To say that an ordinary meal will be remembered for a lifetime is just to describe a meal that can't be forgotten. I've been memorizing a meal for more than 57 years. It seems that I will not be able to forget it until I die, and then I will call it a lifetime. I was drafted into the army in July, 1962, during the three years of natural disasters in our country, when the people were starving and the army had rations. To the army's first meal is "attacking the bunker", that is, to eat the nest, that nest is with a mold buckle, look like a bunker, half a catty one, the head specifically instructed to let the recruits eat, this time not with the amount of, hey! These new recruits like hungry wolves, rushed to the bunker rushed on it, I ate that meal three nest (one and a half catty) a bowl of cabbage soup, eat that wanton ah, that fragrant ah, now what delicious food can not be compared to what is good now, how is it good to talk about not eat the taste of that time it? Can I forget this meal? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
There is one common meal that I will never forget: in 1968, I went from Tianjin to the rural areas of Shanxi. I was in the third production team, a kind aunt was very good to me, always said a small Tianjin student child, left his parents to the poor countryside, how ?? fear (poor) ah. After I was selected for a job, I often went back to the village to visit the aunt. Once, the aunt picked back a handful of bean curd, to give me to do brine (stewed) noodles to eat, she kept circling around the shed, her mouth kept reading gibberish: this chicken why not lay eggs? The chicken is still not laying eggs? ....... A hen cackling cackling cackling out of the shed, the aunt immediately went in and took out a warm egg, she used this egg to give me a bowl of egg beans halo (stewed) noodles, happy to say: Nier, quickly eat, I put a lot of oil, can be fragrant. With tears in my eyes, I ate the noodles with egg and bean curd, and felt the motherly love given to me by my aunt. Later, she became my godmother, and I repaid her with a spring of water, honoring her for more than thirty years, until she died of heart disease in 2008. I dreamt of my godmother many times, a kind and reasonable old lady. Godmother, are you well in heaven? In the future, I will go to heaven to find you, continue to filial piety return to your old man, every day wait to take care of your old man, godmother, wait for me .......
On New Year's Day 1975, I was able to go back to Zhengzhou to celebrate the New Year because I was on duty.
A good friend, Liu Ruiying, is also from Zhengzhou, and his parents' home is in the Iron Mountain mine in a dozen miles.
Early in the morning on New Year's Day, Liu Ruiying called me to go to her home to celebrate the Chinese New Year.
I was happy to agree, Liu Ruiying is seven years older than me, in Henan Province, Guangshan County as a youth, very insightful. The two of us will take the mountain road to my house, take a shortcut, and get there early."
Maiyang is located in the Fuyao Mountains, a hilly area with winding roads.
Nine o'clock on the road, through the hospital behind an acacia grove on the corner of the mountain on the goat path, the hillside is covered with gray and yellow dry shrubs, clattering and whimpering, bare acacia tree branches in the cold out a burst of horrible collision, the wind slipped the trunk of the tree, the oak bushes, jumping up and down, blowing me shivering from the cheeks of the stiffness of the pain. See Liu Ruiying picked up a few acacia tree branches from the ground, twisted a few times, tied to my cotton jacket jacket, she said: "This is the wind, go hot on the good!" And with a glove rubbing my frozen red face, said: "more rubbing, beware of frostbite."
Liu Ruiying and I arrived at her home at nearly twelve o'clock. Fifty-year-old Liu's mother greeted me charitably, saying, "Such a little girl! Drink some soup first to suppress the cold!"
Liu Ruiying's home is burning a big iron stove fire is booming, I roasted peanuts while waiting for Liu's mother's soup. To be honest, the breakfast of a soup, a bun, a penny salted vegetables early hunger in the front of the heart, and walked for more than two hours on the mountain road, has been hungry.
A short while later, Liu's mother brought a milk pot of soup in, handed me hand, said: "First pad, rice later good. "
I took the soup and ate it without letting Liu Ruiying taste it.
This ordinary pot of quail soup, steaming hot flavor, moistens my enormous face. I stirred the quail soup, to which I added fungus, cauliflower, quail, quail breast, vermicelli, spinach, parsley, sesame oil, and thickened the thickening very thick.
I drank a milky pot of quail soup in one gulp and exclaimed, "It's delicious, it's beautiful. "
In the years to come, I drank countless soups, always not as good as the pot of quail soup of Liu's mother, but also many times to prepare their own ingredients to try to do Liu's mother's quail soup, the taste is not like the feeling of my memory.
That pot of soup into the depths of my heart, the memory of the soup, and then did not appear on my table, become my eternal thoughts.
Is there an ordinary meal that you remember for the rest of your life?
Answer: There is really that is in childhood on the elementary school when the first picnic activities and that picnic place and happen to be arranged in the scope of a troop barracks in a border territory Instead of a picnic, it is better to say directly that the troops of the army officers and soldiers that day at noon to invite us into the cafeteria of the elementary school students and they **** into the lunch Memories are still vivid na sitting in the army's cafeteria table with the troops at that time also called them uncle of the People's Liberation Army officers and soldiers. Sitting at the table in the army canteen and eating the army's big meal with the officers and soldiers, who were still calling them "uncle of the People's Liberation Army" at that time, it was such a happy and joyful experience for us at that time.
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Yes. I will remember the bowl of shredded potato rice for the rest of my life.
In the fall and winter of 1970, I was in my second year of junior high school. At that time, the call for "preparation for war and famine", the school organized a camping exercise for our grade, through the provinces of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, lasted ten days. Each person to pay ten pounds of food stamps, a few dollars, each class draw three people to form a cooking class, responsible for buying food and cooking. To the end of the pulling the next day at noon, we arrived at Yixing Dingshan, stayed down after lunch, the teacher informed: free activities in the afternoon, but can not go out individually to go far. In spite of this, we are still very happy, ten days have been walking with the army, a bit of free space has never been.
Dingshan, Dingshu town, is a large town of Yixing, known as "China's ceramic capital" and famous around the world. Dingshu Town is made up of three towns, Dingshan, Shushan and Tangdu, and is said to have been more prosperous than the county seat of Yixing.
Zhao Jiansheng, my classmate, lived in the east of my house, is also considered a small hair, after dinner that day, he asked me to go to his aunt's house in Shushan. I don't have any relatives in Yixing, so I've never been outside of the county, and I've never been there before, but I've been there before, and I've never been there before, and I've never been there before, and I've never been there before, and I've never been there before.
Later, I remembered that Zhao's aunt's house is now Yixing's Shushan Old Street, on the east side of Dingshan. Along the stone pavement, the market was built according to the river, the river trafficking pottery boats into pieces, the street tile house small buildings, store rows of doors lined up. All the families are making Zisha pots, and the blanks are put under the eaves to dry, while in the house the clay is flung to make the blanks and the carvings are engraved.
Aunt Zhao's house was no different from those on the street, with two storefronts, two rows of doors to the side, two small cabinets full of all kinds of Zisha pots, pots and pans, as well as cricket jars and all kinds of small decorations, with dry blanks drying on the side. Door in a corner, stacked a few piles of purple clay, but not all purple, there are red, white, yellow, black, I guess the purple sand is probably just a general term, but also a variety of clay preparation, and even there is not purple purple sand pots and utensils ......
Further in, under the dim lamp, is a few table, next to the staircase up the stairs.
Upstairs on the south side is the owner of the living place, the layout is very elegant, wall painting and calligraphy works hanging everywhere. Later, I learned that the Ding Shu people more pottery for the industry, Shushan is mainly to make purple sand pots, it is inevitable to carve on the pots, so the pot makers are good at writing and painting, although not on the artist, but more or less still a little level.
Running off the subject, gossip off-topic, back to the main story. Upstairs on the north side is a place to eat, but also a place of hospitality. We sat down, Zhao students aunt politely, even said no preparation, nothing for your children to eat. Unexpectedly, Zhao students took a glance at the table placed a can (cans, pottery storage apparatus, generally larger) leftover rice, said: this rice for us to eat it!
During the pulling period, a catty of rice every day, either a bowl of greens, or a bowl of radish as a dish, with a few oil stars floating above, is usually not enough to eat at home, not to mention the pulling, every day to walk dozens of miles. The company's business is a very important part of the company's business, and the company's business is very important to the company!
Auntie of course, can not not agree, took out two large bowls, a can of rice divided, and brought out the rest of the noon half a bowl of green vegetables and a bowl of radish soup. The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers," he said, adding that the company has added at least 30 percent of its own shredded yams to the rice. A few minutes later, even rice plus vegetables all down, ha! Finally have a few points of satiety.
Children and adults do not have much to say, eat and wipe the mouth turn around and go. On the way to say, we may have eaten all the dinner of other people's homes. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some food.
Although just a bowl of rice with shredded yams, there is no dish, and has been the past 50 years, but this bowl of rice has never forgotten, not to say that it is the most delicious meal, but it is a bowl of rice that will remember for a lifetime.
There is ah, the first time to go to my husband's home to eat that table dishes simply, shoot cucumbers, fried cucumbers, fans mixed with cucumbers, cucumbers dipped in sauce, no other dishes are all cucumber feast, was very angry but still hard to finish the meal, the more irritating is the next day I suddenly went to his home, the results let me see after the mother-in-law's brother came to give to do a big table full of good food, and now I still fresh in my mind, pro! The difference between the pro and post is so big
I grew up in a poor family, three years of natural disasters over that time, eat anything fragrant. Once an aunt in this hospital to take me to her factory to accompany her on duty, Sunday, take turns to look after the door, noon she gave to do the fried greens, that is, shredded radish mixed with noodles, put some salt, thin a piece of a piece of fried in the pot, very tasty, after eating greens, boiled noodles in soup noodle soup, which put a little seaweed, it was the first time I ate seaweed! That meal, I not only remember to now, but also do often eat to now.
I will never forget that meal and that aunt!
Going to Wuchang uncle's home, because the maternal uncle in Wuchang planted rice, but since I was born, I have not seen this maternal uncle
15 years, and the coach in the gym once chat days, the coach knows my hometown of Harbin, asked me to know if I know know to sell authentic Wuchang rice, I said to ask for help,
Called his old uncle, the old said that my family had a Wuchang
Animal and Childhood Development in the United States and the United States. p> This has appeared in my life a common but remembered for a long time a meal
Uncle Grandpa's family is very enthusiastic, listen to us to come, the surrounding relatives also came, this take some rice, which take a few bottles of wine, what fruit small yard vegetables slipped Chicken and so on [adoration] [adoration] [adoration]
Noon in the uncle's home to eat a meal, in fact, quite grand, chicken, duck, fish and meat dipped in pickles
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Not a lifetime, but, at least so far, as it is less than a lifetime, has been remembered for 27 years, a long time.
In 1993, I graduated from secondary school, to a steel plant internship, the master is a female worker, similar to my age, people are very honest, treating people warmly.
July 1, the founding of the Party Day, the command in order to thank the masters for their careful guidance training, to each of us issued a bottle of wine, a cigarette, to be sent to their own masters, to express their gratitude.
Lesbians, do not smoke, do not drink, I send appropriate or not? Hesitation for more than a day, or send it, because I was poor pockets, only less than a hundred dollars a month income, their own cooking, buying snacks, basically has been tight, there is no extra money for the master to send other gifts.
My "gift" is very solemn, in advance and the master said hello, July 1, day shift, after work to the master's home.
I would have liked to, after sending something to go, who knows a door, ho! The living room on the coffee table fruit, snacks have long been set up, the master and her mother in the kitchen fried vegetables. Master's father is not tall, people are very enthusiastic, very talkative, warmly greeted me sitting on the sofa, and is peeling fruit, and is pouring tea. In the process of conversation, I know that the master's father in the group's financial department work, is very enviable department. See I want to leave the meaning, he pressed my shoulders and said: eat dinner and go.
I am a special real people, the age and small, twenty years old just out of the beginning, people say so, I did not insist on too much to go, on the obedience to sit down to eat.
The master's father took out a bottle of white wine, the bottle is white porcelain, said this wine is not bad, drink some. The wine was poured into the glass with a great viscosity and smelled very fragrant. I don't know how many cups I drank, it was hot, and I was nervous, and I felt like I had a headache, but I was too embarrassed to talk about it, and I was sweating.
A little while up a fish, is steamed, the master of the family enthusiastically let me eat, I do not remember, as if the master gave me a piece of fish. The first time I ate fish, a mouthful into the mouth. Where to consider the fish spines ah! As a result, a few fish spines in the mouth, chewing, do not dare to swallow, the home of the paper basket where I do not know, spit can not spit, coupled with the hot weather, I am embarrassed to be sweating.
Halo a meal meal finished. I'm ready to go, the master's father took out two tickets, said the unit club tonight, there is a performance, the country's famous actors and actresses also want to come, let us go to see the show.
At the time of watching the show, I'm a little bit of a daze, I just remember the stage and jumping, hissing, neon flashes, applause and applause under the stage ......
It's been almost thirty years since 1993, and it's a meal I always remember.