The memory of yellow flowers

When Laoshan people marry their daughters-in-law, they have to eat noodles shyly at night. Rotten a large pot of yellow fungus diced meat, made into minced meat, poured on the surface, full of color and fragrance, squatting on wooden benches in twos and threes, you can eat three or four old bowls in one breath.

The reason why minced meat noodles are delicious is that yellow flowers are an indispensable seasoning. Pickles can't be made without yellow flowers, just like buns can't be eaten without sugar and garlic. This way of eating is the tradition and stress of the old Qin people. Not because yellow flowers are produced in Shaanxi, but because of their unique taste and rich nutrition.

Yellow flower, shaped like lily, was called lily in ancient times, which can strengthen the spleen and stomach and benefit the top grade. Because of this, this kind of unopened veal with flower bones is an indispensable dish on the VIP table in the north and south of the river. People like yellow flowers so much that they are famous and expensive, and also become the capital that hometown people proudly show off.

The preciousness of yellow flowers lies not only in nutrition and taste, but also in the fact that it is a very hard and meticulous work from planting to picking. Every link contains the painstaking efforts and wisdom of hometown people.

Now, it is the peak season for picking yellow flowers.

Picking vegetables sporadically starts at the Dragon Boat Festival every year and ends on June 6th, lasting about one month. In this month, high temperature, rain and windy can't stop my hometown people from picking yellow flowers every afternoon unless there is a knife in the sky.

Don't be afraid of hot steaming and sun exposure, be quick-sighted and quick-witted. This is a saying in my hometown. Picking yellow flowers does not require brute force, but requires quick hands and feet and smooth hands. It is said that it is a yellow flower, but it is actually a picked bud. It is thin and yellow, tender and crisp, and it is in bud and can't be released. When they bloom, they can't become commodities. This requires that the eyes of the person chosen should be bright and accurate, not small. If they are small, they will not grow long enough, which will affect the yield. When they take them home, they may bloom and become defective. Just right is the sweat-dripping experience and wisdom.

It's a little late at noon. The sun is still raging, and sitting still in the house is sweating. The dog stretched out its limbs in the shade of the door, stuck its tongue out, was short of breath, and stuck to the ground for a long time, looking timid and helpless. At this time, people walked out of their homes one after another, some pushing bicycles and hanging two big bamboo cages behind them; There is a cart with children and photo frames on it. Through the winding path, I can see a golden sea of flowers in the distance. In the sun, it stands out. Golden flowers are dotted on green buildings, quiet and beautiful, and it is clearly a big pastoral picture.

When the unique fragrance of faint yellow flowers became stronger and stronger, people put down bamboo cages and children, rolled up their trouser legs, squatted by the well to drink cold water, wiped the sweat off their faces, put on towels, and walked into the yellow flower field, playing a symphony of flower picking.

People hang colorful buns on their chests, with two ends tied around their necks and two ends tied around their waists. The picked yellow flowers are put in it, which is very chic.

Looking up at this time, pieces of golden flowers are packed with people in twos and threes, as if performing on a natural stage, picking yellow flowers skillfully with dexterous hands, as if playing a golden piano, that crisp, that light laugh and that golden curtain are not just celebrating the harvest of natural music.

Playing with both hands at a high temperature of 40 degrees, beautiful notes interweave with sweat, which requires endurance and physical considerations, and is also people's yearning and expectation for life.

The leaves of yellow flowers are more than one meter high, which wrap most people's bodies and can't breathe a trace of wind. In the vegetable fields that have been basked in the sun all day, the hot air is flapping on people's faces with the movement of their bodies, and it is as hot as a sauna room, which is unbearable. You can clearly see that the sweat on your forehead is from small to large, from changeable to large, and it falls like a relay race along your cheeks, nose and auricle.

Sweat brings yellow flowers, but hard work brings gains. Perhaps, ordinary people will be timid when they look at such hard work, but people in their hometown are used to such work after going through the battlefield.

Skilled fingers put the picked yellow flowers on the chest, and the bag slowly bulged. People walk out of vegetable fields as carefully as pregnant women who are seven or eight months pregnant, and bend down to pour the picked yellow flowers into bamboo cages as if they were fished out of water. Suddenly, they felt relaxed, breathed a sigh of relief, enjoyed the cool outside the vegetable field, drank a meal of water and got into the vegetable field again.

In this way, until a piece of vegetable fields completely changed from golden yellow to light yellow. After sunset, the sunset falls on the field, just like half a river, half a yellow river, which is intoxicating.

People went home one carriage after another full of yellow flowers. The woman simply made some soup, ate it in a hurry, and poured the dishes into a bamboo sieve, starting the baptism of the rebirth of yellow flowers.

Steaming vegetables is a technical job.

The fire should not be big, but slow; The wood is not hard, it can be fully heated. The hardness of steamed vegetables determines the quality and grade of yellow flowers. After passing, the food will be soft, red, undercooked, hard, green, ugly and poor in texture. Correctly grasping the time and temperature is the pride of a wise woman and a sign of a good wife and mother.

Steamed vegetables are steamed in a pot, so there's no hurry. People who eat a lot of food often stay up from dark to dawn. Sometimes when they take a nap, they will come out with a pot of soft dishes that make people laugh. Of course, this is also an occasional thing.

In summer, what I fear most is the burning sun, but in my hometown, especially in the year of Huanghua, the sun is so poisonous that people can be cooked. Hometown people looked up at the sky with their foreheads covered and said with a smile, today is a beautiful day! After steaming the vegetables all night, they should spread the steamed vegetables in the open space of the wheat field early and look forward to the sunny weather to bask in the sun. Even if they sweat a little more when picking in the afternoon, they will not complain about God's enthusiasm.

After the baptism of wind and rain, steaming and exposure, the yellow flower finally came out of the phoenix, becoming stronger and stronger, with bones and flesh. Although the sun-baked yellow flower looks distorted and vicissitudes, it finally completes its mission, becomes a positive result and is complete.

Golden flowers have been transported to all corners of the country, full of the feelings of hometown people, but also with the persistence of hometown people in life.

Without some biting cold, plum blossoms can't smell fragrance.

I not only want to ask, what is happiness? This seemingly simple but difficult question to answer, only if you have experienced the process of picking yellow flowers, will you feel that the hard-earned harvest, even the meager harvest, is really happy and happy for the hometown people.