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Smoke and smoke past events

If it's summer, if the red clouds turn the western sky red again, we like to put the dining table in the yard for dinner. Of course, mosquitoes should still be smoked in cages at this time, because mosquitoes are very active at night.

Cage mosquito smoke is actually very simple. Start a fire with a dry branch, let it burn for a while, then quickly bring a bundle of wormwood, spread them evenly and press them on the fire. At this time, plumes of smoke curled up, and mosquitoes seemed unaccustomed to this kind of cigarette and avoided it at a distance. We can have dinner easily.

This kind of dinner facing the green vegetable garden and the beautiful evening scenery is unique. There is usually a bowl of sauce on the dining table, which is made at home. Every February 2, when the dragon looks up and the cold wind is still raging, the work of making sauce begins. Housewives cook soybeans, mash them, cool them thoroughly, knead them into bricks, wrap them in newspapers layer by layer and put them away. After Tomb-Sweeping Day, this sauce will naturally dry up. Tear off the crisp newspaper on it, break it open, put it in the sauce jar, add water and salt, and the sauce will start to ferment. Sauce likes sunshine, so most people either put the sauce jar in front of the window or in the middle of the vegetable garden, which is the place that receives the most sunshine. Sunshine and wind are really good things. Before long, the sauce changed color, from light yellow to milky yellow, until it was golden yellow, and the sauce was naturally blended evenly, and the fragrance floated faintly. Some greedy people can't stand its temptation and eat it before it is fully fermented. At the dinner table in summer, sauce is dominant. Those pickles come from two sources: wild fields and vegetable gardens. Wild vegetables are naturally wild vegetables, such as leafy vegetables, pheasant arms, water celery, duckbill, old mulberry and Artemisia buds. Wild vegetables are usually scalded with boiling water, rolled in boiling water, fished out, pulled out with cold water and dried before eating. Among the wild vegetables, I like old mulberry best, so when picking wild vegetables, I can clearly see a large area of celery and duckbill, so I will still bypass them and look for old mulberry. Many people don't like to eat old mulberry, saying it has a strange smell, like medicine, but I prefer it. Because of the sauce, you will have fun picking wild vegetables. You can openly go out with a basket and say that you are picking wild vegetables. Would you like to stay by the river for a while and watch the soft clouds soak in the water? No one knows; You are willing to secretly pick some berries in the mountains to eat, adults don't know yet; Anyway, there are several kinds of wild vegetables in the basket, so you can step into the house with confidence. But wild vegetables are seasonal. It is ok to eat them in spring and early summer. When the weather is getting hotter and hotter, they are old and tired, which is unbearable. At this time, it was the vegetables in the garden that served the sauce bowl on the dining table. Onions, cucumbers, spinach, lettuce, coriander and Chinese cabbage appear. Vegetables in the garden are suitable for raw food, just wash them with clear water. The family sat around the dining table. This person takes an onion, that person takes a spinach, and another person may roll a handful of parsley. Everyone put these vegetables in the sauce bowl and ate them passionately. At this time, mosquito smoke floated quietly in the air, the sunset glow fell quietly and the sky became darker and darker. Everyone's face will show that kind of contented and peaceful expression.

My favorite sauce is fried fish sauce. Fish come from blisters on the grass. There are crucian carp, willow root and head fish in the blisters. My father made me a fishing rod with a wicker pole. Although I don't walk in a straight line, I catch fish unequivocally. Unlike the fish in the river, the fish in the blisters are all small fish, and because they are stagnant water and have earthy smell, they must not be steamed and mixed with soup, so they can only be fried with emphasized ingredients. The fish I catch are basically chopped into mud with bones, scooped up with a bowl of yellow sauce and fried with fish sauce. As long as there is a bowl of fish sauce on the table, the vegetables in the garden will suffer. A pot of vegetables is often not enough. Pulling another pot may not be enough. Our mouths won't stop until the sauce bowl is dipped in the bright color of porcelain.

The sauce jar is actually very delicate and needs to be taken care of like a child. Its face should be covered with a layer of white gauze to prevent mosquitoes from flying in and polluting it; It likes to bask in the sun. It seems to itch. Always knock with a wooden rake to remove the white seeds on it. It is also afraid of rain, so a piece of glass is usually placed next to the sauce jar. Cover it when it rains. I feel bad about the sauce jar at home. Sometimes in school, when I heard the thunder rumbling, I raised my hand and asked the teacher for leave, and lied that I had to go to the toilet. After leaving the classroom, I will run all the way home, rush into the vegetable garden and cover the jar with sauce. The sauce didn't get wet, but it got wet on the way back.

When mosquito smoke is thin, flame clouds also fall like ripe strawberries. After we finished eating, we got older and older, and mosquitoes came back in twos and threes. We move the dining table, clean up the dust of mosquito smoke in the cage, stand in the yard and wait for the stars to come out, or burp and make a bed on the kang. I still remember my father watching the weather in the yard when he was full. If he is bitten by a flying mosquito, he will proudly call my mother out and say that he is rare, and the mother mosquito has bitten his face! At that time, we would all laugh happily and think that dad was joking. I didn't know that my father was right until I grew up. It is true that female mosquitoes suck human blood and male mosquitoes suck plant juice. My father, who once said this, has gone to another world with misty mosquitoes and cigarettes. The vegetable garden is still green, and the flaming clouds in the west will still burn, but the days when a family sat in the yard and ate with mosquitoes closed are gone forever. When I recalled mosquitoes and cigarettes, I was deeply disappointed.

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