Mytilus Mohe
Gu Bing
? Summer has finally arrived. Summer belongs to us children who grow up by the water.
? In summer, in the criss-crossing ponds in front of and behind the house, dark green lotus leaves cover the water layer by layer, and Tingting's lotus buds protrude from the cracks and compete for pink flowers. Frogs gently jump around on the lotus leaves, singing cheerful songs tirelessly. Hong Ling is unwilling to be lonely, constantly extending in the water and expanding its territory. Sagittarius, water bamboo, unobtrusive, low-key leaning on the shore, quietly dressed up the summer pond.
? The river is clear, you can see the bottom of the river at a glance, the grass is underwater, the fish and shrimp are busy swimming back and forth in droves, and the soft waist is distorted by the current. In this season, we soak in water every day. We don't catch fish and shrimp. It's too hot, fish and shrimp are not delicious, and we are not in a hurry to pick water chestnuts. You're full when it's cool in autumn. At this time, our favorite thing is to touch the mussels at the bottom of the river. Mussels are cold. At this time, the mother mussel sent away the weaned mussel baby, and after full nursed back to health, it has recovered very well. Adults like to stew mussels with bacon, tofu and bamboo shoots, which is called casserole mussel tofu. It's delicious. Sometimes fried with garlic sprouts, moss and mussel meat, red and green, fragrant and delicious.
? My first summer vacation at school. One morning, grandma got up early and went to grandma's house. Send mussels to grandma. That is, I moved my grandmother to say that it is cold in the morning and hot when the sun is high. When I left, my grandmother told me not to just play in summer vacation, but to do my homework well. Go to grandma's house. She will do some sewing for grandma and may be late. Say that finish, with an oil-paper umbrella and a bamboo basket with mussels on it, I left.
? As soon as Grandma left the village, I forgot what she said. I walked into the river with a wooden basin on my head. The string of strips next door follows, a nasty follower!
? There are many kinds of mussels. One is slender and the other is oval. Usually, most of their bodies are trapped in mud, and a small part is exposed at the bottom of the river. If the water is shallow, dig it out by hand. If the water is deep, you can reach it with your feet. As long as you step around the clam shell with your feet, the clam shell will break out of the ground, and it will be 0K with your toes or feet. Any deeper, you have to dive into the water and touch it with your hands. Mytilus can also be divided into male, female, male, flat and female, and there are bumps on its shell. Somehow, as soon as I touch the mother clam, I will throw it into the water for no reason. The wooden basin floats on the water, tied with a rope, and the other end is tied around the waist to prevent it from drifting away. When mussels are touched, they are put into a wooden basin.
? Don't believe me when I say a series of annoying things. He can't stab himself, so he can only touch it on the river bank. There are few mussels in shallow water, but my wooden basin is full. He only has a few. What is even more annoying is that there is a hole on the shore. He put his hand in and the snake bit his finger with a scream. Fortunately, however, later, after landing, Grandpa Ling Hua and Grandpa Wei Shi were famous snake doctors. He looked at the wound and said, water snakes are not poisonous. His grandmother was playing clothes on the dock, and when she heard a series of shouts, she ran to scold, you debt collector! ..... A bunch of thin, tall old ladies, standing on the shore with their hips akimbo, are getting taller and taller, like a bamboo pole. Her high-pitched and slightly magnetic voice is very like the cry of a drake swimming across the river, so fierce and scary!
? The wooden basin is full. I climbed ashore. The sun is only one shot high. I cleaned up the mussels, put them in two baskets, carried them with a small pole, carried lotus leaves on my head and walked barefoot to the brigade headquarters behind the village.
? It is inconvenient to buy things because it is far from the street. Next to the brigade, there is a grocery store. There is a meat stall and a small number of stalls selling small vegetables in front of the door every morning. This is what I planned last night. Today, I brought the mussels I touched here to sell, and sold the money to pay the tuition to buy stationery.
? When I got there, I leaned my baskets together and sat cross-legged on the floor, waiting for the buyer with great joy. There is also a clam seller next to him with a pimple on his face. As soon as someone came to my stall, he said, I am a live clam and he is a dead clam. He also said that if you buy mine, I will cut it open for you and take out the intestines. How could he? I know nothing about living water and stagnant water, and I don't know if my mussels are stagnant water, but I really can't cut them. I feel so stupid, so stupid. I was angry with myself, holding piles of mussels and selling them for at least a dime. I scored five points. In a short time, all of them were sold out, one cent and fifty cents. I changed my change into fifty-cent bills at the grocery store. When I got home, I carefully hid it in the pencil box. I want to give grandma a surprise.
? Cicada is always annoying. In the afternoon, I was doing my homework when a string of articles came. He asked me to go to his house to do it together. Ok, I'll be right there. Tanjo is one year older than me and is in Grade Two. It's really hot. While I was doing my homework, I kept fanning with a big cattail fan, and the pieces of paper on the table fell from time to time. He is really stupid, 8x9=? Yes, I will. I told him several times and asked, how much is 89? I put my mouth close to his ear, drinking and yelling angrily. I'm so angry with you!
? Just as he was doing it, the drake stood behind him and shouted, (this is more appropriate), string strips, go to the grocery store to get a catty of lamp oil and two candles. As he said this, he slammed a fifty cents on the table. After a while, I went home.
? I went home and continued to do my unfinished homework. Before his ass was hot, the drake rushed in with his ears twisted, pointed at my nose with one hand and rained spit on my face. The duck cry of octave almost deafened my eardrum, and the momentum seemed to eat me in one bite. Look at the way you are usually honest. Unexpectedly, you have three hands! I don't know what the three hands are pointing to or what happened. It turned out that after I left his house, the fifty cents on the table disappeared. I asked a bunch of questions and didn't answer them, so I became the only suspect. I was too scared to say a word. I watched Drake rummage through my schoolbag. I'm wearing underwear and my back is bare, so I don't need to be searched. ) I am calm and not afraid of others saying the wrong thing. However, it never occurred to me that Drake found fifty cents in my pencil box. I just have a mouth on me, I don't know. The yellow mud on my ass is not shit, but shit.
? Many years have passed. That year, I returned from the army to visit relatives. Just in time for the wedding. One day, Drake and kebabs came to my house. Drake broke my finger and put fifty cents in my hand. I was startled. It turned out that after a series of weddings this year, my family couldn't afford 32 legs, so I painted the old cabinet and replaced it with a new one. No one can imagine that the chest of drawers that has not been moved for decades will be removed, and a dusty fifty cents will be seen again. My grandmother was at a loss, and then she burst into tears and pounded me on the shoulder. Silly child, why haven't you spoken for so many years! I thought, there will always be misunderstandings and grievances in people's life, and time is the best proof. I said, what is there to say? However, I told Killer that the twenty pairs of reed boots you entrusted me to sell at the East Gate of Changzhou that year were difficult to sell because of their poor quality. I sold them for eight cents each, but you should give me back the money I gave you for forty cents.
? Everyone laughed, and they laughed so comfortably.