? On the first day of the holiday, I went to my mother's house for dinner. When you take a sip in the WeChat group, you get a warm response and often eat without saying a word. Sisters and brothers are not too far away, and the transportation is very convenient. They took their children and all kinds of delicious food and drove home. When we get together, we always have something to say. Sitting in the house and yard, talking and laughing, the children are also chasing and fighting inside and outside, and the excitement is beyond words. My mother is over sixty years old and likes children best. She hugged this, Doby, grandma and grandma, and everyone stuck to her. The white-haired mother was happy from ear to ear.
? Cooking in the kitchen, the steamed white flour steamed bread is out of the pot, thick and soft, with the smell of newly harvested wheat. Every time we get together, the kitchen at home comes alive. Mom cooks, and the yard smells delicious. I have learned a lot from studying cooking recently. I always want to communicate with my mother, but I am always deprived of the opportunity, as if I were an intruder in this kitchen.
? No wonder, no matter how I study recipes, the dishes my mother has cooked with years of experience are not so delicious. The food is actually quite simple, but it is just home-cooked dishes such as fried chicken with Chili, steamed fish, fried meat with garlic, minced meat and fungus, but it will always be liquidated by us big children like autumn wind. I always deliberately ask my mother if she has any secret recipes to pass on to me. I am the eldest daughter. Rub your hands on mom's apron. What is the secret? Just fry it.
Under my repeated insistence, my mother asked me to cook a dish. I solemnly tied on my apron, cut the vegetables, prepared the sauce, and made a fried beef with onions, which was particularly fragrant. I think I stand in front of the stove in an apron and cook with a spatula, which looks better than standing on the podium and writing with chalk, just like a busy mother in the kitchen. Later, I actually figured out the secret recipe of my mother's cooking, that is, love, unconditional love for children, the smell of fireworks in the kitchen, the smell of my mother's cooking, hot meals and warm affection.
Chatting after dinner, I obviously felt that I was missing someone, and no matter how big the excitement was, it seemed empty. None of us mentioned it, for fear of upsetting my mother. Mom didn't mention it either, for fear of making us sad. On the eve of Mid-Autumn Festival that year, my father left. Ten years later, it is still the deepest pain in my heart.
On the second day of the holiday, the fisherman went on a business trip and his son invited his classmates out to play. I think I haven't seen my best friend for a long time. I want to eat, eat and go shopping together, but she is not at home. I think it's hard to have a holiday. I met two festivals and was very busy, so I didn't invite them again. Being alone at home is a good opportunity for retreat. First of all, turn on the music to clean the house, get rid of it, throw away all things that are not commonly used, clean the house clean and bright, and find out the clothes that are out of season to clean. I also trimmed the flowers and plants on Nanyang Terrace and West Balcony, and sorted out my emotions. This day is vegetarian, basically do not cook, only eat vegetable salad and fruit. Almost one day a week, I don't open WeChat and QQ, don't watch computer TV, don't eat staple food and meat, just drink millet porridge and eat vegetables and fruits, which makes me more awake. This porridge is full of enthusiasm and love, slowly caring for the child deep inside, caring for her and loving her.
I packed my things and went back to my hometown for the New Year. There was a bit of traffic jam along the way, but fortunately it was not too far. At home, my mother-in-law has wrapped jiaozi and hung it on the roof. Go out to play after dinner. My hometown is near the Shu River, and there are many interesting places nearby. We visited ancient villages together, found ancient houses and stone tablets in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, saw ancient pagodas hundreds of years ago, swam through Zhuang's manor, walked past the stone bridges and bridges built at the beginning of last century, and visited the cliff ruins of the Kangxi earthquake, all of which were recorded one by one.
? My fisherman is a fun player, and he likes to play besides fishing. I used to think that his calligraphy nunchakus saxophone erhu was so good and very talented. Living at home only knows that these things can't be eaten as food, just like I recite poems and words in foreign languages, and living at home doesn't help at all. But when it comes to going out to play, it is an instant hit, and it is quite like a husband singing with a woman.
? It was a little cold, and the temperature plummeted, which made it difficult to adapt. My son stayed at home with his grandparents. He and I packed our fishing gear and went fishing in the reservoir. The weather is cold and windy, and the fish are not in good condition. Decided to give up manual fishing, instead of hunting carp with sea poles, using peanut cakes as bait, arranging fishing rods and adding bells. It's easy now. We will pick chestnuts, wild jujubes, wild fruits and herbs nearby. There are many kinds of herbs in this mountainous area, such as bitter herbs, dandelion and rehmannia. Unexpectedly, a wild cactus was found on the rock wall, and the green cactus was covered with ruby-like cactus fruit. This is the legendary fruit of immortality. Let me, a treasure with a thorough understanding of Chinese medicine, carefully pick some fruits. I didn't bring lunch, so I ate some wild fruits to satisfy my hunger.
The surrounding environment is really good. There are green mountains and clear waters, windmills on the mountains, wild chrysanthemums on the shore, and some unknown little red flowers in full bloom. The empty river cries, and flocks of egrets spread their wings and fly. Sporadic light rain brings a little coolness.
? Suddenly the bell rang, and I quickly closed the pole and couldn't pull it. Get on the big guy, and the fisherman will take the fishing rod and leave. The river is clear, and an underwater koi fish chasing the bait is clearly visible. I'm waiting with a copy of the net. It's really a big wild carp, weighing three or four pounds, and its fins are a little red. One is enough, one is hooked, so I let it go and took the fishing rod home.
Holiday meals are basically self-sufficient. After retirement, my parents-in-law planted all kinds of fruits, trees, flowers and vegetables in the yard. They all look pungent and pleasant, and no pesticides are used. They are pure natural green, and we ate worms. Collecting osmanthus fragrans and making osmanthus tea; Harvest hawthorn, make hawthorn cake and Sugar-Coated Berry; When leeks bloom, make leek sauce. They are all delicious snacks.
The kitchen is still the mother-in-law's position, and her position as a chef is rock-solid and cannot be shaken at all. I'm just a boy, washing a parsley and peeling an onion. At best, I am a waiter, carrying dishes from the kitchen to the dining table. Give a shout, the food is here, and dinner is ready. Yin Si's iron pot is placed on a cement stove, with firewood under it, burning a raging fire and stewing chicken and fish. The kitchen smells of firewood and chicken and fish. Chickens are their own grass chickens, and they are now caught and killed; This fish was just caught from the river; Vegetables are all pulled from the small garden in the yard, and parsley, shallots and peppers are also grown by themselves. The fruit is just picked from the tree, and the wine is home-brewed wine. A table of dishes, photographed, thinking about showing off in a circle of friends. Open wechat, silly, not confident The screen is full of dried vegetables and delicacies. Our home cooking is really out of reach, but it's fresh and delicious.
I have never been confused, and I have come to like this life of fireworks and regarded it as happiness. I understand why Tanchun in A Dream of Red Mansions is so sad that she is married far away. I saw two elderly people in their seventies cooking Chili sauce for their children online, and none of the six children came home. I'm glad I didn't marry far away, but I can still be my mother's little cotton-padded jacket and come back to her whenever she needs it. On holidays, you can take your children back to their hometown to spend the holidays together, and often eat fruits and vegetables in your husband's family yard. Traditional festivals and holidays generally do not go out to play, but stay at home with the elderly and children. Only winter and summer vacations, take the children out for a few days.
? I no longer yearn for the lofty sky, I just want this solid ground. No longer pursue poetry and distance, I have the hometown of fireworks.