang, Sichuan. During the three-month training of recruits, the soldiers practiced their horses every day, sweat flowed loudly, and the military kettle was placed on the training ground. As soon as the resting military horn sounded, we couldn't wait to open the lid of the military kettle, tilt our necks, and the water gurgled into our stomachs. I don't care if the water is hot or cold. When our recruits entered the old company, the military kettle hung above the Chase bunk. A line is generally as high as green. Uniformly aligned like a "grenade". Whenever the military horn for breakfast sounds, the comrades-in-arms go to the boiler room, and the military kettle is filled with boiling water and the lid is opened to cool down. In the morning and afternoon, the comrades of the mechanical driver were busy at the construction site. Contribute to the construction of Pangang Iron and Steel Force. The most unforgettable military kettle followed us into Xinjiang to build the southern Xinjiang railway.
We still sat in a stuffy tanker, rushed to the Gobi Beach, went to the Qinling Mountains and went to Hexi to Xinjiang, and for seven days and seven nights, most of the time we ate dry food, drank a sip of water from a military kettle, and ate a mouthful of compressed biscuits, and the military kettle really became a source of life. Turpan, Xinjiang is the first station of the South Xinjiang Railway, the vast Gobi is boundless, looks very desolate, the climate is harsh, and there is no rain throughout the year. Water was particularly scarce, and I went to construction with a military kettle. In summer, the high temperature reaches more than 40 ° C,
There were cars coming and going on the construction site, dust everywhere, and the scorching sun, and the comrades in the cab were like entering the sauna, sweating down one by one. I was so thirsty that my lips were cracked and my throat was itchy, and I wanted to drink all the water in the military kettle in one go. Because there is no water, because drinking water is used to pull (transport) to distant places, a pot of water to drink for a day
Moisten your throat and swallow slowly. At that time, I worked as a clerk and correspondent in the first mechanical company to deliver water, and the green insulated bucket filled with water and transported it to the construction site by wheel. The driver's brother stopped the car and handed down the military kettle, which the correspondent and I filled with a scoop. He handed it to the driver of the mechanical car. The driver's comrade-in-arms returned a military salute with his hands stained with oil! Looking back now, the scene at that time is deeply imprinted in my mind.
High-end teapot and tea set
(Days after retirement)
As a soldier for more than half a century now, in the army, in the China Railway Construction for decades, the south and the north war, the south to the north, footprints all over the railway construction site, construction site. dedicated his youth and made his due contribution. Honorably retired ten years ago. After retirement, in addition to assisting in housework and taking care of grandchildren. He also worked hard to cultivate the world of writing. The people and things of the army and China Railway Construction are written out, and the new atmosphere and positive energy of the society are written. In addition to these hobbies, I also like to drink tea. Now the country is strong and the people are rich. The teapots for drinking tea have also been upgraded, and purple clay pots and high-end teapots and tea sets have entered every household. Brew a pot of Longjing, make a pot of green tea, make a pot of red dates, chrysanthemums, wolfberries and other health teas, and you will meet comrades-in-arms, classmates, and friends. It's very pleasant to chat, reminisce about the past, and reminisce about the past.
Seeing all kinds of teapots, the aftertaste is endless, it is really: many years and a few loves, the pots and pots are imprinted in my heart.
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