Text / Hainan Hu Chuanliang It is spring, and it is raining continuously. I can't help but think of a proverb and people's cheers at this time: "Spring rain is as precious as oil." However, being over fifty years old and going through the ups and downs of life, it seems that there is less excitement.

, added a touch of lingering and melancholy: Is oil and water good?

It seems like I have a grudge against her in this life!

Yes, You Shui should have a grudge against those born in the 1960s.

At that time, they were very young, very immature, and in the stage of growing their bodies, but most of the children were as thin as a hemp pole, so slender that they seemed to be knocked down by a gust of wind, but they lacked oil and water.

But what about this oil and water?

On the contrary, he is carefree, even indifferent, far away from us young people, and has almost become an upper-class nobleman that poor children can't reach, which has caused a lot of reveries and jokes.

At that time, I had the impression that all the family’s income for a year was in an empty sorghum Daqu bottle.

At the end of each year, the production team squeezes some cottonseed oil, and then shares it with hundreds of people in the team. Each family only has one bottle of unrefined crude oil, which is reserved for the Spring Festival to fry some noodles and balls and the like as "high-end New Year's goods."

Entertaining guests brings glory to one's own family.

As for normal times, many families just boil sweet potatoes, steam sweet potatoes, and make cabbage soup. It is really difficult to get some oil star.

A little power is good.

When I was in elementary school, Yang Wenli, a female classmate in my class, was known as Dasha Niu. However, she was fair and fat with smooth skin, like a foreign student in the city. This was because she had a good father: a veteran of the Korean War.

The disabled veteran got a job as a custodian, responsible for the storage and distribution of grain, cooking oil, and livestock feed for the production team. He hung a bunch of bright keys around his waist all day long. He jingled and showed off when he walked.

Power and wealth always make the whole village look at them, and forget about the feelings in their hearts.

What is even more enviable is that Lao Yang is in charge of the "oil and water". When the production team distributes oil, anyone with a discerning eye can see that for all cadres or their relatives, Lao Yang's oil terminal is always full.

The others always scooped up most of the terminal, shook it subconsciously a few times, shook off a few drops, and then poured it into the members' bottles with a satisfied look.

The county magistrate is not as good as taking charge now. Everyone dares to be angry but dare not speak out. They just hold it in themselves.

And things that make us kids angry.

During the physical education class, several late students stood on the playground and explained the reasons for being late. Everyone had the same reason: "It's late for dinner..." "What did you eat so late?" The young physical education teacher was very angry.

Blushing and shouting loudly.

"I ate sweet potato rice and drank cabbage soup..." Ding Maoer murmured.

"What about you?" the physical education teacher asked Yang Wenli.

"I," the fat girl raised her neck and said proudly, "eat steamed buns with eggs, chopped green onions, and oil!" Oh my God, eggs, chopped green onions, and steamed buns with oil?

A circle of poor children opened their eyes wide, and suddenly remembered the scene when Yang Wenli went to school: eating steamed buns with her head tilted while walking, and when she took a bite, the golden oil flowed out along the bottom of the steamed buns... It should be said that for most of the rural areas,

For poor children, eating steamed buns is the same as today’s children pursuing KFC, which is regarded as junk food by developed American emperors. It is indeed a very desirable luxury product!

Oil and water are not only envied by children?

The entire nation is simply envious.

Otherwise, why is seeking benefits called "fishing for money"?

Calling a pretty little girl a silly son who clings to an official position and calling him a covetous "oil pot stand"?

Even getting a little advantage is called "taking advantage"?

Envy is envy. People who are rich and powerful have never sympathized with the poor. They have no affinity with the poor, and even have a grudge against them, causing a lot of trouble.

There is a joke that really makes those born in the 1960s who have gone through hardships cry. Those with low tears may shed tears.

A businessman came to the village and sold rice dumplings from door to door, causing a commotion among the women in the village.

This steamed dumpling is a kind of fried pasta from the north. It is in the shape of thin strips and twisted into the shape of a woman's bun. It is cooked with boiling oil and the first yellow comes out of the pan. It is crispy and crispy. It is a "delicacy" admired by the poor.

However, everyone is very poor and cannot bear the begging of their children, so they only buy them for a few cents, which makes others envious.

A beautiful housewife, who was indeed very poor, rummaged in the basket of dumplings for a long time without buying any. Then, with her hands hanging high, she went home.

At lunch, there were actually little oily flowers floating in the cabbage soup.

The husband was very surprised: "Tell me the truth, where did you get the oil flower seeds? The way the brigade secretary looked at you that day, is it the same as the brigade secretary..." "What are you thinking about?" the woman said with a bit of anger and pride, "

A dumpling seller came to the village. I browsed for a long time, but I didn’t buy or spend any money. My hands were stained with a lot of oil. When I came back to cook, I put the hand washing water in the pot and looked at it.

Are you ready?" Then, looking forward to the man's praise.

What about men?

He was furious, raised his hands, and beat the woman: "You prodigal woman, if you put the handwashing water into the water tank, wouldn't we all have oil and water to eat for many days?" Actually, it's not funny, this is

It is the reality of life.

My neighbor, Mr. Chen, has six sons, three daughters, and his parents. They live in poverty. His family always puts a little cotton on the chopsticks, dips them in some oil, wipes the bottom of the pot, and then cooks.

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