Pumpkin, for me, is no stranger. In the country where I lived as a child, pumpkins can be seen everywhere and are the most common things. As soon as you walk into our company, you can see that almost every family will have a pumpkin rack. At first glance, the flower stand, roof and fence at the gate of the yard are covered with thick green pumpkin vines.

Walking into the field, you can see pumpkins planted in a large area. The scenery is grand and endless. Pumpkin, with broad leaves like lotus leaves, has a strong vine growth ability and looks like a kind of indomitable momentum. Seeing a piece of pumpkin growing well, I don't want to mention how happy I am. The striking green is rolling in the breeze, like a blue ocean. ...

At that time, our family lived in the Great Northern Wilderness, and our company planted pumpkins in a large area. Like wheat, soybeans and sorghum, they are grown on a large scale as food. Pumpkins can be eaten not only as vegetables, but also as food. And pumpkins, big or small, will not be thrown away. Some livestock companies will buy those tender pumpkins and store them for winter storage feed. Therefore, pumpkin is a treasure in people's eyes.

Speaking of pumpkins, I naturally think of my mother. Because my mother always likes to plant a few pumpkins, either in the yard, in the field or even in the wilderness, so that they can grow at will. I often see my mother pointing to the pumpkin climbing on the roof, outside the fence or outside the house and saying, "Pumpkins like to make public best. The more people look at it, or stick their heads out, the more it can be knotted, and the longer it grows! "

What mom said is very reasonable, because the more ventilated the pumpkin, the better it grows. If the flowers are pollinated well, the more melons there are, the bigger they will be. Perhaps, for this reason, my mother likes to plant several pumpkins in every field at home. No matter whether you plant corn, sorghum or vegetables, you will leave a place for pumpkins in the field.

Pumpkin, regardless of its topography, is barren and fertile, and it is a good crop that doesn't care about the poor and loves the rich. Perhaps, because of this, pumpkins grow freely. Its leaves are wide and its vines keep stretching forward. As long as you don't start, it will go on and on as if it were endless.

I like pumpkins. I often go to the fields or under my own pumpkin rack. I have nothing to do. Sometimes, I will gently say to the thriving pumpkin seedlings, "Pumpkin, pumpkin, mom says you like to make public, so I will look at you more and let you bear more pumpkins." Maybe, one day, I will write about you and let people know and like you! Why not make more pumpkins, big and sweet? ! "

Every time I see pumpkins, I silently think, maybe pumpkins have ears, too! Every year, my pumpkin grows best. One night, when the autumn wind blows up the green pumpkin leaves, you will suddenly find a big round pumpkin under the leaves. At that time, the surprise in my heart was not only a bumper harvest, but also a sense of accomplishment: "Oh, look at the pumpkin planted in our family, which is bigger and which is more, haha!" How happy I am! "That's true." Jade seeds are planted near Chai Men in spring, and golden melons are planted like small pots in summer. "

When that joy comes, I will not hesitate to run home and tell my parents. Father was not surprised to hear this, but he said, "Just ask about the hard work and the harvest of Mo Wen. How much sweat you shed, pumpkin knows how to repay, and never fails to live up to sweat, haha! "

Mother also smiled and said, "Sweating is really true. Don't forget, pumpkin is the favorite of publicity, and it is also essential to look at it more! "

Before mom finished, neighbors Aunt Yang and Uncle Liu immediately said, "Yes, yes, your girl praises every day, and pumpkins have ears." After listening to this, I was extremely happy and harvested a lot of pumpkins. It's bigger and more than anyone else! "

Laughter spread far away, as if it were heard by pumpkins one by one. They are also laughing, laughing like they have a stomachache, just waiting to be picked. ...

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Autumn is also the busiest time for people. People should store all kinds of vegetables for winter. Of course, pumpkin is the best choice for storing vegetables in winter.

After the Qiu Qiu incident, we can't live without pumpkins on the table. The last pumpkin, the next pumpkin, never tire of eating. Every time I steam steamed bread, my mother will steam several pumpkins. When the steamed bread was cooked and the lid was lifted, the aroma of pumpkin filled the room, and the greedy insects had been sucked out long ago. "Wow, it smells good! Mom, I want the biggest one, haha! " Mother picked it up, put it on a plate and handed it to me. I couldn't think of anything, so I went to Koitabashi at the door with my plate. Several partners gathered around and you shared it with her. That smell, there is no comparability!

There are many ways to eat pumpkins. Because mom is easy to get, and because pumpkins are really delicious. As soon as the pumpkins are collected, not only our house, but anyone who walks in will have pumpkins on the dining table. Mother likes to steam the pumpkin first, and then mix it with flour and dough to make all kinds of pasta. Mother made pumpkin into pumpkin pie, pumpkin steamed bread and pumpkin vegetable cake. ...

I always thought that my mother's pumpkin pie was the simplest and the best. I knew how to eat when I was very young. Every time I collect pumpkins, I clamor for my mother to make pumpkin pie. No matter how busy my mother is, she will take time out to cook for me. At that time, I was very quiet, lying on my desk, watching my mother busy inside and outside while writing.

Mother wore sky-blue clothes, tied an apron, rolled up two twisted braids and rolled up her sleeves, which looked neat. Mother peeled the pumpkin first, cut it into thin slices, poured water into the pot, and steamed the pumpkin in a steamer until it became soft; Then put the steamed pumpkin into a pot, press it into paste, add sugar and mix well; Then, put the glutinous rice flour into a bowl, stir it with pumpkin puree, and knead it until it is yellow; Finally, divide the dough into several parts, knead it into small balls and knead it into cakes by hand. At this time, pour the oil into the pot. When the oil is hot, put the cakes one by one and turn them over with a small fire.

After a while, the fragrance of pumpkin floated out. I can't hold it any longer. I can't be quiet anymore. I shouted, "Mom, I smell the fragrance. It smells good. From my mother's hand, hehe! "

My mother, who has been busy with her head down, will say, "greedy girl, who wants it when you grow up?" Maybe, my mother-in-law will scold your mouth! "

I blushed and said, "Why? I'll find a good-natured mother-in-law, like my mother, who won't scold me! "

Mother smiled and said, "Rain is falling all, if you want your mother-in-law to be kind to you, you must be diligent." Then, you should be good to your mother-in-law, two are good and one is good, remember? "Mom said, and scooped the first pumpkin pie from the pot into a porcelain plate and brought it to me.

I can't wait to reach for it and want to eat it. My mother immediately said, "It's still hot. Be careful to burn your mouth and eat later! " "

As soon as mother's voice fell, she saw Aunt Yang come in. "It smells good! Greedy bugs are attracted by your pumpkin pie! " Aunt Yang holds her little brave son in one hand and a plate in the other. "I just made pumpkin pie. I didn't expect her mother to make pumpkin pie ..."

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As he spoke, the neighbors came to play, all talking about how they ate all kinds of food made from pumpkin. Aunt Yang advised me to try her pumpkin pie quickly. This vegetable cake is made by shredding tender pumpkins, adding eggs and flour, and frying in oil. Very delicious. I took a bite and gave a thumbs-up and said, "Aunt Yang's pumpkin pie is as delicious as my mother's!"

Mother smiled and said, "Aunt Yang, don't forget to send it to her. She is really blessed! You love her so much, Rain is falling all, thank you, Aunt Yang! "

Aunt Yang is very nice, likes joking, is very kind to people, and has always been very kind to me. When she heard my mother say this, she joked, "I want her to be my wife when she grows up!" " I took it first, so don't give it to others! Rain is falling, I like rain. "

Hearing this, my face turned red. Aunt Yang often plays such jokes. She used to feel nothing, but now she is shy. I am even more shy when I think of what my mother just said. So, I put down the pumpkin pie, stopped eating pumpkin pie and ran out quickly. Laughter from mom and neighbors rang out from behind: "She is old, shy and sensible!" "

I ran all the way to the field. At the moment, the fields are full of harvest scenes, and people are busy harvesting all kinds of crops, the most of which is of course pumpkin. People are busy carrying wagons and collecting pumpkins. Their faces are full of joy and gain.

Every time I think of the scene of harvest, I think of pumpkin seedlings growing in rural fields and at home. Once lush and green plants suddenly appeared in front of me, as if suddenly, I was standing among those pumpkin seedlings, and my parents were busy working. They want to "pinch the vines and pinch the tips" for pumpkin seedlings. Because when the melon seedlings grow to about 150 cm and the flowers are covered with vines, it is necessary to pinch the vines and pinch the tips. A vine can keep up to two melons and up to 20 leaves. Sometimes it is necessary to "press the vines" and "turn the vines", which is also the key work to ensure the growth of pumpkins. Pumpkin seedlings will be blown up by the wind when they grow in the wild or on shelves, so they should be crushed and turned over. Often my parents are busy in the pumpkin field, so I play in the pumpkin field, flapping butterflies for a while, watching frogs catch caterpillars for a while, sometimes picking some pumpkin leaves on my head, and running to the grass with my friends to play the game of catching devils.

At that time, I had a good time in the dark, but when I got home, I felt some itching and scratches on my legs and arms, and it still hurt after washing with water. Generally, I will endure not to say that it hurts. I also know that when I was playing in the pumpkin patch, I was scratched by vines and Ye Er. Now that I think about it, I really should have made such a poem: "When I was young, I teased the pumpkin pedicle and had a long beard and a coiled spring." I forgot that there are thorns on the leaves and stems, and the whole body is scratched and itchy. "

Actually, for me, these are not serious at all. Living in a company, with fields and crops every day, I am not so delicate, just like this pumpkin, simple and resistant to beating. It is precisely because of the company of my parents and the deep memory of my friends and villagers that my heart has always been warm and happy. ...

Pumpkin, you are really flamboyant! I like your unpretentious appearance best, and I like your strong nostalgia. Although I left my hometown, my heart has never left the land I love, never. Perhaps, I got more pumpkins from snacks, which have already been deeply rooted in my heart, just like that local land, occupying my heart forever, and I will never forget it, never!

(Editor in charge: Deputy Editor-in-Chief)