Author | Wang Zhenqiang

Qikou Town is located at the intersection of the Yellow River and Qinshui. During the Ming and Qing Dynasties and the Republic of China, it enjoyed the reputation of "the first town of the Yellow River in Jiuqu". Now these words are written on the striking stone wall of Qikou Square. The streets of the ancient town extend along Wolong Mountain, and there is a Black Dragon Temple at the top of the mountain. The bell and drum towers on both sides of the temple overlook the whole town of Qikou. The Yellow River flows slowly from the foot of the town, and there is no wave in the Yellow River. At the end of the field of vision, it suddenly becomes sharp, and the rushing water rushes forward wave by wave. The ancient town is small and exquisite, and the renovation of ancient buildings along the street is still antique. Folk customs are well preserved and people's hearts are simple. Although it is a tourist attraction, it is full of market flavor. If a person is tired of the modern society full of commercial flavor, it is a good choice to enjoy the Yellow River and experience the simple humanistic society.

Uncle is a neighbor of the township government, and the next small slope will reach his home. Several jujube trees in the yard are covered with light green tender dates. Jujube trees are flourishing, blocking the scorching sun and casting a shade. For the cave with three holes in front, uncle rents a hole on the left, and the hole in the middle can also be temporarily occupied. Place a rectangular slate in the center of the yard, you can sit and enjoy the cool, or you can take out the washbasin to wash your face and brush your teeth. My aunt gets up at five in the morning to prepare meals for us. A hazelnut is too busy, and an omelet is baked. As soon as a dozen of us got home, she began to eat. A big white bowl filled with yellow rice porridge was placed on the table of the Eight Immortals. Then she brought dozens of egg cakes, a cold cucumber and a dipping sauce. When eating the omelet, she dipped it in vinegar and pepper, which was especially delicious. My aunt said, "Farmhouse meals are simple. I wonder if you are used to them? " When we see this richness, we can't be grateful for the results of three or four hours of hard work. We have finished the omelet, but my uncle and aunt haven't eaten it yet. Egg cakes are chewy and elastic, and they are sure to sell well in the back streets of ancient towns. After the rice bowl was taken away, my aunt put the cut watermelon on the table, fearing that our mouth leaders would be idle, and kept telling us to eat quickly. It's hot, eat a watermelon to cool off the heat.

Eat at Lijiashan Hotel at noon. In the evening, everyone wants to barbecue on the Yellow River beach and enjoy the night view. They found a barbecue shop by the river, named Chuanyu Renjia, which was unique and sailed on a double-decker iron boat stranded on the bank of the Yellow River. After we were seated, the proprietress greeted us warmly, handed in the menu and recorded the names of the dishes with paper and pen. At this time, the weather forecast popped up, saying that there would be a storm at ten o'clock, but this did not shake everyone's determination to eat barbecue. The Yellow River flows smoothly, and there is a gust of wind blowing from the Yellow River from time to time, which is mixed with the unique taste of the river. After a while, the barbecue was ready, beer and tea were served, and it began to rain. Raindrops are quite big and scattered on the table. The pot was smashed at once, and everyone was rushed into the cabin with bowls and chopsticks. Behind them, it was already a strong wind, and the sound of raindrops poured down like firecrackers. The cabin was sultry, and the proprietress turned on the air conditioner in advance, and the strong wind poured in from the window, which scared us to close the window quickly. Outside the window, the silent Yellow River still flows slowly, and the storm cannot shake it. Soon, barbecue dishes came from the east window. Sheep, fish, shrimp, etc. Arranged neatly, there are other kebabs on the table, and everyone sits down and feasts their eyes. In hot summer, the barbecue must be accompanied by beer, poured with Yellow River beer, and eaten cold. The whole person is very comfortable. "Yellow River beer is really delicious." "The wine is very strong, just like the human touch here, simple and natural." Uncle said, "Everything is fine here, but the place is a little poor." But the things made are still very real. "My sister of the same generation said," It is very troublesome for my father to give me a name. In the past, the teacher asked us to write the origin of the name, and I won an award. "Today is my little sister's twelfth birthday. She was born with a heroic spirit, with the agility of a girl and the heroic spirit of a teenager in her brow. I quickly asked, "What did you write?" She smiled like a bell, and said, "I am a generation of horses, named Wu Qiong, which means to get rid of poverty and has another meaning. Word Joan is an official in Beijing. " This sentence provoked everyone to laugh.

It was raining heavily outside, and the thunder and lightning rang wildly, and gradually quieted down, and the scratching on the top of the cabin stopped. We opened the window, and the cool wind blew in after the rain, and red, green and yellow lights flashed on the surface of the Yellow River. "Look, the Yellow River!" Wei Qi cried. He was drinking white wine alone, his face flushed and slightly drunk. You are wrong, don't read the Yellow River, tell me the Yellow River. Wu Qiong said to him. Wei Qi, like him, pouted and read. My uncle said, "The old saying doesn't mean the Yellow River (Hu), but the Yellow River (Hu) (Hangzhou)". Wei Qi followed suit, and his pronunciation was not standard. "I am very talented in language. Shanxi dialect can't learn, Baotou dialect can learn. They always like to add a' wow' after speaking, such as eating wow, sleeping wow, and you will know when you listen. " Uncle went on to say, "Shanxi dialect is difficult to understand. Influenced by the terrain, dialects are as rich as coal. Three different sounds in the same village' is the most appropriate description of Shanxi dialect. " After listening to my uncle's words, we suddenly got to know something about Shanxi dialect.

After dinner, I go out now, with square bricks on the ground and swaying green trees in front of me. After the rain, the weather is cool and I don't have to sweat. Red lanterns are on in restaurants and inns, and smart stone lions stand in front of black paint columns, which reminds me of the couplet engraved on the eaves column of the entrance of the Black Dragon Temple: "The metropolis is rich in everything, the people are happy and the rivers are beautiful." Keep this in mind, there is a full moon everywhere, a metropolis is like a fairyland, and big articles are like people's hearts. The ancient town has never gone far, and has been living in a way for thousands of years.

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The author of this article, Wang Zhenqiang, has published prose works in newspapers and online media, and is a member of Shaanxi Writers Association. He now lives in Yulin City, Shaanxi Province.