Tree Moon
Many years ago, I read a text related to the taste of childhood, saying: "My grandfather in his seventies held my little hand, carried a round white porcelain pot, walked through the long curved path, through the narrow and long ancient Wumafang street, walked to a small door face, the door face was made of black wooden planks, only opened a window as a shop for trading, Grandpa handed the empty white porcelain round pot in, paid a few cents at the same time, and then carried a porcelain pot full of ice water to hold my small hand home, and when I got home, I couldn't wait to taste it, cold and cold, sweet silky, Refreshing, this is my earliest memory of the taste of childhood. ”
In "Looking at the Meaning of Literature" and "Bending Down to Introspect", I also thought of my childhood flavor.
In the 1960s and 1970s, in the material life of scarcity, whether it was vegetable rice oil and salt, or poultry meat, eggs and milk; whether it was candy or pastry, or cooking bowls and spoons were either supplied with tickets or rationed. Festivals are "excuses" for opening meat, relieving hunger, and adding oil and water. On weekdays, the children who are "thin soup and water" and "lack of meat and oil" only have to hang on to their mouths that "high-grade dim sum and high-grade sugar, high-grade old man goes to the hut...". The smooth mouth sneaked to "hope plum quench thirst" to curb the hunger in the belly.
Inner Mongolia mooncakes
The first time I met the mooncake was in the kindergarten of baogang design institute in Inner Mongolia. I remember one morning, my aunt asked me and the children to sit in a circle, she took out three pieces of colored cardboard, and held up in turn "Children please read with me: big, moon, cake", "big - moon - cake -" I and the children open their mouths" and "parrot tongue learning" to follow the recitation. Then, my aunt said that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, also known as the Mooncake Festival, a traditional festival in China,......。 As my aunt spoke, she distributed the mooncakes that had been cut first to us (two small pieces per person), which laid the foundation for my childhood flavor of inner Mongolia mooncakes.
In the mid-1960s, he left Baotou, Inner Mongolia, which was "born in Sri Lanka and grew up in Sri Lanka", with his parents' work transfer, and moved north and south for decades, and in the 1980s, he took root in Beijing. Regardless of the "time has passed" of the journey of the years, my original intention of looking for the taste of childhood has not changed, which can be described as "less pecking round food fun, afterscent continues to love." ”
In the early autumn of 2007, he and his driver, Master Wang, drove to the Inner Mongolia Daihai Power Plant. In autumn, the vast land of northern Hebei is nurtured by the bright sun, the distant mountains and near the water are ripe yellow and green, and the sky is full of flowers and fruit buds. Under the blowing of the autumn wind, our group headed northwest along the Beijing-Tibet Expressway. After crossing badaling, speeding on the Beijing-Zhangda Road and Zhangda Road, driving for five hours to the junction town of Inner Mongolia, Shanxi and Hebei - Inner Mongolia FengZhen.
Inner Mongolia Feng Town
"Fengzhen this land (Fang) is good!" Master Wang, speaking with a thick Inner Mongolia Hushi accent, said to me boldly after stepping on the accelerator, "This land is famous (Fang), and when I go back to Shangshang (when I return to Beijing), uh (I) want to buy some and give it to my husband, brother-in-law, sister-in-law, and comrades-in-arms in the UH (my) corps." "Listen to Master Wang, come back and buy some to taste," I replied in agreement.
Fengzhen mooncake
The public came closer to Master Wang. Perhaps they share the inner Mongolian life experience, "the hometown sees the hometown, the words are not too long." "In the middle of us all the way to the wind and dust, all the way homely.
In the early 1960s, Master Wang and his parents lived in donghe in Baotou. After graduating from junior high school in 1968, he went to the Inner Mongolia Production and Construction Corps. The corps is located in the Inner Mongolia Yikezhao League, and the comrades are from Hohhot, Baotou, Beijing, Tianjin and Shanghai. His division was mainly engaged in agricultural reclamation. As a matter of good fortune, he was assigned to the division's machine cultivators and drove tractors. There was a mechanical equipment custodian in the company, a girl from Beijing. In the difficult and difficult days, when the honest Master Wang did not leave the car, he could not stop giving the girl a lot of help and watching the "long-term love" and finally won the girl's heart and the object of his treatment. In 1972, he returned to Hohhot in place of his father, worked as a driver in the Meng dairy company, and reconciled with the girl for a hundred years, married and had children.
In 1978, with the arrival of a large number of intellectual youth returning to the city, he sacrificed his "handy" job and came to Beijing with his wife and daughter. For him, who has two eyes and one yard of black, and who has two lives, it is not easy to find a satisfactory job. In order to make a living, with many years of driving skills, he has opened a taxi for more than ten years and mixed up the "four nine cities" of Beijing. But the rural tone is difficult to change, he is still full of Inner Mongolian cavity. For this reason, there have been many jokes. Often, when a taxi passenger hears his "awkward" Beijing dialect, he always asks, "Are you a Beijinger?" master! "Uh-huh(I am)" "Don't tease you, this Beijing is hundreds of miles away, that has your taste!" In the face of this embarrassment, Master Wang could only smile helplessly and explained again and again, "Uh-huh(I am) the son-in-law of a Beijinger, from Inner Mongolia."
That afternoon, we arrived at the Daihai Power Plant, immediately contacted the relevant departments of the factory, and negotiated and negotiated the work efficiently. The next morning, after witnessing the beautiful autumn scenery of "birds and birds singing and reeds fluttering" on the side of Dai Haihai, I ate breakfast and drove back.
Two hours later, we returned to Fengzhen. Master Wang was very familiar with this place, and came to a lively and bustling street, "This place is called Xilin South Road, which is a mooncake street," Master Wang said slowly. The car stopped in front of a store called "Guifengyuan" "This is very authentic, just buy it at his house" Master Wang locked the car door and smiled at me.
Fengzhen big mooncake
The store is not large, but there are many people who come to buy mooncakes. Master Wang said that every time he came to his hometown in Hohhot or returned to Beijing, he only had the right time to buy some Fengzhen mooncakes here. After Master Wang, who was "familiar with acquaintances and good manners", entered the store to greet him, he instructed the smiling lady boss to "pack ten boxes for me" I was surprised and joked, "Master Wang, you are pouring mooncakes!" "Ha, the opportunity is rare, Beijingers can't eat such a good mooncake, do you taste the same as the mooncake eaten in Baotou?" Master Wang asked. The hostess brought me a large mooncake of "Huang Zhengzheng and Fragrant Fragrance" for me to taste. As soon as I took a sip, the sweet smell of flax oil intertwined with brown sugar and rock sugar filled my mouth. This sweet and thick, wispy flax smell does have a few "childhood tastes" a sense of déjà vu, and the aftertaste is endless.
"Delicious wow?" The lady boss looked at me with a smile and said, "We can't break the table on weekdays."
"Bring me six boxes of bosses" I have no choice but to "not give in" to master Wang's pouring of "mooncakes".
After the shop guys wrapped up the mooncakes and loaded them into the car, Master Wang and I ate the local specialty of the noodle dumplings. In the afternoon, "full of loads" embarked on the road back to Beijing.
Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, except for one box left by yourself, the remaining five boxes of mooncakes were distributed to parents, fathers-in-law and brothers-in-law. When parents ate the long-lost flax fragrant and sweet Fengzhen mooncake, they repeatedly issued the admiration that "there is indeed a baotou flavor, better than the baotou taste, this is the Inner Mongolia mooncake, delicious, delicious".
Format mooncakes
Western-style mooncakes
Court mooncakes
Today, when it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, my son and third brother (brother, brother-in-law, cousin) sent the mooncakes with exquisitely bound and different styles, and the sweetness and joy in their hearts were "overflowing with words". "Touching the scenery", "seeing things and thinking about the future",
The urge to express the taste of childhood is more and more in the pen.
At this moment, the Summer Palace is celebrating a good full moon, harmonious autumn, the sunset is near the West Mountain, the Kunhu Lake is sparkling, and the guests are waiting to watch the moon rise. I stood on the edge of Kunhu Lake, looked up at the bright moon, and recited the Qing Dynasty poet Wu Manyun's "Jiangxiang Festival Words": "Powder paste round shadow moon equinox, every Mid-Autumn Festival to taste." Only fearing that the tuantai would empty the cake, most of the recruiters had not returned to their hometowns. ”
Sunset afterglow
The thought of "unfinished" thoughts of the Ming Dynasty's "Mid-Autumn Moon." The month to the Mid-Autumn Festival is more clean. Partial and pure, know how much he is, yin and sunny. The clouds and clouds are all said, and the good times on earth are happy. Good season, may it be every year, common Mid-Autumn Moon. ”
Yihe Autumn Moon
Two ancient sayings, "meaning extraordinary" describe the humanistic feelings of going abroad in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and also express the wishes and expectations of "I am under the moon, speaking sincerely": "Parting for a long time, spending the Mid-Autumn Festival in seven years", "I hope that people will be long, thousands of miles together"!
Kunhu Lake round moon
Here, I sincerely wish all my friends and family a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
Essay on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival on September 21, 2021