Recommended reading ｜ Follow the fork

—— "村.” "Series of twenty -one

□ Li Donghong

Last night, there was a rain in his hometown village, the kind of heavy rain. This morning, there was a sweet taste in the air washed by the water, and there were a few frozen heat for a few days in a row.

Early in the morning, at the entrance of Grandpa's house, Xi'an Brother, Grandpa Dongzhi, Grandpa tree, and Zhang Pan (on the village's seniority) were wearing slippers, sitting on a trunk on the ground and spraying empty Essence I walked over, ordered a cigarette, and squatted with them.

"This rain is really strong, corn does not need to be watered."

"Because it is too drought, the bean seedlings that are planted are uneven, and they are ready to make up for the rain in a while."

"The corn of my family should take the medicine."

"After the rain stopped last night, I went to the river and touched the fork and touched more than 30"

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It was Grandpa Tree Deep, I asked, "Someone seemed to climb the fork, one dollar a dollar in the past two years, what is the price this year?"

"This year's 7 cents", Grandpa tree replied.

"Well, then you can cut two pounds of meat to eat again." Xi'an Ge finished speaking, scratching his head with his hands, haha ​​laughed, and smiled like a few lines of cotton in the door of Dongzhi, so simple.

The climbing of Grandpa Shi Shen is the larvae of the cicada (also known as "knowing"), which is the small thing before the broken shell. He often drilled out the ground on the ground at night and climbed up the trunk. It's right. Climbing, now it is a dish in many restaurants.

"Lift the head of the golden cicada, hovering for a long night forgotten the home", "the west wind on the lake is rushing cicada, and the night is clearing the wet red lotus." Many ancient verses of the ancients described the scene of the rural night in the countryside.

Grandpa Shushen talked about the fork, which reminded me of the scene of myself several times.

In the summer of childhood, after dinner, my mother called me, "" Dong Hong, walked, and touched her mother. "

At that time, I didn't know what was climbing, but when I wanted to go out and play, I followed behind the mother and came to the north of the village.

There are many trees on the roadside and small river on the north of the village. In the heavy night, the mother holds the flashlight, and the tree is shining one by one. The mother took it lightly and put it in the plastic bag in her hand.

"Mom, let me try to find a climbing fork." I asked my mother to pass the flashlight and carefully shown every trunk. "Mom, mom, there is one, there is one." After discovering a climbing fork, I was happy. Want to jump up. Not every trunk has a climbing fork. One night, the mother led me to touch more than 10.

On the summer night when I went to elementary school, I was eating, and the playmate Si'an and Hong stood at home. "

I quickly put down the chopsticks, wiped my mouth, picked up the flashlight on the head of my father's bed, and ran out of the house in the wind.

That night, there were stars and countless, and I remember that the stars blinked. A few children were looking for a tree to climb the fork.

"I have one", Si'an shouted first.

"I also have one", "I also have one" ... The kind of unusually excited mood may only be known to the stars and the breeze by the river.

I don't know when I know the stars seem to be asleep, and we only go home.

Later, I went to junior high school and high school. Every summer, I took the initiative to go to the village to fight for a fork, until it was late. After taking home, the mother was cooked to the sick father. When eating, the thin father often said: "Children, be careful when you get a fork, dark, don't fall."

In the second year of high school, my father left.

Today, the words of the deainer reminds me of the fork.

Next time I come back, I must go to the village's head to get a bar, just like that year.

Because, I want to touch a memory, and I want to touch a kind of time.

[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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