Recommended reading ｜ Egg noodle soup

—— "村.” "Series 27

□ Li Donghong

In the past few days, the stomach was not good. When I ate at the restaurant last night, I specifically asked for an egg noodle soup. Egg noodle soup is common in rural areas, and there are very few restaurants in the city. The boss said: "Few people want soup, I don't know if the master will do it, let me tell him."

Twenty minutes later, the egg noodle soup came up, and the sporadic egg flower was floating in the sparse noodle soup. I poured the vegetable soup in the plate into the bowl, stirred it with chopsticks, and drank it, just like when I was a kid.

I like to drink egg noodle soup, I especially like it. In the past, my mother often made me egg noodle soup, but last night's egg noodle soup, I couldn't drink the taste of my mother.

When I was a child, the country was still poor. The noodle soup that many families were drinking at the beginning were not all white noodles, let alone egg noodle soup.

In memory, the noodle soup I first drink was a miscellaneous vegetable soup made by mother. At that time, there was no white noodles. Many people eat it. In order to fill her belly, the mother often uses sorghum noodles or corn noodles, plus the dishes dug from the ground, stir together into soup, and eat with sorghum noodles. The mother often said, "At that time, every family had nothing to eat.

The soup I drank later was sweet potato noodle soup. At that time, there was a little white noodle, but not much. As a result, in addition to making corn soup soup often, she occasionally made white sweet potato soup for us, which can be regarded as improving her life. Coupled with cooking sweet potatoes and sweet potato crickets often, until now, when I mention sweet potatoes, my stomach is sour.

Later, the national economic situation gradually improved, and the lives of rural people also improved, and the egg noodle soup was drank. Every time I go home from high school and Zhengzhou University, my mother made me egg noodle soup, as well as vegetables and white noodle steamed buns. As the mother looked at me, she said, "Eat more, I don't know if I can eat well at school."

After joining the work, I took my mother to the city and live with me, and I could drink egg noodle soup every day. Especially every morning, before I get up, my mother has already made meals.

Mother knows that I love to drink and do it every day.

Every time my mother gave me a soup, I used a large bowl. I said a few times, "Mom, don't give me so much in the future, I can't finish it." But Niang always said, "One in the morning, don’t eat it. How can it? "When I drank noodle soup, my mother always sat next to me and looked at me. After I went to work, she started eating.

That morning, the mother gave me a large bowl of noodle soup, because I was a little bit drinking the night before, and I couldn't eat it. The mother stood next to me and forced me to finish drinking.

Noodle soup, as if destined to be a feeling of me and my mother.

In Zhengzhou, the mother was seriously ill. After being hospitalized, I returned home from the hospital. What I did to my mother also made egg noodle soup, which was the kind that mother did it for me. Mother also likes to drink.

Every morning, after making noodle soup, add a little sugar, and bring in front of the mother. I was really happy to see my mother's dinner. In the past, my mother never let me cook, and now I can cook for my mother.

Several times, when I told my noodle soup to my mother, my mother said to me a little melancholy, "Mom is old, I don’t use it anymore, I can’t cook for you." A breath.

In fact, when Niang said this, my heart was so sad. The mother gave her son for a lifetime, and she shouldn't have worked hard for a long time, but she always stubbornly worked hard for her children.

However, the time for cooking for the mother is too short and too short. It didn't take long for us to leave us forever, it has been more than five years.

I really want to drink a bowl of egg noodle soup made by myself, but I can't drink anymore. Thinking about this, there was an unspeakable sadness in my heart.

The egg noodle soup made by mother can only become a warm and heartache memories in this life ...

[About the author: Li Donghong, a native of Fugou County, Henan, graduated from the Department of Journalism of Zhengzhou University. He has successively served as editor and reporter of the Henan Daily, deputy director of the news special release department, and deputy director of the new media department. The editor -in -chief of the Henan Legal System. He has published 5 minister novels and prose collection of "Want to Watch Rain", "Anti -Corruption", "I'm a Police", "Question of Life", "52 Letters Written to Mother". Among them, "Question of Life" won the "Five One Engineering Awards" in Henan Province. .

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