Just candies and popsicles for 5 cents. Do you really miss them?

[Smile][Shy][Hold face] Ice water Ice water: 1 cent a pack, it is the water after the ice cubes have melted, it is very sweet.

When you want to eat ice cubes, you put them in the refrigerator and freeze them. It is similar to the current popsicles and you suck them all the time. After all the sugar in the ice cubes is absorbed, you eat the ice cubes, but the ice cubes are not as sweet.

If you don’t like eating frozen food, just drink ice water, it’s very sweet.

When I was young, my friends and I would take a sip and we would share it together.

You buy it today, I buy it tomorrow, take turns, and you can eat delicious food every day.

Chili candy is shaped like a chili lollipop.

They cost a dime each, and my sweet tooth would have one in my mouth every day after school.

Especially the red chili candies, everyone has red tongues after eating them.

When I was a kid, one dollar was equivalent to a huge sum of money, because many things were priced at just a dime per package.

What is most vivid in my memory is Tang Monk Meat, a small package with a Tang Monk pictured on it. Why is it called Tang Monk Meat? Probably because it is often said in Journey to the West that Tang Monk Meat is longevity. Tang Monk Meat is a bit like some kind of plum, sour.

It's sweet and sour, but you can't taste that taste in any snacks I buy now.

There are also sticky gums, which are colorful and cost a penny each. I like to buy them for two or three cents and put them in my mouth and slowly melt them.

What a great talent.

The thing I ate the most when I was a kid was the old popsicles. My hometown, a working-class rural area, relied on the Shandong magnesium mine. Every summer, a kind of old popsicle was made inside the magnesium mine. In addition to cooling off the mine workers, the rest were sold to people in my village.

Villagers, it cost 5 cents a popsicle. In those days, it was very luxurious to eat a popsicle. Every day, two workers would carry a thermos bucket to the mountain to feed the workers at work. I was seven or eight years old at that time, and I would go with my friends at noon every day.

Waiting on the avenue outside my home, I asked the worker uncle who was carrying the popsicles for some popsicles. "Uncle, give me one, I want one too." The uncle workers were very talkative, so they opened the lid and took it out. We eat it almost every day.

Yes, not enough popsicles throughout the summer, childhood memories that will never be forgotten.

Big Bowl of Tea I remember when I was a kid, my house was quite far from my grandma’s house, so we basically had to walk because of the inconvenient transportation.

When I was a child, the most common proverb I heard my mother say when she returned to her parents' home was: A river is a hundred thousand miles away.

It contains the mother's concern for her parents' family and her helplessness in waiting for the ferry.

Because our family has to pass through the Jialing River to get to my grandma’s house. When the water rises at the ferry crossing, the river surface is about one kilometer away.

There were no bridges at that time, so you had to take a human-rowed ferry.

This kind of ferry is not very big and has been passed down from generation to generation by the Tuo Wang family in Longdong on the other side.

The two sides of the river face each other across the river. You need to call the boat on the other side of the river. Generally, the ferry will wait until there are about ten passengers on both sides of the river before sailing. This saves manpower and is more cost-effective.

After crossing the river, you will pass by a tea pavilion. As long as I can remember, an old woman has been running a tea stall here.

It's called tea, but it's actually cold boiled water with added cyclamate. It's served in a glass and covered with a square glass to prevent dust.

Every time I pass here, I'm still three-quarters of the way from my grandma's house.

At that time, I was a child and walked slowly. In order to encourage me, my mother bought me a cup of tea. Although a cup of tea cost a penny, she was reluctant to drink it by herself. At that time, my family was relatively wealthy compared to the neighbors, and my parents were very strong.

, but I learned the quality of frugality from my parents.

Although tea is not a snack, it is part of my sweet memory in that rural area where materials were scarce.

I miss that era, simplicity, freshness and nature, lack of supplies but contentment.

Does anyone have the same experience as me?

Bean jelly In those days, material was scarce, and it was good to fill the stomach. It was impossible to have money to buy snacks, but living in the countryside, in different seasons, children could always find different fun in making homemade snacks.

Every summer, there is a kind of super climbing plant that likes to cling to big rocks or trees that are relatively shady in the mountains. I don’t know its scientific name, but we all call it jelly balls. It looks like the siomai sold in breakfast shops today.

, they are emerald green when they are young, and turn a little white when they mature. When cut open, the upper half of the seeds inside are pink and the lower half are white, densely packed into the entire jar.