When I was a child, there was a pagoda tree in the yard or at the door of most villagers' homes, which was specially planted or reserved for eating pagoda flowers with flour steamed dumplings in spring. In order to make the locust bumps chewy, a small amount of locust leaves will be stirred in the bumps. Boiled acacia flower bumps are steaming, yellow in white, with some dark green vegetable bumps, emitting natural sweetness. Before my mother poured it with seasoning soup, I rushed over and picked it up with my little black hand, stuffed it in my mouth and chewed it.
It was a wonderful memory. When the acacia blossoms, the whole village is filled with faint fragrance. It seems that someone has sprinkled perfume in the village, and anyone will cran their necks and smell it greedily at this time, as if they are cherishing the fragrance from nature at this time next year.
Gan and I are neighbors. There was an old pagoda tree in Xiao Gan's yard at that time. I'm with Gump. We can't hold on. The crown of the old pagoda tree covers the whole yard. Every summer, Xiao Gan's yard becomes a paradise for us to play. In our eyes, that ancient locust tree is mysterious and solemn. I have no idea how old it is. Like grandparents, in our hearts, there is only admiration. Its entire trunk is crawling, that is, it grows obliquely, and people who are a little bolder or a little more careful will climb along its main pole. Unlike my acacia tree, although it is not as thick as Xiao Gan's acacia tree, it is straight and just grows. Even if a acacia tree blooms, it can only make people unattainable. Even if I use the longest bamboo pole and tie an iron hook at one end, it is difficult to hook a grasshopper-knotted food. Not like Gump's. Although thick and strong, it is full of acacia flowers, which are within reach and inexhaustible. Even if all our classmates come to Xiao Gan's house to hook acacia flowers, it is more than enough.
Xiao Gan once said: Look at that acacia tree in your house. It's really stupid. It only knows how long it is. It's useless to open it.
I said, it's not just because your old locust tree blocks the light in our house, so that my locust tree can only grow tall and absorb the sun. This is what the teacher said.
Xiao Gan said: The teacher is a fart!
I said: you are a fart, and your locust tree is also a fart!
Such quarrels often happen, but they don't affect our friendship. Whenever I bicker with Forrest Gump, Xiao Mo is always laughing at jokes. Xiao Mo and we both live in an alley, and the three of us often get together. At that time, there was nothing wrong with us, just doing homework and playing. What's wrong with it? It turned out that it was the age when I knew nothing.
However, that year, when the acacia bloomed, the old locust tree played a joke on us. This joke left a deep scar on me. So, over the years, I have developed a kind of rejection psychology to locust bumps. I don't want to see, smell or eat.
It was an afternoon. After school, we finished our homework in a hurry, ready to get acacia flowers, so that my mother could steam a net of acacia bumps tomorrow. The acacia flower mixed with flour should be steamed on a clean board, under a clean board, and porridge should be cooked by the way. The porridge is covered with locust bumps, and it tastes so attractive.
I am timid, but I am bold. So, Xiao Mo and I are in charge of cleaning the bottom. Put the flowers on the acacia branches that Xiao Gan climbed down from the old locust tree into a pot or a plastic bag, stroke some green leaves and stir them evenly. In this case, mom will wash it with clean water and mix it with flour tomorrow, and then she can go directly to the steamer. Xiao Mo stroking, while mouth stuffed with raw acacia flowers to eat. I said, if you eat less, you won't be afraid of a stomachache.
Xiao Mo said: I like raw food and I'm not afraid of a stomachache.
Actually, I also eat while touching. I'm not afraid of a stomachache, but I don't want to give Xiao Mo a stomachache. Some words, in fact, are not clear, and besides, they are not clear. Besides, at that time, I really just didn't want to give Xiao Mo a stomachache.
While stroking at the bottom, we raised our heads, commanded the place where Xiao Gan spent more flowers in the tree, or warned Xiao Gan to be careful. Looking at Xiao Gan jumping on the tree, I really envy him and want to go up. Although I am not as courageous as Xiao Gan, I think there is nothing wrong with going to the old pagoda tree. I often sneak there when Forrest Gump is away. It's easy. But at that time, the old locust tree had not yet blossomed. Otherwise, I will climb many branches and let Xiao Gan know that I am as brave as him. But every time Xiao Gan goes to the old pagoda tree, he will solemnly remind me: you can't go up, you are timid. Your grandmother will scold me for being a bad influence. Moreover, my mother won't let others go to my locust tree, saying that others don't know how to cherish it.
At that time, I felt that my timidity was just that others didn't understand my wording. Some things, if you don't try, you won't have a chance. People are really a strange thing. Sometimes in order to prove their own strength, they will use words, eyes and actions to weaken others' opportunities or psychology. Sometimes, I think it's ridiculous.
After watching it for a while, my neck was a little sore, so I obediently squatted down, head to head with Xiao Mo, stroking the acacia flowers.
Suddenly, there was a scream, followed by a sigh, and Xiao Gan fell from the old locust tree.
Xiao Mo and I were dumbfounded and at a loss. Two white faces grinned at Forrest Gump. Xiao Mo cried and I ran out. When I ran to the door, I suddenly felt that what should I do if I ran away like this? Then I ran back, looked at Gump and said, Gump, are you okay?
Xiao Mo cried and said, "Brother Liangzi, call someone!" !
I let out a cry, spread my feet again and ran out. I don't know who shouted or who shouted. I only know that when Xiao Gan's parents came back, Xiao Gan had been taken to the hospital. Then, the next day, there was news that Xiao Gan's leg was broken.
The final development of things was unexpected.
The next night, Xiao Gan's parents came to my house and said Xiao Gan fell from the tree because of me. He also said that Xiao Gan's medical expenses and operation expenses should be paid by my family, and my parents should go to the hospital to serve Xiao Gan.
I tried my best to defend myself: I didn't, but Xiao Gan fell by himself.
Xiao Gan's mother said: You talk back! Xiao Gan said that it was you who threw a tucarat at him that made him fall.
I didn't. Tears glistened in my eyes.
You black sheep! Such a big disaster, you still refuse to admit it! Is to sell you to see if it is worth a leg of Forrest Gump! Just go to the hospital to wait on Xiao Gan, and we'll pretend we don't have you! As she spoke, my mother raised her palm and gave me a heavy pat.
I rushed out crying. When I got to my yard and looked at my locust tree, I was so angry that I stopped playing. I kick the locust tree with my foot. I thought to myself, tonight, if I don't kick you away, you will kick my leg away. In that case, Forrest Gump and I are finished. I don't know how long I've been playing, but I know my grandmother finally came and just pulled me back.
The next day, my legs and feet were swollen, but there was no fracture.
Later, the old pagoda tree became my enemy, the pagoda tree became my enemy, and Xiao Gan became my enemy.
Later, at grandma's strong request, my father cut down my acacia.
Later, many small locust trees grew around the cut acacia trees.
I want to keep the best growing trees. Xiao Gan limped over and pulled up all those small locust trees. He pulled it out and said, "This is from the root of my old pagoda tree."
I said: I also have a locust tree at home, which grows on the root of my locust tree.
Xiao Gan snorted: Even your locust tree belongs to my family.
I helplessly looked at Xiao Gan's angry appearance, stood by sadly, and looked at the small locust tree crying sadly on Xiao Gan's hand.
The old locust tree of Xiao Gan's family is still lush every year, with dead trees and new buds, and its fragrance is overflowing. I think, if the old locust tree can talk, it will prove to me, prove my innocence, prove the helplessness of friendship and prove the ruthlessness of time.
Fortunately, Gump's leg is getting better, but we can never go back. Including Xiao Mo, have become strangers.
I remember looking for Xiao Mo once, and I said, Xiao Mo, you know, I didn't throw dirty water on Gump.
Xiao Mo said: Liangzi, admit your bad luck. I can't say it. If I tell you, no one will believe me.
I said, Xiao Mo, will we be friends again?
Xiao Mo said: Later, later. My mother said that I have grown up and can't be with you anymore.
I glanced at Xiao Mo. Yes, Xiao Mo has really grown up and become more beautiful than before. We are all grown up. I turned and walked away silently, saying to myself, are we still there?
Many years have passed, and Xiao Gan and I have our own lives. Our two families also moved out of the old house and built another house in another bright and open place in the village. The two families are no longer neighbors, and they are far apart. The two adjacent old houses are also empty. The old pagoda tree is getting older and older, and its floral fragrance has been forgotten by people. Although in the season when acacia flowers are in full bloom, people still hook some flowers and steam a locust knot, which is purely a nostalgia and a fresh taste. It seems that the acacia flower pimple has lost its sweet taste. My old house has been surrounded by acacia trees. With its tenacious vitality, Robinia pseudoacacia thrives in my old house, forming a Robinia pseudoacacia forest. Just like the children of the old locust tree, watching the loneliness of the years, they climbed to the sun and the moon. Trees, regardless of grievances, will only merge together. The tenacity and greatness of life may come from this.
Laohuaishu
That day, I returned to my old house with a sickle and an axe. Mother said that the old house is in short supply, so go and clean it up, what to keep and what to cut. After the brothers come back, they have to build a house for the old house.
Unexpectedly, Gump is also in the old house, with him. I probably want to build a house for the old house.
We looked at each other and said nothing.
I opened the door of the old house, went in and started working. In fact, the old house is decadent. This house is not a home without living.
I don't know when Mr. and Mrs. Gan stood behind me.
Liangzi, take a break. This is Xiao Mo's voice. It's still beautiful.
I turned around and saw Xiao Gan smiling. It was such a familiar smile, but it was far away from me. He held out a hand and held two cigarettes between his thumb and forefinger: Liangzi, take a break and have a cigarette.
I don't smoke. Gloomily, I said that I didn't pick up the cigarette, sat down and sat on the branch of the small locust tree I cut down, even though my ass was pricked by the tender thorn of the small locust tree. I feel like kicking a tree again.
Gan looked a little embarrassed. His cigarette-holding hand didn't shrink back, and he kept stretching out like that, looking at me. I looked into the depths of the old house. Although it was still barren, my eyes were blank. In my mind, it was Xiao Gan who climbed to the top of the old pagoda tree and waved and smiled at me and Xiao Mo.
Take it, Liangzi. You're still angry. It's been a long time. Xiao Gan said.
But I think you didn't come down from the old locust tree, it was only yesterday. I took the cigarette and said. I want to laugh, even if it's just for Xiao Mo, but I can't.
Liangzi, I've always wanted to say sorry to you, but I know, sorry is too light. My parents forced me to say it at that time. They said that if I didn't say that, I would be disabled for life. I say this because I'm afraid of being lame all my life. All because I'm poor. There is no money at home to treat my leg. Liangzi, you gave me this leg. If you can't forgive me, cripple it again. Gan said, but shed tears.
I also want to cry, this sentence, I waited too long. In fact, I am not wronged. It is also worthwhile to exchange your own grievances for a leg. But my heart is unwilling, which is more important, legs and friendship, or old locust tree.
My parents kept saying that they would cut down that old locust tree, but I wouldn't let them. I said, you cut down the old locust tree, and I'll tell the truth. Gump said, and took the Xiao Mo handed me a paper towel, wipe your eyes.
Yes, Liangzi, it's over. I was forced by my parents at that time. Now think about it. I am so young and ignorant. Xiao Mo said.
I looked at their happy couple, took out a lighter, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, vomited for a long time, and then said, Gan, you are a big man crying!
Xiao gan smiled and plopped down next to me: I'm relieved if you ask.
I said: Forrest Gump, I tell you, in those days, if it weren't for your leg, Xiao Mo would be mine.
Xiao Mo smiled, and two red clouds flew on his face: You men are not serious.
Years have set off smoke and filled the whole mulberry field. Years have also dissolved the whole cloud and let the past dissipate. Looking at the old pagoda tree, in the mottled, it shows the appearance of senile. But a cool breeze blew, and the long-lost fragrance of Sophora japonica gently penetrated into the heart and spleen. Next spring, the old pagoda tree will blossom and bear fruit, and it will flourish, telling us: cherish each other and bless each other. Suddenly I remembered a knot in one's heart of acacia, which my mother brought out of the pot. Filar silk hot, Ran Ran jumped. I reached out my black paws, grabbed one and stuffed it into my mouth. It smells good. ...