The story of Sugar-Coated Berry.

One night, we went to the back door for dinner and met a middle-aged uncle at the door. He parked his motorcycle outside the door and just got off the bus. He quickly curled up his arms, exhaled into the palm of his hand with his mouth, and rubbed it while shouting.

Uncle wore a little thin clothes, his hair was particularly messy by the wind, and his yellow face showed a trace of fatigue. He walked by, staring back at his car as he walked, as if he were very upset.

He rides a very ordinary medium-sized motorcycle. The car body is covered with stripes, large and small. It seems to be used frequently, but it doesn't clean very much, so it looks a bit shabby. He looked back frequently, naturally not worried about someone stealing his car, but worried about the string of candied haws standing at the back of the car.

When Uncle was still far away, a group of people had noticed that Sugar-Coated Berry was like a flaming flower. When he slowed down at the door, we knew he must have come for dinner.

The naughty friend spoke first and said, "When he stops at the door, we will rush forward, pick it up and run!" " "

"Hey, be careful to be beaten!" Another person said this, which sounded very justified. As a result, he said, "You'd better bring a string."

Several people come and go, winking at each other, as if they really want to try, but they know each other well and are just joking. After a few words, I followed my uncle's footsteps and went in for dinner.

After ordering, uncle didn't sit inside, but ran to the seat at the door alone. So I don't bow my head to play with my mobile phone, just staring at his string of candied haws.

I looked down my eyes, and the string of candied haws looked particularly attractive. Unconsciously, I remembered some stories about sugar-coated haws.

02

In high school, everyone was studying in the county. Coming from a township, friendship is always very good, and I get together with these "fellow villagers" from time to time. Play ball games, chat, eat together, and even take turns celebrating birthdays. ...

I don't often meet them at school. When a few people get together naively on weekends, someone will always be late or even stand you up. After that, I will make it clear and live in peace. We only have weekend afternoons every week, and we always cherish half a day.

At that time, Qin Jiao often played with us boys. Often before the weekend, Qin Jiao comes down and says to us, "Wang Fan, where are you going to play with me this week?" Sometimes I hate to part with it, but I can't get along with Qin Jiao.

Once, a girl selling candied haws suddenly appeared at the school gate. Red face, tall and thin, with a ponytail, stood there waiting for someone to take care of her affairs.

This girl is about our age. She is fifteen or sixteen years old and looks very green, so she looks particularly conspicuous. At the same age, we are still playing all day, and this girl is independent.

Every time I meet this girl, Qin Jiao will deliberately slow down and say, "Why don't we buy some Sugar-Coated Berry?" Her voice will suddenly become gentle, as if asking for everyone's advice, but we are young and frivolous and can't think of more meanings. Naturally, we are not interested in Qin Jiao's gentle tone.

"Wang Fan, buy a bunch!" Qin Jiao said to me. I waved my refusal. She walked up to the person next to her. "Peng Zhicheng, what about you? Buy a bunch! "

Lao Peng has always been a gentle man, very talkative, blushing like a monkey's ass, but he still smiled and said, "Forget it! I don't want it, I don't want it! "

Qin Jiao asked back and forth several times, from gentleness to severity, but no one wanted it. She was so angry that she almost tore us to pieces. Finally, I gritted my teeth and bought a bunch for each of us.

Qin's effeminacy walked in the front, walked behind and ate Sugar-Coated Berry, never talking to us. We boys, eating this candied haws in our mouths, also feel good. Everyone said I was laughing, and Qin Jiao saw it and gnashed her teeth with anger.

Later, every time she went out with Qin Jiao, she had to pay for candied haws for us to eat, some with one string and some with two strings. Sometimes she doesn't eat it herself, but she also wants to buy some strings for us to eat.

I bought it many times, which seems to understand her good intentions. She doesn't have to say anything when I go out. Someone will buy it, or Qin Jiao will get a few strings, and the rest will pay. At this time, Qin Jiao would laugh and act like a Jianghu boss.

She often doesn't eat it herself and leaves it to us, just like raising a group of lazy "sons". Later, Qin Jiao became my senior.

We haven't been in the same university in recent years, and we have little contact. But she will always be the first person who needs help, a person she knows and doesn't know, so that world events are closely related to her. And my respect for her is almost the beginning of the "sugar gourd" of that year.

03

There are many people who set up stalls outside the school, and those who sell candied haws are just the tip of the iceberg. Every weekend, there are long queues on that road, and there is everything to eat, wear and live, which is almost more complete than a supermarket. Business is good because it is cheap and good, and it is close to the door.

I don't know whether the people who sell candied haws are smarter or whether candied haws are really convenient and can be taken to many places. Most people at the gate can only set up stalls on weekends, and people who sell candied haws often appear at the fence of our upper physical education class.

It is not appropriate to say it is a fence. In fact, it is a fence surrounded by several iron columns. Smaller people can even get through the gap. People can come in and out freely, and those who sell candied haws naturally refuse to let go. In physical education class, the students dispersed, and the people selling candied haws by the fence came.

Greedy people are generally girls, and those who eat candied haws are mostly girls with objects. The man selling candied haws shouted aside, and some boys heard him. When they saw the girl's expression, they immediately got the message. They had the money to buy it directly, but they had no money to borrow it everywhere and bought two strings. In the scorching sun, they sat under the tree, and their hearts were so sweet. They sometimes eat one, and the people around them are really envious.

Some bold girls can't stand the temptation of candied haws, and they try their best to get boys who play well to buy them without paying. Some boys really bought it, and everyone around them clamored for it. If boys don't buy it, others will say, "So-and-so is partial to so-and-so, is she interesting?" As a result, the candied haws didn't arrive, and the boys and girls were really said to be lovers. This sugar-coated gourd! That's many advantages.

04

In high school, we held two art festivals in succession. During the days when the festival was held, various ball games were held during the day and various programs were displayed at night. There was basically no class that week. In the evening, most students are free. Some watch movies in the classroom, some perform in various classes in the square, and some wander around the campus like ghosts.

The seller of Sugar-Coated Berry, who didn't know where he came in, wandered directly behind the square, waiting for the wandering person to buy his Sugar-Coated Berry. Most people who travel at night are mixed with men and women. Some people are in love, and buying a bunch of candied haws just enhances their feelings. Some are still on the way to love, and they have a good impression on each other, but they are embarrassed to say it. Just a bunch of candied haws, eating and eating, holding hands somewhere.

Occasionally meet other friends, in order to cover up embarrassment, they will also say "candied haws are for sale!" " "Under normal circumstances, the first questions are greedy friends. I remember walking with some friends once. I met a candy gourd buyer in the shop and bought several strings. I met a man on the road and gave him a bunch of candied haws. These people are very grateful to us. We won't talk about it either. In fact, I bought too many candied haws, so I'll give them to you if I can't finish them. ........

I haven't eaten Sugar-Coated Berry for several years now, and people who used to eat Sugar-Coated Berry together don't know where to go. When we came back from dinner, the middle-aged uncle who sold sugar-coated haws had disappeared, and the string of sugar-coated haws gradually faded from my heart.

When my sister and I were walking in the street last year, when she was eight years old, she clamored for Sugar-Coated Berry, and she became angry if she didn't buy it. I smiled and bought her a sugar gourd the size of a wooden stick. She ate with relish and said, "Brother Fan, this sugar-coated gourd is really delicious."

Yes! This sugar-coated gourd is the best.

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