Li Liangping is a Japanese writer, whose real name is Ito Gong. He was born in the 29th year of Showa (1954) and was born in Shazhou, Hokkaido. Translated in high school? Andersen's fairy tales aroused his interest in oral fairy tales.

in his spare time, he collected more than 4 folk stories, told them in local dialects in person, hosted the Chestnut Club and launched a nationwide storytelling activity with the theme of "adults telling stories to children".

The main published works include Textile Princess, Hearing No.2 Whistle again, Crossing the Sky in the Warring States Period and many other works. He used "? A bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles has become a best-selling writer for children in Japan.

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For noodle restaurants, the busiest time is New Year's Eve. On this day of Beihai Pavilion noodle restaurant, I have been very busy since early.

The street, which is usually busy until midnight, is quiet just after 1 o'clock on New Year's Eve. At this time, the customers in Beihai Pavilion noodle restaurant seem to have suddenly disappeared.

just as the last customer left the door, the store mainly said that it was closed, and the store door was creaked open. A woman came in with two children. Two boys, aged about six and ten, are wearing brand-new sportswear. Women wear untimely plaid jackets.

"Welcome!" The proprietress stepped forward to say hello.

"huh? Clear soup buckwheat noodles? A bowl? Is that okay? " The woman asked timidly. The two little boys hid behind their mother and looked timidly at the proprietress.

"Yes, please, please sit here." The proprietress said, and led the three of them to the No.2 table near the heating, and shouted to the counter, "A bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles!"

The boss, who heard the shouts, looked up and glanced at the three of them, and replied, "Good! A bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles-"

Noodles have been prepared on the chopping board for a long time, and piles are like hills, and each pile is for one person. The boss grabbed a pile of noodles, then added half a pile and put them into the pot together. The proprietress immediately realized that this was specially given to the mother and son by her husband.

As soon as the delicious clear soup buckwheat noodles were served, the mother and son immediately surrounded the bowl of noodles and began to eat head to head.

"It's delicious!" Brother said.

"Mom eats too!" The younger brother put a chopstick noodle in his mouth and sent it to his mother.

After a while, I finished my noodles and paid 15 yuan.

"Thank you for your hospitality." The mother and son nodded and thanked each other and went out of the shop.

"Thank you and have a good year!" The boss and the proprietress answered.

after the new year, beihai pavilion noodle restaurant is still busy every day. A year passed quickly, and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

as before, the busy day is coming to an end. After ten o'clock in the evening, just about to close, the store door was opened again, and a woman came in with two boys.

The proprietress looked at the untimely plaid coat on that woman, and she remembered the last three customers last year.

"? This? A bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles? Is that okay? "

"Please, please sit inside," the proprietress took them to the No.2 table last year. "A bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles-""Ok, a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles-"The boss answered, and rekindled the extinguished fire.

"Hey, dad, give them three bowls, will you?"

the proprietress whispered in the boss's ear.

"No, if so, they may be embarrassed."

the boss said, grabbed a half portion of noodles and put it in the pot.

There is a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles on the table. Mother and son are talking while eating, and the boss and proprietress in the counter can also hear their voices.

"Is it delicious?"

"We can eat clear soup and buckwheat noodles in Beihai Pavilion again this year."

"Would it be nice to come and eat again next year?"

After eating, I paid 15 yuan. The proprietress said to their backs, "Thank you! Have a good year!"

on this day, I was sent away by this blessing that has been said dozens or even hundreds of times.

beihai pavilion noodle restaurant, where business is booming, has ushered in the third lunar new year's eve.

since 9: 3, neither the boss nor the proprietress has said anything, but both seem a little uneasy. Just after ten o'clock, the employees left work, and the boss and proprietress immediately turned over the price signs of various noodles hanging on the wall, and quickly wrote "15 yuan with clear soup and buckwheat noodles". In fact, since the summer of that year, with the rising prices, the price of clear soup buckwheat noodles has been a bowl of 2 yuan.

on table 2, the boss's wife put up a "reservation" sign 3 minutes ago.

by 1: 3, there were no guests in the shop, but the boss and the proprietress were still waiting for the arrival of the mother and son. Here they come. My brother is wearing the uniform of a middle school student, and my brother is wearing the slightly bigger old dress that my brother wore last year. Both brothers have grown up and are a little unrecognizable. Mother is still wearing that untimely and faded short coat.

"Welcome." The proprietress stepped forward with a smile.

"? Huh? Two bowls of clear soup and buckwheat noodles? Is that okay? " Mother asked timidly.

"Yes, please, please sit inside!"

The proprietress led them to Table 2, conveniently hid the reservation card on the table and shouted to the counter:

"Two bowls of clear soup and buckwheat noodles!"

"Ok, two bowls of clear soup and buckwheat noodles-"

The boss answered, and put the weight of three bowls of noodles into the pot.

mother and son are eating two bowls of clear soup and buckwheat noodles, talking and laughing.

"eldest son, chuner, today, mom, I want to thank you."

"thanks? To us. Why? "

"As you know, your father died in a traffic accident and owed money to eight people before his death. I've paid off all my pension, and I'll pay back the rest in installments of 5 thousand yuan a month. "

"Yes, we all know that."

The boss and the proprietress are in the counter, listening intently.

"The remaining debts were supposed to be paid off in March next year, but in fact, they can be paid off today."

"Ah, is this true, Mom?"

"is true. My eldest son sends newspapers to support me every day, and Chuner buys food and cooks for me every day, so I can work with peace of mind. Because I worked hard and got a special allowance from the company, I can now pay off all my debts. "

"ok! Mom, brother, from now on, I'll take care of cooking every day! "

"I also continue to deliver newspapers. Brother, let's work together! "

"thank you, really? Thank you? "

"My brother and I have something to keep from our mother, so we can talk about it today. It was a Sunday in November, and I went to my brother's school to attend the parent-teacher conference. At that time, my brother had hidden a letter from the teacher to his mother? If the composition written by my brother is selected as the representative of Hokkaido, you can participate in the national composition competition. Because of this, on the day of the parents' meeting, the teacher asked my brother to read the composition by himself.

If the teacher's letter is read to the mother, the mother will definitely ask for leave from the company to listen to the younger brother read the composition aloud, so the younger brother didn't give it to the mother. I heard about it from my brother's friend. So, on the day of the parents' meeting, I went. "

"Oh, is that right? What happened afterwards? "

"The topic of the teacher's composition is,' What kind of person do you want to be in the future'. All the students wrote it. My brother's topic was "A bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles". As soon as I heard this topic, I knew it was about Beihai Pavilion noodle restaurant. At that time, I thought, brother, how could this guy write such embarrassing things?

"The composition says that my father died in a traffic accident, leaving a large debt. Mom works hard from morning till night every day, and I deliver the morning paper and evening paper? My brother wrote it all. Then he wrote that on the evening of December 31st, mother and son ate a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles, which was very delicious?

three people only bought a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles, but the uncle and aunt in the noodle restaurant still received us warmly, thanked us and wished us a good year. To my brother, the voice of blessing is clearly saying to him: don't bow your head! Come on! Live well! Therefore, when my brother grows up, he wants to open the first noodle restaurant in Japan and say to customers,' Come on!' I wish you happiness!' Thank you!' Brother reads the composition aloud? "

At this moment, the boss and the boss's wife, who were listening attentively to the mother and son, disappeared from the counter. Behind the counter, I saw the two of them squatting face to face, with a towel at each end, wiping away tears.

"After the composition was read aloud, the teacher said,' Today, Tsunku's brother came to our parent-teacher meeting instead of his mother. Now, shall we ask him to say a few words?' "

" What did my brother say at this moment? "

" At first, I couldn't say anything because I was suddenly called to speak? Everyone has always been very close to my brother, and here, I thank you. My brother has to cook dinner every day, so I have to give up the activities of interest groups and go home halfway. As my brother, I feel very embarrassed. Just now, when my brother just started reading "A Bowl of Clear Soup and Soba Noodles", I felt very embarrassed.

But when I saw my brother reading aloud excitedly, I felt even more ashamed. At this time, I thought, I must never forget my mother's courage to buy a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles. We two brothers must work together in Qi Xin to take good care of our mother! I hope everyone can be good friends with my brother in the future.' That's all I said? "

mother and son, quietly, holding hands with each other for a long time. Then he laughed happily. Compared with last year, it seems to be completely changed.

The clear soup buckwheat noodles used as the New Year's Eve dinner were finished and paid to 3 yuan.

"thank you for your hospitality. "Mother and son bowed their heads and thanked them deeply and walked out of the store.

"Thank you and have a good year! "

The boss and proprietress loudly blessed them and watched them go away?

It's New Year's Eve again. In Beihai Pavilion noodle restaurant, after 9: 1 pm, a "reservation" sign was put on Table 2, waiting for the arrival of mother and son. However, this day has never seen the three of them.

One year, another year, Table 2 waited silently all the time, but the mother and son still didn't show up.

beihai pavilion noodle restaurant has been redecorated because of its booming business. The tables and chairs are all new, but the second table is still the same. Instead of feeling incongruous, the boss and his wife put the second table in the center of the shop.

"Why did you put this old table in the middle of the shop? "Some customers are surprised.

So the boss and his wife told them the story of "a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles". And said that this table is an inspiration to myself. Moreover, maybe one day the mother and son will come again. At this time, I want to use this table to meet them.

In this way, Table 2 was called "Happy Table" by customers, and the story of Table 2 was also told everywhere. Someone specially came from far away, including female students and young couples, who all wanted to eat a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles at Table 2. Table two is also famous for it.

time goes by, year after year. This year's eve has come again.

At this time, Beihai Pavilion Noodle Restaurant is already a major member of the Chamber of Commerce in this street. On New Year's Eve, friends, neighbors and colleagues who are close to their families come to Beihai Pavilion after a day's work, eat noodles in Beihai Pavilion, listen to the bells of New Year's Eve, and then get together with friends and relatives to burn incense and kowtow to the nearby shrine for the blessing of the gods. This situation has been going on for five or six years.

this year's eve is no exception. After 9: 31, as a signal, the fish shop owner and his wife came in holding a big plate full of sashimi. More than 3 friends in the neighborhood at ordinary times also gathered in Beihai Pavilion with dining tables. The atmosphere in the shop suddenly became lively.

Friends who know the origin of Table No.2 didn't say anything, but they all thought that Table No.2 might have to wait for nothing again this year. The "reservation" sign has already been quietly placed on Table 2.

between the narrow seats, the guests moved little by little to sit down, and some people even greeted their late friends. Eating noodles, drinking wine and holding dishes with each other. Someone went to the counter to help, and someone casually opened the refrigerator to get something. At half past ten, the lively atmosphere in Beihai Pavilion reached its climax.

What discount information, an affair at the beach, the addition of grandchildren and so on, the store is already full of people. At this moment, the door of the shop was creaked open. People all looked at the door, and the room suddenly quieted down.

two young men with suits and coats on their arms came in. At this time, everyone was relieved, and with a sigh, the store resumed its excitement just now.

"Unfortunately, the store is full. "The wife of shop-owner said apologetically.

Just as the two youths were turned down, a woman in a kimono came in with her head deeply buried and stood between them. The people in the shop held their breath and their ears pricked up.

"huh? Three bowls of clear soup and buckwheat noodles, ok? "The woman in kimono said quietly.

hearing this, the proprietress's face suddenly changed. The impression of mother and son left in my mind more than ten years ago overlaps with the image of these three people.

The proprietress pointed to three visitors, and her eyes collided with those of her husband who was busy at the counter.

"ah, ah? The father of the child? "

Facing the bewildered proprietress, one of the young people spoke.

"We are the customers who had a bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles with mother and son on New Year's Eve fourteen years ago. At that time, it was the encouragement of this bowl of clear soup and buckwheat noodles that made the three of us work together and spent the difficult years. After that, we moved to Shiga County, our mother's hometown.

"I passed the national doctor qualification examination this year, and now I am an intern in the university hospital in Kyoto. Next April, I will work in the general hospital in Sapporo. My younger brother, who hasn't opened a noodle shop yet, now works in a bank in Kyoto.

after discussion, my brother and I planned the first extravagant action in my life. "So, today, the three of us, mother and son, came to the Beihai Pavilion in Sapporo to trouble you to cook three bowls of clear soup and buckwheat noodles."

The boss and his wife nodded while listening, and tears fell in strings.

The owner of the vegetable shop sitting by the door listened for a long time with a mouthful of noodles in his mouth. Only then did he swallow the noodles and stand up.

"hey! Boss, what are you doing standing there? Aren't you ready to welcome them every eve of this decade? Quick, please sit them down, quick! "

The owner of the vegetable shop hit her shoulder, and the proprietress woke up.

"Huan? Welcome, please, please sit down? The father of the child, three bowls of clear soup and buckwheat noodles at Table 2-"

" Good-three bowls of clear soup and buckwheat noodles-"The tearful husband could hardly speak out.

in the shop, cheers and applause broke out in unison.

outside the store, the snowflakes that were just buzzing and floating have stopped at the moment. White snow reflects the bright windows, and the curtain with the words "Beihai Pavilion" is swaying and floating in the breeze of the first month?

Reference source: Baidu Encyclopedia-Li Liangping.