This year's eve is no exception. After 9: 31, the owner and his wife of the fish shop came in with a big basin full of sashimi in their hands as a signal. At ordinary times, more than 30 friends, who are close to their families, also gathered in Beihai Pavilion one after another, and the atmosphere in the shop suddenly became lively.

Friends who know the origin of Table 2, although they didn't say anything in their mouths, are all thinking that Table 2 may have to wait for nothing again this year. The sign of "reserved seats" has already stood quietly on Table 2.

Between the narrow seats, the guests moved and sat down bit by bit, and some people greeted their late friends. Eating noodles, drinking wine and holding dishes with each other. Someone went to the counter to help, and someone casually opened the refrigerator to get something. What a bargain sale business, anecdotes about bathing in the sea, and the addition of grandchildren. At half past ten, the lively atmosphere in Beihai Pavilion reached its peak.

At this moment, the door of the shop was creaked open. People all looked at the door, and the room suddenly quieted down. Two young men with suits and coats on their arms came in. At this time, everyone was relieved, and with a sigh, the store resumed its excitement just now.

"Unfortunately, the store is full." The proprietress said apologetically. Just as she refused the two youths, a woman in a kimono came in with her head bowed deeply and stood between them. The people in the shop held their breath and their ears pricked up.

"Hmm ... three bowls of Yangchun noodles, ok?" The woman in kimono said quietly. Hearing this, the proprietress's face suddenly changed. The impression of mother and son left in my mind more than ten years ago overlaps with the image of these three people. The proprietress pointed to three visitors, and her eyes met those of her husband who was looking for leeks in the counter.

"ah! Ah ... the child's father! " Facing the bewildered proprietress, one of the young people spoke. "We are/kloc-customers who ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles on the eve of 0/4 years ago. At that time, it was the encouragement of this bowl of Yangchun noodles that made the three of us work together and spent the difficult years. After that, we moved to our mother's in-laws Shiga Prefecture. "

"I passed the national examination for doctors this year, and now I am an intern in a university hospital in Kyoto. Next April, I will work in the general hospital in Sapporo. My younger brother, who hasn't opened a noodle restaurant yet, now works in Kyoto Bank. I discussed with my brother and planned the first extravagant action in my life. In this way, today, the three of us, mother and son, specially came to visit and wanted to trouble you to cook three bowls of Yangchun noodles. "

The boss and his wife, who nodded while listening, shed tears one after another. The owner of the vegetable shop sitting on the table near the door listened with a mouthful of noodles in his mouth. Only then did he swallow the noodles and stand up.

"Hey! Boss, what are you doing standing there? Every eve of this decade, you have prepared a reserved seat for them after this decade, haven't you? Come on! Ask them to be seated, quickly! " Being hit by a shoulder by the owner of the vegetable shop, the proprietress woke up.

"Huan ... welcome, please, please sit down ... the father of the child, three bowls of Yangchun noodles on Table 2-""Good-three bowls of Yangchun noodles-"But the tearful husband should not make any noise. There was a sudden burst of cheers and applause in the shop.

Outside the store, the snow that was still raging just now has stopped at the moment. The white snow reflected the bright windows, and the curtain with the words "Beihai Pavilion" was swaying and floating in the breeze of the first month.

Extended data:

A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles was written in 1987 by Li Liangping. The story was created by the author through collecting Japanese folk stories, and only with simple storyline, meticulous dialogue between characters and simple description of characters, it showed readers a good quality of being full of hope in a difficult situation, facing life's misfortunes firmly, and caring and respecting strangers.

The core of Japanese national spirit contained in A Bowl of Yangchun Noodles is the spirit of not giving in to difficulties. The struggle between mother and son is commendable, but it is not isolated. The fine tradition of Yamato national unity and mutual assistance has become a social environment that cannot be ignored in the novel.

The end of the novel belongs to the description of the scenery: "It was snowing outside the store just now, but it has stopped now. The white snow reflects the bright windows, and the cloth curtain that says' Beihai Pavilion' is swaying and floating in the breeze. "

Through the description of the "snow" scene in the cold winter, the novel contrasts the warmth of the world, hints at the diligence of the owner and his wife in the noodle restaurant with clear windows, and uses the curtain of the "Beihai Pavilion" to metaphor the family relationship between the host and the guest whose blood is thicker than water in the noodle restaurant.