Xue Tong Juvenile (Original)

Author: Zhao Yanming

Youth is a cup of wine that forgets the new year, sour and sweet, with a little green. Many people think that after drinking that glass of wine, there will be more and more sweet and mellow liquids on the road of life. They didn't wash their hands, brush their teeth or prepare any kind of snacks for it, so they swallowed it. Years later, when I think about it, I want another drink with the years. That cup is a mixture of youth and pure sweetness, and it can only be one cup in this life. If you want to know the taste of that year, you can only find it in memory.

In the past, there were not so many shops, restaurants and hotels. Everyone has to go home for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and everyone has to go home for dinner. If they feel that they can't go home to sleep, they can think of other ways. Speaking of eating, I think of an old-fashioned aluminum lunch box, which can hold three kilograms of rice and has three sizes: large, medium and small. Usually, everyone has a big lunch box, which is used to get food when they go out. It is basically not allowed to be used at ordinary times. It is usually placed in the "cupboard" (cupboard), and it will appear solemnly when the family needs it. Lunch boxes or lunch boxes are all about it. Remember it when you are young.

It is no exaggeration to say that it made a grand or solemn appearance, because as long as it is used, it involves a very important agenda at that time, "bringing food." Bringing food is not an accident. In the past, it was either workers or group activities that needed to bring meals. There is no canteen in the unit, and no meals are prepared for activities. They had to bring it back from home. In the past, they were all aluminum lunch boxes, so we couldn't put them in. We had to take them dry, either dry rice or cakes, and prepare dishes. This has a great influence on their family's daily diet. When we were young,

When I was in primary school, there were not many opportunities to bring meals. Every spring, the village will hold a sports meeting, which is fixed. Get up early and go back to the dark. You need to bring your own lunch at noon. It was a just action. When I told my mother, I was not welcome at all. The lunch box is clean and not greasy inside and outside. Rinse with cold water, burn with hot water, and repeatedly wipe with alkali. As for what's in it, my mother insisted on going.

The sports meeting lasts for three days, which is also an extra "year" for the students. It is not important not to participate or win prizes. They are holding flags, beating gongs and drums, queuing in white shirts and blue trousers, singing, and the lunch box is on the back of the schoolbag. Swing your arms, step on your feet, and look back and forth. With the iron whistle blown by the teacher, you won't feel tired for ten miles and eight miles, and you will March to the designated area. Then you will plant all the colorful flags, sit in a row, watch the sports meeting and think about the lunch box in your pocket.

The wind is blowing, the sun is shining, and sometimes it rains a little, covered with plastic sheets, and gathered in twos and threes. So, what, shall we have dinner together? Let's eat together, open the lunch box, you take a bite, I take a bite, then you take a bite in my lunch box and I take a bite in your lunch box. Everyone thinks that the dishes cooked by other people's mothers are better than those cooked by their own mothers. In a short time, they ate all the rice pressed and compacted by their mother, which was twice as much as usual. I don't feel full after eating it. You look at me, I look at you, and then I want to brush the lunch box.

Just as the body wanted to move, the game continued. The light rain just now didn't affect the game at all Sit down. Wet ground, empty lunch box, the sun hasn't hung in the middle, all the vegetables have been eaten, and there are no acne left. I asked the teacher for leave in twos and threes, and the teacher asked me to drink water. Teachers want to go to the toilet, so they all walk outside the playground. What water should I drink? What kind of toilet do you go to? The most important thing is that you have finished eating. I just want to see those vendors outside the gate, and there are still a few cents in their pockets. I haven't tasted sugar popsicles for a long time.

In addition to sports meetings, there are only jobs with meals. There was a shortage of rice fields in wasteland village for one year. The partners danced and laughed, and confidently thought that they would have another chance to take rice. But the teacher announced that only lunch boxes were brought, and no rice was brought. Under the scorching sun, the rice fields in the wasteland are really barren, and all the rice fields have been hoed. Finally, only rice seedlings were dug out. When my back ached and my legs ached and I wanted to cry, the village rice delivery man came, white steamed bread. Are those steamed bread prawns stewed with Malan vermicelli enough to eat? Meng Xiao and others all ate six big steamed buns. The food in that big lunch box was really delicious.

In the fifth grade of primary school, three new foreign teachers came to the school, one was President Dong from Yingpan, and the other was a native of Dawutun, Zhang, who taught us arithmetic. Teacher Zhang likes music and often plays erhu to recruit a group of students to sing. Sometimes young people in the village learn music scores from him, watch the water margin and watch music that points the way to the mountains and rivers. Influenced by him, other teachers also like it. Teacher Zhang is a rice-fried peanut. Sometimes the two brothers cook together, and there are potatoes and corn stew for dinner. I don't know which day, when two people were sleeping, the curtains were drawn in the middle. At that time, there were many classmates. Dong said that Wu Yong was useless (the understanding in the Water Margin), so Zhang replied to him, no! We had agreed to take rice to the reed pond to play wild activities, but because of the dispute between the two old people, it fell through

My mother is most worried about bringing meals every day in junior high school. The meal is easy to say. If you bring too much food, it will be difficult to plan. Potato chips, potato chips, duck egg sauce and pickles are often taken care of. Sometimes parents want to wear clothes for a change, but they hit it off, but the children are not in the same class. The helpless mother had to wear semi-finished products and exchange ideas with each other. Finally, the thorn dried up again, and it was very troublesome to eat. I almost got stuck in my throat, so I went home and told my mother that it didn't matter whether it was delicious or not, so don't listen to the switch again.

Junior high school children, bringing food is already a burden, riding a broken car, the lunch box is also bumpy, and dry food can knock out soup. For boys, it is the most difficult to meet people. When the vegetables are smashed together, the fragrance is mixed with white. The soup overflows the lunch box, not to mention the fear that the female students will see it, even the best partners will not see it. Take out a handkerchief, clean the outside, and find a place to eat with your back. However, when it comes to eating, Big Mouth is the most generous. People are not afraid that you will see him eat, and they are even more afraid that the food he brings is not delicious. It's not noon yet. The teacher was lecturing in front, and Brother Dakou opened the lunch box behind him, took a spoonful of rice and took a bite of pickles. With the sound of the teacher's lecture and the smell of students crowded, the blackboard is changing, and Brother Kou is eating more lunch boxes.

Brother Kou's interesting story is definitely not limited to the artistic conception of eating in class. He also often observes the situation of his classmates around him. Grandpa hongsheng brought little fish sauce, but without soy sauce, the fish was originally fishy. Sometimes he goes to the bike to smell it, sometimes he smells it casually, and then he tells Hongsheng Fengyuan that I guess you brought the fish in the lunch box today. If you share it with him at lunch, he will either finish lunch or blush.

For a time, Brother Kou was more energetic, lifting bicycles, climbing trees, tumbling on branches, holding a bench in one hand and pushing out the table with both hands. As a result of the last few games, the arm strength of standard brother was the strongest at that time. He became strong and close, which produced many stories. Didn't you always say, bring rice and aluminum lunch boxes? At that time, when students brought meals, they all had a bag for lunch boxes. There are many kinds of bags, some are military green, some are imitation, some are patched with rags, and some are ashamed of broken bags. Simply hang lunch boxes on trees or bicycles and gather in the shade when eating. Before and after meals, they can compete with each other.

Brother Dian Biao's bike seems to be a little smaller than someone else's 28-pole. When he comes home from school, he rides faster than others. Uncle Feng Yuan asked him, why do you ride so fast? In a word, he refused and rode faster. When Uncle Feng Yuan borrowed it for dinner, he told Brother Dianbiao that you were so boring yesterday. You ride so fast, Brother Dakou is coming to join in the fun. Why don't you hurry back and do the problem? What's the hurry? Look at me. I should eat and drink. If the teacher takes a stand, then stand. Whoever is admitted to the university and doesn't know his classmates is everyone's grandson. Then there was no summer-planting, and brother Dianbiao went to wash the lunch box. The other brothers, with their eyes wide open, unanimously decided to hang his lunch box on the branch after school.

The school bell rang, and the school gate was full of people, some on foot, all by the side, some riding bicycles, except those with flat tires, all rushing home like arrows. When the car left the street, someone shouted: Dianbiao, where is your lunch box? So, angry cousin Dian had to go back to school and ride two miles for nothing. Brother Dian Biao is quick-eyed and quick-footed. Another classmate is really angry. Yangjiahuang has a young man with a nice car, a new lunch box, a brand-new Baishan brand bicycle and brand-new oxhide shoes. He speaks huskily and laughs, which is not done by Brother Kou. Someone put a brick in his lunch box and told him not to use his teeth if he couldn't bite. The next day, this buddy didn't bring any food, so he asked him that his lunch box was gone and even the bricks were thrown away. The classmate who put bricks advised him for two days before he began to bring food.

When I was in junior high school, my teacher also brought meals. Teacher Zhao Xiuxue is the best. My daughter-in-law works as a chef in Goubangzi Hotel. She brought it to him in different ways. Every day when she eats, he is the most proud. Look at this. Be the daughter-in-law of this yellow croaker. Cherry meat, tiger skin pepper, and a yard of fried meat slices. Just try it. Anyone who has never met his wife knows that she is white and fat. Then teacher Zhao Baozhi. Every day, there are sorghum rice, sometimes pickles, sometimes potato chips, sometimes leeks and peppers. If someone tries to persuade him, he will show you his three sons. Is it my turn to eat? Mr Li Chengfu, I also regard him as my uncle. He doesn't go behind my back when eating. He has a blue handkerchief wrapped in two tortillas. At most, he went to the canteen to buy a spinach soup.

One day after school, Uncle Fengyuan and I fished out a pot of all kinds of Ga fish (Ga duck, Sticky fish, Huang Ga) and gave it to my second uncle. At noon the next day, Zhao Chengde's Sun Zhonghui was there, all my uncles, and they got together to eat Ga fish. That day, Zhao Xiuxue brought elbow meat. The first time I saw them drinking, they were all very happy. Guo asked Miss Li if the chemistry teacher would be short of vinegar? No wonder this fish is so sour, even if it is made of acetic acid. My tears flowed down, my classmates were bitter, and the teacher was really bitter at that time. I sent them some fish to make them happy.

Then I came back. All the teachers and students know that there are many fish there. Diao Yukun led Zhou Li, the army led Fu Guangji, Zhang Yuhai followed, eldest brother, big brother and HongSheng grandpa four, and Feng Yuan and Dian Biao. One story after another. Until now, I haven't forgotten that branch, and I haven't forgotten to do somersaults on it and hang it on it.