Daishan News Network: Mud Tu Le

My family lives in a small mountain village, the mountain next to the small mountain village is called "back mountain", over the "back mountain", at the foot of the mountain is Dai Qu Yang, after the low tide, showing a large mud paint. There are clams, mud snails, clams, sea melon seeds, sand crabs, jumping fish and other mud coating goods in the mud coating, which attracts many people who pick up, harvest and are happy.

　　Adults come to pick up life. Those mud coated goods, twenty or thirty years ago, the price is also relatively high, the technology is good and fast adults, a low tide, can pick up several pounds, some as soon as they go ashore, they are taken away by the recipients, they receive a certain amount, and then go to the big city to sell a good price. Some go home and use seawater to raise for a few days, and when they spit out the sea mud, they go to Dongsha, Qiaotou and other vegetable farms to sell. There is always a little bit of gain, subsidizing the family. There are really many such people, and several uncles and aunts who were in their prime are now sixty or seventy years old, and they are still doing this business, which can really be regarded as "relying on the sea to eat the sea".

　　And children, because they think it is fun, of course, the harvest of mud coating goods can also relieve hunger. The three of us sisters were also moved, but they did not dare to act. Because my mother strictly stipulates that I am not allowed to go. Don't be greedy, don't be hungry for those things. Because she felt that mud paint is also a place full of danger, seemingly soft mud may hide some "murder weapons", not to mention the glass discarded by humans, the shells of clams, barnacles, etc. are enough to make the blood of their feet flow; what is more frightening is that the deep pit left after the ship has been covered with sea mud, but the bottom is like the mouth of the devil, if you accidentally step into it, it is definitely not a joke.

　　But the child's heart, like a kite, is holding it in its hands, but the more it is eager to break it, the higher it flies into the distance. In the summer, when the adults and children in the village rushed to the mud, the three of us sisters could not hold back our envy. One day, my mother said that she was going out for two or three days, and she told us not to mud paint. But in the afternoon, we couldn't bear it any longer and set off with a few friends who often went to mud.

　　All the way, we reached the seaside. As soon as the tide receded, a large patch of gray, black and shiny mud was exposed, and adults and children rolled up their pants and went down. We pressed the "thumping" little heart, rolled up the pant legs high, and carefully took the first step. The originally flat mud painted, the foot stepped on, the wet and soft mud immediately flooded the instep of the foot, flooding the calf. The whole body was weightless, constantly sinking in, but the upper body kept shaking. The friends are regular customers on the mud, trekking in the mud is as easy as being in the flat ground, they say, leave it alone, just go forward. We struggled for a while and felt a little more comfortable. Looking up, a pair of feet trekked over, trekked past, and soon the whole mud paint was covered with mud nests one by one, accompanied by the sound of "splashing" and "humming" and talking, and the mud paint was really a busy and joyful ocean.

　　Friends know a lot of traces of mud painted goods. They said that the plum blossoms, which are made up of little mud holes made by the rain, are the traces of sea melon seeds. Aim at the "plum blossom", pick up five fingers and insert them into the mud, a pinch, quasi-pinch out a few.

　　Sea melon seeds, the scientific name rainbow cherry clams, what a bright name, full of romantic atmosphere. And "sea melon seeds", because they live in the sea, like pumpkin seeds, so they are called "sea melon seeds", which is very kind. The deliciousness of the sea melon seeds is recognized, it seems to represent the island cuisine, and now foreign tourists come, if they don't taste its delicious taste, it is as if they have come to the island in vain.

　　The little friends skillfully squeezed the sea melon seeds, and their cups gradually became heavier. And we, not only have to worry about whether the fingers will be injured by the "murder weapon" hidden in the mud, but also afraid that the foot will not just step into the anchor eye, the heart is tight, and every action is careful. The sea melon seeds are also like bullying us, obviously aiming at their patterns, but they have found nothing. For a long time, the three sisters did not pinch one. Discouraged, I trekked to a rocky beach and picked up the sesame snails. But just when I was about to wade ashore, I was trekking, and somehow I suddenly sat down in the mud. Fortunately, the mud below that section of the place was not very soft, and I stood up in a daze. Although I did not encounter the danger that my mother feared, I also made a solid "mud monkey". The tide was rising, the sun was about to set, and we went home exhausted. Our results: seven sea melon seeds, two mud snails, a monk crab, and a sesame snail. Those fruits of the battle, we raised in the sea, lied to our mothers and said that they were given by others. But after a few days of raising, they were all raised to death. The mud gradually faded and gradually became deserted. But the appearance of the "mud monkey" is still deeply imprinted in my mind. In the past Dragon Boat Festival, our three sisters met to go to my mother's house, talked about the things when we were young, naturally talked about the mud paint, talked about the sneaking out of the joy, talked about the "seven sea melon seeds", we couldn't help but burst into laughter, the mud paint once brought us joy, simple but profound, long but new...

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