It may be that Xinjiang people like to exaggerate when they talk, and even if they eat watermelon in the summer, they must say very proudly: Come and sprinkle, kill a melon to eat. In the past, the fruit was single, a watermelon was killed, people cut their teeth more (melon slices were cut into the shape of teeth, so Xinjiang people called melon slices teeth), and one less person gave a spoon and scooped it up.
In the era of unit pulling melons and dividing melons, the most favorite is to hold sacks waiting to weigh melons, sometimes there are fewer people who weigh melons, I take the initiative to help take melons to weigh baskets, tired to no, the female cashier of the accounting, with the feet to pull over two, three melons to my feet, when my family weighs melons, I will generously put the melons into the sack.
When I got home, I helped my father put melons under the bed, put the hard melons in the innermost part, and ate the soft ones first. The bed is not much spaced off the ground, and only children can climb in freely. Seeing these large watermelons with flower skins, I felt a sense of happiness when I touched the melon skins, and I carved my words with a pencil knife to save them separately. When I became an adult, I listened to my colleagues tell the story of our father-in-law of the xxx, "rolling watermelon". It is said that he had an affair with a woman, just met a man to go home, in a hurry to go under the narrow bed, the man was thirsty, pulled out a watermelon from the bottom of the bed to eat, the man touched the melon, the melon actually rolled out automatically, the man wondered, the watermelon became fine, ran out by himself, lifted the sheets, and then looked, it turned out that someone helped. Two years ago, I was still in the Chaoyang Pavilion Open-air Dance Ground in West Park, and I saw my colleague Lao Zhangren, whose hair was still dyed black, and tied his white shirt into his pants, and his female dance partner of the same age, dancing steps, the years seemed to be just blowing in the face of such a person.
Watermelon, before June, has fallen to two pieces of five (kg). Turpan, there used to be a watermelon variety in Turpan, called Glass Crisp. The small flower skin is bright, and the melon is crisp and sweet. Nowadays, Turpan also produces black flower peel melon, which already has the taste of sand watermelon juice and honey, and the melon is called Yousheng 3. Buy half a melon can be, buy the whole can not eat, put in the refrigerator and afraid of bad taste hurt the intestines.
Always miss the era of eating red sand and not eating the edge, even the chickens are used to the problem, we eat the melon skin chicken will not eat, we must have a gourd to do, bite, a good tooth melon, into a watermelon stone forest. Blame the chicken every day after the egg, the first thing to feed the chicken in the morning, lay the laying hen, hold it in your arms, poke your finger into the chicken ass eye, if you feel that there is a hard object on top, it is going to lay the egg, shut it up alone. Sometimes, deliberately not washing hands, mysteriously let classmates smell what the smell of hands. As soon as the curious classmate came up, he stuck his finger in his nostrils.
A few days ago, I watched the Korean award-winning film "Minari", in which the male and female protagonists, that is, in the American egg and poultry factory, as egg inspectors, with a special flashlight to illuminate the eggs, and then move the chicken butt to see, let me think of my chicken flying dog jumping, no heart and no lungs. #辛丑牛年多云的周六 #