: winter
Speaking of winter, I suddenly think of tofu. It's a "small ocean pot" * * aluminum pot * * boiled tofu, which is warm. The water is rolling, like the eyes of many fish, and a small piece of tofu is left inside, tender and smooth, like a white fox coat that has been put on backwards. The pot is in the "foreign stove" * * * kerosene airtight stove * *, and the stove is blackened, showing the whiteness of tofu. It's night and the house is very old. Although "foreign lights" were lit, it was still dark. Sitting around the table are my father and our three brothers. The "foreign stove" is too high. My father often has to stand up, squint slightly, reach into chopsticks from the dense heat, pick up tofu and put it into our pickles one by one. Sometimes we do it ourselves, but the stove is too high, and we always enjoy it. This is not eating, just playing. Father said it was cold at night, so everyone would be warmer after eating. We all like this kind of white water tofu; As soon as I got to the table, I stared at the pot, waiting for the hot air, waiting for the tofu that fell from dad's chopsticks in the hot air.
It is winter again. I remember it was on the night of November 16th of the lunar calendar. Mr. S, Mr. P and I are sitting by the West Lake. Mr. S has just arrived in Hangzhou to teach, and wrote in advance that "we are going to visit the West Lake, whether it is winter." The moonlight that night was really good, and now it still shines on me. It turned out that the night before was the "first of the month"; Maybe the moon in November is really special. It's past nine o'clock, and it seems that we are the only rowers on the lake. The wind is a little strong, and the moonlight sheds soft water waves; Just then, the line reflected light, like new silver. There are only faint shadows left on the mountains on the lake. Occasionally there are one or two lights under the mountain. S Jun Kouzhan has two poems: "A few stars shine on the fishing village, and the ink is light and the distance is light." We don't talk much, only the sound of oars is even. I gradually fell asleep. P jun "hello" for a moment, then raised his eyelids and saw him smiling. The boatman asked him if he wanted to go to Jingsi Temple. Today is Amitabha's birthday, and it's quite lively there. When I arrived at the temple, the temple was brightly lit and full of the voice of Buddha chanting, as if waking up a dream. That was more than ten years ago, and Mr. S still writes often. Mr. p heard that it was changed several times. The year before last, he received a special tax from a special tax bureau, and never heard from him again.
After a winter in Taizhou, there are four people in my family. Taizhou is a mountain city, which can be said to be in a mountain valley. There is only one street two miles long. On other roads, almost no one can be seen during the day; It is dark at night. Occasionally, someone's window reveals a little light, and pedestrians hold torches; But that's very few. We live at the foot of the mountain. Some are the wind in the pine forest on the mountain and the shadows of birds in the sky. I went in late summer and early spring, but it seems that I have been living in winter; But even in winter, it is not cold. We live upstairs, and the study faces the road; You can clearly hear someone talking on the road. But because there are too few people walking, sometimes there is a sound, which can only be heard when the far wind comes, but it is unexpectedly outside the window. As strangers, we often just sit at home besides going to school. My wife is used to that kind of loneliness, too, and only stays with our father. Although it is always winter outside, it is always spring at home. Once I went to the street, when I came back, the wide window of the kitchen downstairs was open, and their mother and son were lined up side by side; Three faces smiled at me with innocent smiles. It seems that Taizhou is empty, only the four of us; The sky is empty, and there are only four of us. It was the tenth year of the Republic of China, and my wife had just come out from home and was at home. Now she has been dead for almost four years, but I still remember the shadow of her smile.
No matter how cold, windy and snowy it is, it always warms my heart when I think about it.
: choose a spouse
I am the eldest son and grandson, and I talked about my daughter-in-law before I was eleven. I was at a loss about my daughter-in-law. Somehow, I already said that. She is a great-grandmother's family and lives in the countryside of a small county in northern Jiangsu. My family has lived there for a long time and may still take me with them. It's just that I'm too stupid to remember anything. Grandma often lies on the sofa, talking about things there, with the name of this countryman. At first, everything seemed to be just in white smoke. After a long time, I became familiar and intimate before I knew it. Besides the place where I live, I think the country called "garden village" is really the most interesting place. So, I heard that my daughter-in-law has settled there, but it seems natural and has no opinion. Every year, people come to the fields over there, wearing short blue cloth, holding a pipe, and carrying a lot of barley flour, dried sweet potatoes and so on. They occasionally mention the lady to their family. She is about four years older than me, tall and with small feet. But what I was keen on at that time was actually those barley flour and dried sweet potatoes.
I remember when I was twelve years old, there was a message that my young lady had died of lung disease. No one in the family regrets it; About the time they saw her, she was still very young, more than one year old, so I couldn't figure out what kind of person she was. My father was an official in other provinces, and my mother was very anxious about my marriage, so she entrusted a tailor who often made clothes as a matchmaker. In order for the tailor to walk out of the crowd and see ladies and gentlemen. There is nothing wrong with this idea. The tailor came to a family with money, two young ladies, one of whom was born by an aunt. He told me about his wife's eldest daughter. He said there would be a blind date there. Mother agreed and set a date for the tailor to take me to the teahouse. I remember it was winter. On that day, my mother told me to wear a bordeaux robe, a black silk jacket and a small black satin hat with a red hat knot, telling me to be careful. I met Mr. blind date in the teahouse. He is about the same age as me now, wearing a robe and jacket, as if mourning for someone. This man is very kind. He kept looking at me and asked me what books I was reading. When I came back, the tailor said that people looked at me very carefully: they said that my "person" was long, not short, and he watched me walk, fearing that there was something wrong with my feet. Finally let a person take a fancy to. It's our turn to look at people Mother sent a trustworthy old maid. The old lady's report is that the old lady is much older than me and sits in a full-circle chair; The second young lady fell in Xin Wei, and her mother said that she was fat and could not have children, like a relative; Teach the tailor to say two ladies. Seems to be alive. If you don't promise, things will be ruined.
Mother met a lady at the card table. She has a daughter who is very clever. Mother had a heart, and went home and said that the girl was as big as me, skipping and still a child. A few days later, I asked people over there to sound out. The officials there seem smaller than his father's. It was a year before they recovered, and they were also concerned about these things, so they were willing to be that relative. Things have reached 99%, and suddenly something went wrong. A widow old maid used by our aunt is familiar with this family, so she at least taught her mother to ask around. Let her ask. She's hiding something. After all, the little girl was brought here, but her family loved her as much as they loved themselves. Mom's heart is cold. After two years, I heard that she had consumption and smoked. Mom said, fortunately, it was not decided at that time. I already knew something, and I finally stopped thinking about it.
In the year of recovery, my father suffered from typhoid fever and invited many doctors to see him. Finally, I invited a Mr Wu, my later father-in-law. One day, the valet who often called the doctor came back and said that there was a lady in the doctor's house. Since my father is ill, my mother should naturally be more worried about me. Hearing this, he asked. The footman used to talk easily, but he didn't know why. When the doctor came, his mother asked him if the young lady belonged to his family. The sedan chair bearer agreed. My mother discussed it with my father and asked me what uncle doctor meant. I was at my father's bedside that day and heard their conversation. My uncle asked the young lady if she had any family, and he said, what about people like X Weng? The doctor said, very good. So far, the next step is blind date; Or a big momma that my mother trusts. This report is not bad, saying that the feet are bigger. It's a foregone conclusion Mother told the bearers to go back and say that the young lady should wrap some feet. After the wife got married, she said that she had avoided the blind date and met another person. As for the news of the bearers, it caused a little * * *. My father-in-law said to her mother-in-law, early education, you bound her feet, you don't believe it; Look, what they said at last! Mother-in-law said, why don't you pack it and see how his family is! But in the end, I compromised until my wife got married.
Talking about smoking
Some people say, "What are the benefits of smoking? It is better to eat some chewing gum, sweet, but not bad. " Needless to say, you know this must be an amateur. Chewing gum may be good, but I'm afraid women and children are the majority; Men seldom appreciate this kind of thing; Except in America, there are some exceptions. You have to chew a piece of gum for a long time, but you can't finish it. Look at how gentle you are. You can't hide the flower. It's always a bit indecent. It's not like smoking, but like holding an olive. Have you ever seen a man with olives? She has a bulge on her cheek and her mouth is full of things from time to time. There is no need to smoke so hard; Cigarette paper is particularly convenient. Just put it on and smoke leisurely. No one cares about you. Smoking can't tell what it tastes like; Reluctantly, maybe a little bitter. But what smokers want is not that kind of "bitterness", but that kind of "a little". His mouth is too stuffy, or too idle, so it is necessary to have some fun and make him feel that his mouth is still his. Chewing a piece of gum too much is sweet enough and boring enough; And if you have sugar, you may forget "I".
Smoking is actually one thing. Like smoking. You open the box or jar, take out a cigarette, stop on the table a few times, take the cigarette, strike a match and light it. In the meantime, every movement is full of energy, like acting. I may not feel it myself, but when there is no smoke, I feel it. At that time, you must be very bored; Especially two hands, it is everywhere. In addition, smoke lingers in the air,
It is enough for you to grasp it once or twice; It can take you to the farthest place. You can relax for a while even in your busy schedule. Therefore, smokers can really daydream when they light a cigarette. He is a free body at the moment, whether it is a gentleman reclining on the sofa or a mason squatting on the steps. Sometimes he can chat with people with a cigarette in his mouth; Naturally, it is somewhat vague, but it is gratifying that it is indifferent. These are probably all game samadhi.
Many people smoke in order to have a companion. For example, a person lives alone in Beiping, with friends, talking and laughing, and comes home with an empty house like water. At this time, he can smoke a cigarette and borrow some heating. As dusk came, only a few outlines remained in the room. I'm too lazy to turn on the light for the time being. I can also light a cigarette and watch the fire flash on my head, like an intimate whisper. Only I can recognize it. If you're angry, it's better to be angry and suck him a dozen times. When the guests come, you are too tired to speak, or you can't find anything to say. Aren't you anxious to sit still? At this time, you'd better pick up a cigarette to block your mouth and wait for the person opposite. If he does the same, he will try his best to climb in the smoke. Everyone grabs a new date and can stay for a while.
In the past, smoking was just a harmless hobby, but now smoking has become a fashion. My fingers are yellow when I smoke, so let it go. Smoking is not only troublesome, but also stingy, so far away from cigarettes. There is a hole in the coat today and a hole in the vest tomorrow. Let him go. Nicotine in cigarettes will kill a sparrow, so forget it. In short, it is still a kind of de facto "indifference". Cigarettes are good or bad, strong or weak. Those who can distinguish tastes are experts, while those who smoke are generous.