"Xiao Jiezi, the meal is ready. Should we eat at Xiangwu or Dangmenxin?"
I was thinking about how to make the blood and meridians inside the paper man, and suddenly I heard Grandpa shouting to me from across the yard in the front room.
"I'm coming."
I stopped my thoughts, and moved my eyes away from the few wires leading to the front room in the drizzling yard, and walked out from the side room.
There are two beds in the main room. When I was a child, I was afraid of ghosts and was extremely timid.
My grandfather used to live in the left wing. Later, the small wooden bed he made for him was moved to the main room to serve as the door. The wooden bed was connected with ropes in the middle. After a long time, there were a lot of loose ends in the middle.
There are two beds here now. Mine is a larger bed made of wood.
The old man always has an old-fashioned attitude. Even my parents disliked him and said to him: "Let the grandson sleep in the big bed alone."
But grandpa is right next to me. Even if it thunders and rains outside, I am not afraid.
At this time, grandpa had already walked towards the door with a large bowl of noodles and fish roe, and the black and gray hat on his head was soaked with rain.
"The leakage in the front room is too bad now. You can call your dad later and tell him: the front room will fall down if it is not repaired."
Grandpa placed the fish roe on the small square table next to the stove.
"Isn't it noodles? It's noodles and fish roe instead."
As soon as I saw the soup and juice in the gnocchi, it looked particularly delicious. I don’t like garlic, so the leaves my grandpa put in were larger.
But with garlic and other miscellaneous ingredients, it tastes very fragrant.
My grandpa also saw the smile on my face and was very happy.
The look of his five or six-year-old grandson indeed gave him a lot of family happiness in his later years alone in his hometown, a remote village.
I heard my grandpa gasping for breath again, and then I remembered that his asthma has never been very good. I quickly said to him: "Grandpa, you rest here, I will serve the rice."
"The pot is so high, you don't want to knock the bowl over. Hurry up and cut it."
Grandpa spoke the dialect of his hometown,
I heard it very cordially.
After he finished speaking, he walked out into the light rain in the yard.
Years later, when Wei Jing and I were in another city far away, she often complained to me: "There are so many days in the October holiday. I don't want to see my parents, but come here to visit your grandfather's grave." I didn't even have lunch when I came here. '
Add celery, white fungus, chili pepper and garlic cloves to the shredded potatoes.
There is a particularly fragrant smell of childhood. Why don’t I, a person who doesn’t like celery, eat this side dish with my big chopsticks into the bowl?
Later, I stayed in several big cities for more than ten years, and I rarely tasted similar dishes.
The time at this moment is too real,
indeed!
It was happening right now, and I even thought about the future that had happened before. At this moment, I couldn't help but feel like crying.
This old man took me with me for a few years. Later, every time there was a big holiday, he would stand at the entrance of the village and chat with other left-behind elderly people in the village: "My little grandson is here this afternoon."
He is very affectionate to me, and I have never been the same.
"Grandpa, this dish you cooked is so delicious." I originally wanted to tell him, but I never had it again.
"This is what your old lady taught me back then. Decades ago, when the pirates came over, our whole family hid in the mountains without bringing anything to eat. There were several children in our family, and your old lady was Those who came from the vegetable field picked peppers and celery, and they gave us a pot of wild vegetables."
When grandpa saw me watching him tell stories attentively, he drank a small bottle of old shochu that was hot in a covered pot, and spoke even more enthusiastically:
"We were all in a state of disgrace. Before the food was ready, we were lured by the wolf first. We brothers took stones and threw them at them. If we hadn't had so many brothers, we would all be wild. At that time, we were not a big family. If I die, I will be eaten by wolves."
"Aren't there no mountains here?"
I later recalled this story my grandfather told me, because there were no mountains far away from the village where I lived in my childhood, and now my grandfather was by my side.
"We didn't live here before. There are a lot of mountains in the north of the county. You haven't been out, so you don't know. If there weren't many mountains, how could our family survive with so many people."
Grandpa seemed to remember what happened more than fifty years ago. His cloudy eyes looked outside the yard, as if he recalled some people who had happened in the past. His wrinkled face showed contemplation, "The land here is good and the crops are great." .”
"So that's it."
I said,
Grandpa didn’t know that I thought about this problem many times in the next ten years or so.
Throughout my teenage years I thought this was just a story he made up.
