The taste of white sugar water

Now people should seldom drink white sugar water, but in the rural areas in the 199s, white sugar water was "golden water and silver water".

the earliest white sugar water in memory tastes sweet. I was two or three years old at that time, and I was a little girl who loved to cry. "You wipe my tears, blare ... you wipe my tears, blare ..." At that time, I naively thought that people's tears would run out, so I always cherished my tears. But this treasure is not to stop crying and tears, but to think of a string of tears that have already flowed out, and it is even more sad, so every time I cry and cry, I forget the reason for crying at first, but turn into self-pity for the tears that have flowed out, so I always cry and sob but don't forget to shout "You wipe my tears".

Every now and then, my grandfather took a towel to wipe the tears off my face, saying, "No, I can't clean it, wipe it again …". In this way, I kept crying, crying and asking people to wipe my tears. Every time I cry, it will last for a long time, so that I will cry until I am hoarse. At this time, my grandfather will bring me a bowl of white sugar water to drink.

Now, that little girl who loves to cry has grown up and become a wife and mother. Although she still cries sometimes, she still cherishes her tears, but she doesn't cry as loudly as she did when she was a child, until her neighbors know it. Instead, she secretly raises her face and tries to suppress the tears from falling. Now, she will no longer let others wipe her tears, but will quietly wipe the tears on her face with her sleeves; Today, she is no longer the little girl who loved to cry when she was a child. Now, the grandfather who patiently wiped her tears and brought her a bowl of white sugar water is no longer alive ...

Many things have changed quietly with time, but what remains unchanged is the taste of the bowl of white sugar water that grandpa brought after crying every time-how sweet!

later, I learned that white sugar water has bitter taste besides sweetness. In primary school, students from two or three small villages around were concentrated in the primary school in our village. Once after school, I invited a classmate from a neighboring village who was very close to me to come to my house to play. During this time, she said that she was thirsty. At that time, tea was not as popular as it is now, and there was no drink. I poured her a bowl of water, then rummaged through the cupboard to find the can of sugar hidden by grandma, put a spoonful, and put several spoonfuls in succession. Finally, the water in the bowl turned a little yellow and green, and I happily handed it to her to drink. If it's not sweet, put some sugar. "She frowned and said," It's sweet, no,no. "Only then did I stop worrying and watched her drink white sugar water with alacrity.

Later, by chance, I found that the more sugar I put in, the sweeter the water is, and the more sugar I put in, the bitter it will taste. At this time, I suddenly remembered that the bowl of sugar water for my classmates was not too sweet and bitter. My heart suddenly became restless. I hope that classmate can forgive me for my ridiculous mistake of trying to give her a sweeter taste.

The last time I talked about the taste of white sugar water was in the first day of junior high school. At that time, the political teacher was an amiable old man. I liked him very much and enjoyed his classes very much. He can always tell us something about his personal experience in combination with book knowledge, which is very grounded and we are fascinated by it. Once, he said that during the busy strike, one day he went to Daliang (a nearby village, probably named because it was on a mountain ridge) and walked to the door of a farmer to see an old farmer reorganizing his wheat harvesting tools, so he chatted. The old farmer was very enthusiastic. He poured water for him and added sugar to the water, but he felt the taste was wrong when he drank it. How did it smell like fertilizer? It turned out that the villagers put a little fertilizer left over from fertilization in a bowl, so that they mistakenly thought that the fertilizer had been added to the water. We all burst out laughing, and our political teacher laughed. After a while, he said to us very seriously: "That old brother is really simple, and strangers give water to drink, and it's also' white sugar water'. Although he made a beautiful joke, his heart really makes people feel very warm. He should be so kind!"

Many years later, I can't remember the rules and regulations memorized in the political books, but the story of "white sugar water with fertilizer flavor" lasts forever in my mind.

Later, people's living standards became higher and higher. Even in rural areas, white sugar water no longer enjoyed its original precious status and was no longer a special favor for entertaining distinguished guests. Especially in recent years, with the emergence of a series of modern diseases such as dental caries and diabetes, sugar seems to be the chief culprit in people's mouths. Even when I was a child, I especially loved sugar, and now I don't catch a cold about sugar, and white sugar water gradually fades out of people's lives. But the taste of white sugar water in memory is the most precious taste and the aftertaste of a lifetime.