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The Taste of Green Papaya
Medudu, mt

On a Sunday afternoon in early spring about four years ago, I went to the post office to post a letter. The post office is not far from my home. Cross the street and walk for two or three minutes. Just as I was going to the post office, a young woman passed me. Suddenly, she stopped and looked back at me. The eyes are very close, and there are some unexpected surprises, as if she recognized an acquaintance and met unexpectedly. That look made me think I really met someone I knew, so I couldn't help but stop and look at her: young, just in her early twenties, fresh-looking, of medium height and thin. Judging from her dress, she was still wearing a bloated cotton-padded coat in early spring, so it can be guessed that she is a foreigner, probably a working girl. I thought it over. I have never seen such a person. She must have mistaken me for someone else. So, I laughed at myself and walked to the post office.

I took a few steps and she ran from behind and ran in front of me. This surprised me. I don't know who I met. I only heard her carefully ask me in a southern soft language: "Are you Mr. Xiao Fuxing?" I was even more surprised that she called out my name and stood there stiffly, almost nodding mechanically.

She suddenly looked very excited, and then said, "Just now, you walked in front of me and I looked at you. I read your book in middle school, and you are very similar to the photos in the book. I didn't expect to meet you here today! "

I used to be a scholar, so her enthusiastic writing can probably satisfy my vanity, especially when I heard her say that she liked some of my writing, especially that reading my writing was helpful to her when she was in middle school. I never forgot it ... I was like a primary school student who liked to be praised. I immediately felt dizzy and couldn't find the north. I stood on the street and chatted with her. Everyone was busy and noisy.

From what she said, I gradually understood that she grew up in the southern countryside and graduated from high school. She didn't go to college, and her family life was difficult, so she followed her folks to work in Beijing. She lives not far from my home. It takes about half an hour to walk. Rest on Sunday. She just went to the post office to send money home and sent a safe letter. Although it was just a casual meeting, it made me feel that she spoke from the heart, and I was moved at once. I didn't expect that just writing something ordinary could draw our hearts closer and shorten the distance. I thought it should be said that the special function of literature is useless now. So, I was even more dizzy and continued to slide down the slope. I don't know how to repay her enthusiasm. I even pointed to the building opposite my house and said to her, "My family lives there. You're free. Welcome to my home. " Said and wrote the address to her. She said happily, "Great, I will definitely go."

When I got home, I took this unexpected encounter as a happy post and told my family. I don't want to be poured cold water on by the whole family at once. I said, "Do you think you have met a bosom friend? Won't be a liar? " "Yes, there are many liars now. Don't forget that the fox said a few words of praise to deceive the crow's mouth. " "What? Did you tell anyone our address? Are you stupid? Just wait for someone to come to you and lie to you! " "If you really come to the door, it's nothing to cheat a few money, so don't do anything else."

I suddenly froze, remembering the meeting and conversation with that young woman in the street over and over again. She doesn't look like a fox liar. Besides, she must have read my book, otherwise she can't tell the title, and she can recognize me by comparing the photos in the book. But what the family said is not wrong. No one will write the word liar on his forehead. Now there are more and more clever liars, which are hard to prevent. At the thought of here, I regret it again and again, and I can't help feeling weak. I laugh at myself for being so ridiculous. I couldn't help drinking two bowls of ecstasy soup, so gullible, so gullible. Learning is really useless. For many days, I was afraid that the door would really be knocked. As soon as I opened the door, I saw the young woman visiting, and the consequences were out of control and unimaginable.

Fortunately, a few days passed and everything was safe.

After a long time, this matter gradually disappeared, and it was occasionally mentioned and laughed at by the family as a joke. I thought to myself, even if it's not a liar, it's just a chance encounter on the street. I believe it when I hear two Chinese New Year words. Even if people don't lie to you, I'm afraid you lie to others.

Nearly a year has passed. After the Spring Festival, our family went home from Tianjin children's grandmother's house for the Spring Festival. Just getting on the elevator, the old lady who opened the elevator said to me, "Please wait for me for a while. Someone came to see you two days ago. You weren't at home, so you left what you brought with me. " The old lady who drives the elevator is warm-hearted. If the person who lives in the building is not at home, letters, newspapers or other things sent by people are left to her. Her family lived downstairs, and soon, she brought a bag of things wrapped in waste paper. Go home and open it. It's two green wooden claws. There is a small piece of paper next to the wooden claw with two lines written on it, which roughly means: Do you remember? I am the man who met you in front of the post office the other day. I've been wanting to see you. I'm too busy at work to have time. I brought you two wooden claws when I came home for the Spring Festival. They are planted in my family. This is just a token of my appreciation. I wish you more and better works. Her name is not written below, but it says: one of your readers.

The whole family stood there and no one could say a word.

I will never forget this young and sincere woman, this incident, and these two wooden claws. I always remember what I looked like when I cut the wooden claw. Although the skin is so green, the inside is particularly bright red, especially the unique fragrance that has been floating in the room for many days.