The most brave system in history

"Little Jiezi, the meal is ready, should we eat at Xiangwu or be the gatekeeper?"

I was thinking about the method of making the blood vessels and meridians inside the paper figurine, when I suddenly heard my grandfather shouting to me across the yard from the front room.

"I'm coming."

I stopped my thoughts, and looked away from the few wires leading to the front room in the drizzle yard, and walked out from the wing room,

There are two beds in the main room. I was afraid of ghosts when I was a child, and I was very timid.

My grandfather used to live in the left wing room. Later, the small wooden bed made for him was moved to the main room as the entrance. The middle of this wooden bed is connected with ropes.

Now there are two beds here, and mine is a relatively large bed made of wood.

The old man is always old-fashioned, even my parents disliked it, and told him: "Let the grandson sleep alone on the big bed."

But grandpa is right next to me, even if it is thundering and raining outside, I am not afraid.

At this time, grandpa was already walking towards the door with a large bowl of noodle fish roe, and the black and gray hat on his head was soaked by a lot of rain.

"Now the front house is leaking too much rain and rain. You should call your father and tell your father: if the front house is not repaired, it will collapse."

Grandpa put the noodle caviar on a small square table near the stove.

"Isn't it burning noodles? It's changed to noodle fish roe."

As soon as I saw the soup and juice in the gnocchi, it looked very delicious. I don’t like garlic, and the leaves that my grandfather put in are bigger.

But with garlic and other miscellaneous ingredients, the taste is very fragrant,

My grandfather also saw the smile on my face and was very happy.

The appearance of his five or six-year-old grandson did indeed allow him to enjoy a lot of family happiness alone in the remote village of his hometown in his later years.

I heard my grandpa panting heavily again, and I just remembered that his asthma has never been very good. I hurriedly said to him, "Grandpa, you rest here, I'll serve the meal."

"The pot is so high, you don't want to overturn the bowl when the time comes. Hurry. Cut. Hundred."

Grandpa spoke the local dialect of his hometown,

I listened very kindly.

After he finished speaking, he walked into the light rain in the yard.

Many years later, Wei Jing and I were in another city far away, and she often complained to me: "There are so many days in the October holiday, so I don't want to see my parents, but come to visit your grandfather's grave."I didn't even have lunch here. '

Added celery, white fungus, chili and garlic cloves to the potato shreds,

A very fragrant childhood taste, what should I say, I am a person who does not like to eat celery, and I also put it in the bowl with big chopsticks in this side dish.

Later, I stayed in several big cities for more than ten years, and basically seldom ate a similar dish.

The moment is so real,

indeed!

It was happening now, I even thought about the future that happened, and I couldn't help but want to cry at this moment,

This old man took me with him for a few years, and then every time there was a big holiday, he would stand at the entrance of the village and chat with other left-behind old people in the village: "My little grandson came over this afternoon."

He is very close to me, and why am I not.

"Grandpa, this dish of yours is so delicious." I wanted to tell him that I never tried it again.

"This is what your old lady taught me. Decades ago, when pirates called, our family hid in the mountains. At that time, we didn't bring anything to eat. There are many children in our family. Your old lady was Those who came over in the vegetable field came to pick chili seeds and celery, and gave us a pot of wild vegetables at that time."

Grandpa saw that I was concentrating on watching him tell the story, drank a small bottle of hot old shochu in a covered pot, and spoke more vigorously:

"We are all in a state of disgrace. The food is not ready yet, so we were lured here by the wolf first. Our brothers took stones and threw them over. If we hadn't had many brothers, we would have been more wild. At that time, we were a big family. If I die, I will be eaten by wolves."

"Aren't there mountains here?"

I later recalled the story my grandfather told, because there were no mountains far away in my childhood village, and now it happens that my grandfather is by my side.

"We didn't live here before. There are many mountains in the north of the county. You haven't been out, I don't know. If there are not many mountains, how can our family live so many people?"

Grandpa seemed to remember what happened more than 50 years ago. His cloudy eyes looked out of the yard, as if he recalled some people that happened before. His wrinkled face was full of thoughts, "Our land is good, and the crops grow very well."

"So it is."

I said,

Grandpa didn't know that this question reminded me many times in the next ten years,

All my pre-teen years I thought it was just a random story he made up.