Editor's note: a dish of peanuts, evoked the past of childhood. Wen TV drama flavor, and then in retrospect, always feel very warm and happy! Peanuts, once a favorite food of the number of children,
supra, also adults drinks side dishes. Although peanuts has faded out of sight of some of the peanuts has a deep complex, still remain in the hearts of peanuts incense into the Heart of feeling, how can wipe it away, will not forget until the end of life. Customers visit to the factory at night banquet dinner, a la carte time, I routinely at the point of the side dishes,
chaussure supra, the first point of a dish of fried peanuts, but it has been to three drinks, main course almost finished still have not seen the traces of that dish peanuts. Angry recruited a restaurant manager,
doudoune moncler, asked why he main course almost finished, I was the first point of the side dishes but not on Qi side of the customer heard my question, and quickly said no, no, anyway are satiated. I do not care about his persuasion,
moncler, insisted on the complement of the manager, that is already familiar customers with surprised eyes looked at me, I think he must have thought I was drunk ...
so in my persistence and managers continued to apologize sound that dish light uncooked rice has finally brought to the table, I looked at that dish was oily fried, above uniform Eau crystal white salt peanuts, like seeing a long absence a delicacy in general, the table full of curious eyes watching carefully Xieqi one, gently placed in the mouth, when the peanuts are familiar with the smell of the mouth to spill my time, as if falling back years to go back to childhood.
child lived in a remote mountain village, hundred households of a village population, are dependent on a coal mine for a living in the village, the whole village lived the sunrise Riruerxi the calm life. Members of the village per household composition are almost always the same: the miner's father, the housework mother, and litter of three, five, even six or seven large and small children. The family finances are well aware,
louboutin pas cher, as miners, the men, who pulled out some money from the mine every day to go home to live each other very clearly, the days not more than anyone else better, so it not going to laugh at the house, children had no shoes, and that children will not get that children did not pay his tuition, the teacher left standing for the mouth ... so tacit noise to live a the day near to each other; Whose sick, fiddled Minato, total, whilst the number sent to the town to see a doctor, that had a red and white thing, as long as the victim yell, no one has there will be the last part of the discourse of the Dodge prevarication.
day when the sky appears gray dawn, the village before Murao there will be two waves of the crowd, the village before the miners of the parent's generation, team, they wear the same equipment: safety lamp, a large bottle. When the box stool, the pedestrian arranged in a long queue, quartzite Road, along the wan extended silence to mine the direction of winding away; their silence, because they just wake up in the dark, but must be further another in the dark around the front waiting for them is boundless in the underground darkness, moisture, and stew hot, and they do not know, this moment, and his family goodbye to go out at night is also safe reunion arranged such a fate, they All anyone could do to the right. the
Murao end, is quite different, small groups of kids, bolted to swallow over a breakfast of porridge and pickles, and began to walk more than one hour mountain, to catch the 7:00 school early study hall to go. Worry-free children and the silence of the miners, but it is a stark contrast, the small animals they like to put that came out, bounce, twittering all the way to slapstick with the rush to go to school, the livelihoods of people, as well as their own future, are too distant for them. If their minds have placed something on his mind, it is nothing more than yesterday, did not consider good Chinese or mathematics that subject, today's papers when, inevitably have to pay the teacher a good meal to beat.
I was fourth grade, fifth grade in sub-cloud, sub-cloud height term, but we are is the best friend in the village. Way to school, always falls on the last, because the sub-cloud father is the cadres mine the Shanggong can be a little later, so their home than other people late with breakfast every day I always eat over He finished eating breakfast, to the sub-cloud home and then go to school, probably the village children have taken the half to go every day half run to catch up with the school team, the idea became two of us go to school a pleasure. home
sub-cloud family, because his father cadres,
franklin marshall, basically than we generally under the ore miners families to be good, in the eyes of our children,
supra shoes, that a good show at the dinner table,
louboutin, is more than to pay attention to; every morning I went to sub-cloud to go to school, see a total of their home on the breakfast table, at least more than our house pickles, fermented bean curd,
louboutin pas cher, or as radish dry, always on a two-disc side dish, not a dish of salted fish is a dish of fried eggs, or fried vegetables or to dish fried peanuts. Then whenever looking at the sub-cloud relish with his breakfast, and my young mind to the first expectations, is encouraged to study hard, pay any more money, so our family dinner table,
louboutin, you can also family of sub-cloud on the table, multi-plate of salted fish dish omelette, or multi-fried vegetables or multi-disc fried peanuts.
not remember from when the peanuts of the pair cloud family breakfast table, I suddenly had a strong interest in, each time looking at the sub-cloud from the table, that dish was oily fried peanuts a rice dish into the mouth, I always want to swallow the saliva of several times. and tension pinch a few of his thigh, to be able to restrain her want to open a few to eat the impulse to the sub-cloud.
remember the morning I went to the sub-cloud family want him to go to school, he just finished breakfast in the clean up of dishes on the table, there are a few leftovers and half dish peanuts, sub-cloud received the dishes to the kitchen, his mother, his wife then just also busy kitchen, dining room, leaving me to see no one around, I do not know to the impulse, I approached a stride table, and quickly reached from that half dish of peanuts and picked up one, and then do not know when Just as with the other hand from the hands that took one in the peanuts into the mouth, but found his wife had appeared on the other side of the table, being received with leftover plates of vegetables, I looked up at his wife one, see him downcast eyes in income with vegetables, does not seem to see my behavior, then just sub- The cloud is also back the bags come out, so they Pei disturbed heart, and sub-cloud half ran out of his house.
I have not been able to safety under the heart to come to class, I thought the high wife I do not know whether to see the behavior I stole peanuts, or Should she have seen, I wonder if she will not tell anyone or tell my parents, if so, that my house, earnestly strict father, and certainly would make me its eat the bear away.
back home until late at night, my hanging a day of heart did not down, look at the parents did not abnormal movements, thinking about my heart glad, high Madam morning did not see, or certainly not so cheap. So they feel at ease sat down to dinner, but a surprise to see the dinner table more than an album oily fried peanuts, pending questions, hear my mother has been in the interpretation: few households per sent pounds, said that her relatives to send to a bag full of ... go to the small village will decline, the sub-cloud and I lost their contact, but for his mother; that kind of woman, my life's journey behind me, always often think of her, she always reminded me : 做人要厚道, the need to take the face of others, to stay one way to go to someone else.
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