Chestnut Sauce is a small island girl who wants to present you with the city and island style in her eyes...
Kojima postman with Ashanbo
Text/chestnut sauce
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Uncle Fan'er's poria cake tasted really fragrant, and the strong smell caused the scarlet triangle plums on the street to bend over. Aunt A Nuan on the second floor of the red brick building on the slope reached out to dry her clothes while shouting: "Uncle Fan'er, give me half a pound of porridge cake!" "
The freshly washed floral pants in her hands trembled and fell on the head of Grandpa Fushun, a postman riding downhill on a bicycle.
"Oh motherfucker!" Grandpa Fushun's eyes went black, but the bicycle in his hand rushed down the slope more and more violently.
"Click!!!!!!" Amid the screams of Aunt Nuan and Uncle Fan'er, Grandpa Fushun's car eventually hit the bright red fire hydrant at the end of the slope.
"Fushun, I'm sorry!" Aunt A Nuan rushed downstairs while shouting.
"It's okay, it's okay, can't blame you... But me, I twisted to my feet. Fortunately, Uncle Fan Er rushed up and helped him with a flat shoulder, and the person did not fly out, but Grandpa Fushun was sweating profusely in pain.
With two pounds of poria cake wrapped around his legs, Grandpa Fushun, the only postman on the island, was brought home.
Grandpa Fushun's grandson Tianen is a college student who recently graduated from a foreign country and came home and slept at home all day.
"Oh my God." Grandpa Fushun called Tianen to the living room with a sad face, "We have a postman on the island, the doctor said that my feet should be rested for three months, do you see if you will help Grandpa deliver the letter next?" "
"I have no opinion, and I don't have many letters to send anyway." Tian'en actually likes the job of a postman, this is a walking island, only the postman has the only privilege, you can ride a bicycle around the island.
Tian en has been walking on the island for so many years, and it is the first time to ride on the island. The scenery in front of you, the wind blowing, is completely different from when you walk, the sea breeze blowing from the beach in the morning, the bougainvillea that falls on the shoulder when the slope is straight down, and the dog that chases after itself when walking through the deep alley, are different from the weekdays. He seemed to be revisiting the island and enjoying it.
It's just that eighteen mailboxes opened in a row today are all empty, a little disappointed.
It wasn't until late afternoon, when the sun was sticking out on the green mailbox, that he got his first letter, and the blue-eyed cat on the mailbox barked quietly.
It was a letter from the grandfather of the governor who lived on the west side of the island, and it was to be sent to No. 45 Kapopo in the east.
2
"Nice!" Tian'en, who had been wandering for a day, saw a bright light and accelerated towards the kapok slope.
The island is very small, but Tian'en himself has unfamiliar corners, such as kapok slopes. For as long as I can remember, it seems that I have only passed there once or twice, but I have never been up.
"No. 45 Kapopo, this is it!" Tian en found the house number, the entire street seems to have moved most of the residents, many courtyards emit the smell of abandoned plants, only 45 here, the intricate iron door is half open.
Tian en poked in, "Uh, that, no one?" I am The grandson of Fushun, come to deliver the letter! "
There was no movement, only the lotus mist tree in the courtyard dropped a fruit and smashed it on his head.
Tian'en continued to walk into the courtyard, raising his voice and saying, "Is there anyone?" There is a letter to send! "
In the red brick building, the lyrics of the song and opera were intermittently heard: "Looking through the autumn water to fulfill the wish... Don't be in a hurry... Reunion". It seems that there is someone, perhaps an old man, and the ears cannot hear clearly.
Tian'en went straight to the house, and all the islanders entered the door without getting angry.
It's just that this building is a little unstable, taking a step seems to shake a step, and a few red bricks under the feet are also broken, creaking. Tian'en took two steps, felt a little chill in his neck, and his ears stood up alertly.
Suddenly his shoulder was tapped, and he screamed in fright.
"What's the name of the bowl cake (thing), and what are you doing when you come in?" Tian'en turned her face to find that it was an old lady in a cheongsam, with a stern face, her white hair was coiled into a clean bun, there was no trace of broken hair, and a string of pearls on her neck reflected a faint light in the aisle.
After staying for a while, Tian'en said hesitantly, "I... I am Fushun's grandson, my grandfather has twisted his foot, and I have come to help him deliver the letter. When he finished, he handed the letter to the old lady.
The old lady turned on the lamp in the aisle, put on her glasses, and after only one look, threw the letter back to Tian'en, and said with a stammer, "I don't accept it." "
3
"This Kapok Slope No. 45..." Grandpa Fushun wanted to say and stopped.
Tian'en was inexplicably driven out by the old lady with a broom, and the thick wooden door slammed shut, almost breaking Tian'en's nose, and he came back and immediately complained to his grandfather.
"What the hell is this old grandma?" It's a big weird guy! Tian energized and rubbed his nose.
"Oh, no, god!" Grandpa Fushun rarely raised his face, "How can she say that she is also the wife of my former chief!" "
Fushun used to serve as a soldier under tian'en's grandfather. Tian'en has known the chief's grandfather since he was a child, and he looks like a mighty person, who used to be invincible in the battlefield, exuding heroism between his eyebrows, and only four fingers in his left hand.
And Grandpa Fushun told Tian'en that Ashanbo was the ex-wife of grandpa the chief.
"Uh... Ex? Weren't you not popular with divorce at that time? Tian'en had never heard of this passage, and his family had been in contact with the chief's grandfather for many years, and everyone was full of tacit understanding as if they had never dared to mention the name of Ashanbo.
When Ashanbo was young, he was a powerful character with two guns in his hands, riding a fast horse, and firing a hundred shots. The chief's grandfather chased her for a long time before he finally married her. But after giving birth to two children, the chief grandfather wanted to marry a concubine.
"Marry a concubine!" Wow, you go on. Tian'en's mouth could not be closed, and he picked up the pie in his hand and chewed it up.
"Say what, ah, ah is that later Ah Shan divorced the chief, one knife and two cuts." Fushun shook his head.
Ah Shan is also a hard-tempered person, and later in these decades, he did not see the chief at a glance, accidentally encountered on the road, and spit far away and left with his head held high. The two sons tried to persuade them, but as a result, Ashanbo even drove out his son, and anyway, both of them started a family.
Now the chief's health is getting worse and worse, and he has always wanted to reconcile with Ah Shan all these years, but he always gets no chance. Recently, when Fushun went to visit the chief, he found that he did not have the strength to walk, and he lamented that he was afraid that time was running out.
When Grandpa Fushun thought of this, his eyes were wet: "Oh God, you must send this letter from your chief grandfather, otherwise I won't have the face to see him!" "
"Okay, grandpa, don't worry." Tian'en's ears were soft, and he was most afraid that Grandpa would beg him like this. He patted Grandpa on the shoulder and said, "I already have a way!" ”
4
"Cough, ah... Ah Shan, haven't seen each other for a long time, are you okay? Can you still allow me, a sinner, to confess to you? Loud male voices filled the kapok slopes of the early morning.
Early the next morning, Tian'en rushed to the kapok slope. Ashanbo refused to read the letter, so he used it! So he found an old-fashioned loud man, the kind that could amplify a light cough so loud that he began to read it in the courtyard downstairs at Ashanbo.
"Thirty years ago..." Tian'en had previously won the third place in their island elementary school group poetry recitation, so he was more confident in his ability to be emotional.
"Whoops!" Suddenly a bucket of cold water poured down from his head, frightening Tian'en and screaming, soaking wet from head to toe, and the morning wind blew cold and squeaky.
As soon as I looked up, it was Ashanpa holding a wooden barrel on the second floor, expressionless.
"Dead child, if you dare to make trouble again, the next time you splash it is your ancestor's foot-washing water!" Ashanbo dropped a sentence and turned his head back to the room.
This old grandma really is... Tian en wanted to be angry, but the cold died, so he had to run home to change his clothes.
"Oh, how did Tian'en dress like this to swim?" Now the young man Oh, tut..." Tian'en bumped into Aunt Ah Nuan in the street, and she couldn't help but nag as she watched Tian'en fall into the soup chicken.
Tian'en could only smile and tell her what had happened, and Aunt Ah Nuan thought about it and said, "I am also responsible for Fushun's leg break, and I have to help with this." I'll tell you, the crux of the matter is, the jelly of the bamboo shoots. "
"Huh? Clay shoot jelly? "Tian'en's snot is almost flowing down.
Clay shoot jelly is a specialty of the island, that is, go to the beach mud and sand to catch out the soft and creepy earth shoot bugs, and then cut into sections to make a piece of condensed gray gelatin, very sweet.
Aunt Ah Nuan told Tian'en that Ah Sam Po was very obsessed with the soil shoot jelly, and when the young family had money, she asked the cook to cook it every day. Now she can only buy it, and there is only one person on the island who is making clay shoot jelly, and that is Atubo. But Atuber's daughter gave birth in Manila three months ago, so he and his wife went to the Philippines to take care of their daughter, and I am afraid that they are not going to do this small business anymore.
I haven't eaten it for three months, and now Ashanbo must be starving to death, and now the soil shoot jelly is her weakness.
"It's not difficult to make clay shoot jelly, you go to the vegetable market with me to buy a few pounds of earthen shoots, I ask uncle Fan'er, who sells poria cakes, to teach you, he will also do it." Aunt Ah Nuan didn't say a word and dragged Tian'en into action.
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Tian'en learned quickly, and three or two times would make soil shoot jelly. He was happy to learn. All along, he wanted to be a cook, but he was afraid that his family would not be happy, so he did not dare to say it.
He thought about it carefully, and to let Ashanbo read the letter, the soil shoot jelly was the key. But to lure Athambhava out of the building, something else was needed. He borrowed a portable small gas stove, mixed a pound of oysters, and planned to use oysters to fry and jelly with bamboo shoots.
The next afternoon, in the evening when people's stomachs were empty, the frying pan made a nuisance sound, and the oysters mixed with sweet potato powder, egg liquid and green onion segments, emitting a fresh and sweet smell, and burrowed into the building.
Sure enough, after a while, the old lady pushed the door open.
"Postman, changed careers?" Ashanbo stopped his hand and walked over with full momentum.
Tian'en just finished frying a plate of oysters, squeezed the Xiamen peppers up, and handed them to Ashanbo: "Ashan Grandma, you eat." "
Ashanbo took a bite and ate it, the frying was just right, and the taste was salty and sweet, and it was indeed delicious. She couldn't help but take two bites, but she also took a step back vigilantly, swallowed the food, and said, "What are you going to do again?" "
"What do you think this is?" Tian'en saw that Ah Shan Po's face had eased up a lot, and with a little smile, he quickly seized the opportunity to take out the ice pack, which contained ten exquisite and transparent clay shoot jelly that had been made.
Ashanbo's eyes suddenly glowed, and she couldn't help but reach out and grab them.
The tall Tian'en raised the plate above his head: "You have to promise me to go to the chief's grandfather!" ”
Ah Shan Po froze there, and Tian En hurriedly continued: "Really, Ah Shan Ma, The Chief Grandpa has been trying to tell you that I'm sorry, he has been in bad health lately, I'm afraid I can't wait." He wrote to you just to see you again! "
Ashanbo turned his face and crossed his waist without saying a word.
"Oh, please, Grandma, look at the face of the bamboo shoot jelly, okay?" Tian'en didn't care either, holding the plate in one hand and pulling the corner of Ashanbo's clothes in the other and begging.
He pushed the wheelchair with Grandpa Fushun these two days to see grandpa Fushun, and the two old people sighed. How to say that he was also a veteran, as a result, Grandpa Fushun cried bitterly in front of the chief and Tian'en, and patted his chest on the spot, saying that within three days, he must let the chief grandfather see Ashanbo.
Tian en is also really stressful.
"If you dare to go with me to the backyard to dig something, I'll go." Ashanbo turned to stare at Tian'en and snatched the plate from him. At such an old age, the strength is really not small.
"Okay." Tian'en waited quietly and watched as Ashanbo ate ten earthen shoots three times and twice.
6
Ashanbo's backyard was covered with fallen leaves, planted with various fruits and vegetables, and a mango tree grew tall, and when the fruit was ripe, it fell straight to the ground, attracting tiny ants.
"Dig here, dig up to help me open." Ashanbo pointed with a finger of his hand and let Tian'en start digging.
Tian'en couldn't figure out what to do, so he buried his head and dug it up, and it took about half an hour to dig hard before he found a small bottle.
"Dig to dig!" What is it? Tian En excitedly took out the dark brown bottle, but it was only the size of the girl's fist. He patted the soil, pulled out the cork on the bottle, looked inside, as if it were a small branch, and handed it to Ashanbo.
"This is the little finger of the decaying man." Take it to him, and if you die, there will be a whole corpse. Ashanbo picked up his eyebrows.
"Sh... What?" Tian'en was dizzy, and he couldn't stand still with a shovel, and then he simply fainted.
Littlefinger or something, it was so scary, Tianen thought a moment before passing out.
"Today's young people are all soft eggs, and they have really never seen the world." Ashanbo kicked Tian'en. What's so weird about that? The chief came to her and said that he wanted to marry her, and then cut off his little finger with a knife as a promise of determination. In her time, this was brave, but it was not unique.
As a result, the cut is also a white cut, and later I did not want to marry the little one. Asan Po shook his head and took the blanket inside the house and draped it over Tian'en, who was lying on all fours.
When Tian'en woke up, it was already late at night, lying in his own house, and Grandpa Fushun was sitting on the side.
"Awake?" The two sons of the chief carried you back. Grandpa Fushun looked at his grandson and showed a regretful expression of "you are so inferior".
"Uh, I, that, alas. What about Ashanbo? Tian'en also had nothing to say and asked casually.
"She went to the chief and said that she had returned her finger to him and left him a whole corpse. Although it is still not good, but at least see the above. Listening to her two sons, the chief cried and apologized, hahaha. "Last time Fushun cried so much that his nose came out and was reprimanded by the chief, and now it was his turn, and Grandpa Fushun was inexplicably in a good mood. Of course, the governor would never admit it.
"That's fine." Tian en wiped the sweat from the door of his head.
7
"Boom boom boom!" Early the next morning, Tian'en was awakened by a rapid and powerful knock at the door.
As soon as the door was opened, it was Ashanbo.
"Early, is Grandpa's illness a little better?" Tian'en slept and scratched his head.
"Sick? I'm not sick at all, I know it's pretending! Ashanbo snorted with his nose, "You guys will be deceived by him!" Here you come! "
Tian'en was frightened early in the morning, and as a result, Ah Shan po did not come to him to settle the account, but after she ate Tian'en's things, she planned to open a restaurant with him, so that she would use her house and yard, so that she was not afraid of not eating the frost of the bamboo shoots.
"But, it's very difficult..." Tian'en didn't want to do it, being a cook was his dream all along, but at the beginning, I don't know if the family will agree.
"To be alive is to fight!" Hurry up and arrange it! Asanbo lifted her foot and kicked Tian'en with her leather shoes, and Shunshi walked into the house and began to tell her grand plan.
"Whoever dares to stand in the way, call him good-looking!" Ashanbo looked at Grandpa Fushun who was waiting at the door, and Grandpa Fushun quickly nodded his head.
The first day the Tian En Restaurant opened, it was crowded with people. Tian En is in charge of the chef, and Ashanbo comes to receive him, and he is also the most imposing waiter ever on the island.
And the chief's grandfather still ate it with a thick skin. Ashanbo's head was raised high, and he threw the menu in the face of the chief's grandfather: "What to eat?" Say it! "
Grandpa the chief officer took it steadily and smiled pleasantly: "A plate of white-seared octopus, a plate of hulin beans, a plate of fried fish and a bowl of sweet potato porridge." Thanks. "
"So old and still eat so much, just say it's pretending to be sick." Ashanbo remembered to turn his head and leave.
Tian'en went up and was about to whisper to the chief's grandfather, when suddenly "banged" and flew over a hard oyster and hit Tian'en in the head.
Ashanbo's voice came out of the kitchen: "Still outside five four three?" Come in and cook! "
"Oh, okay." Tian en rubbed his head and went into the kitchen.
The oyster boy's forehead hurt so much that when he rested, he had to find Uncle Fan'er to buy some hot poria cake and eat it while applying it.
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