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Yangchun noodles, a delicacy that will last forever in memory

There is a food that will become the eternal food in our hearts with good memories.

When I was a child, I would take a boat back to my father's hometown every winter for the New Year, the journey was cramped, the low cabin was stuffed with people and large and small luggage, the smell was cloudy and hot and made people easy to be irritable, and the quarrels that broke out from time to time overshadowed the roar of the machine, and my mother let us have a seat to be comfortable, in the morning, at three or four o'clock in the morning, she woke us up and rushed to the dock, even if there was a seat, the legs were not straight, all the way to curl up for seven or eight hours, the numbness of the body became more and more sluggish, and then the only eyes could be free. The chaos of boarding the ship and the crowd that passes by can always make a child excited, I like to look at all kinds of faces, and make up various stories in my mind, which is the best thing to pass the time, until the cabin gradually quiets down and sleepy, I have seen enough of the ship's side of the ship crushing countless splashes, the cabin horn began to sell lunch, at this time the thrifty mother is also willing to buy me and my brother a bowl of Yangchun noodles, lard, MSG mixed with the fresh aroma of pepper noodles, greatly stimulating the numb taste buds, Drinking a mouthful of noodle soup is transparent and directly reaches the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and it is not too much to say that it is the most beautiful in the world. After eating Yangchun noodles, my brother and I were resurrected with blood, and the rest of the journey in our memories would soon be over, and our hearts began to worry about all kinds of delicious things prepared by our aunt in my hometown.

Writing here, my son laughed and said that it is not a bowl of soy sauce noodles, yes, but a bowl of soy sauce noodles, about the happiness of the 70s where the post-90s can understand, time will leave a mark on each of us, that is only the memory of the same era.

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