After the class meeting in the morning, Wang Gang ran towards the school gate as fast as possible. Hard work pays off. He also got on the first tricycle as he wished and caught the bus that was about to be full! After getting on the bus, he found strange faces. He found a seat by the window. Looking at the yellow leaves and the wheat fields that had just sprouted outside the window, he felt particularly comfortable. After getting off the bus at the intersection of n County, there was a bus with Fa Zhengning waiting! But when he had just gotten on the bus, the little boy sitting next to him also got on the bus, and the ticket was also bought from his own village.

After sitting down, he was a little puzzled. There was no boy as old as him in the village who didn't know him, because there was only one elementary school in the village, and he was also in the same middle school after graduating from elementary school. He wondered why he had never seen him before! The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was impossible. He couldn't help asking whether it was "Gou South" or "Gou North". Unexpectedly, people said that they were from Wangjia Village. Although they were a little disappointed, they were from the village. After all, they were from the village. I thought there would be another help in the oil school in the future! So the two started to talk about the interesting military training of each class! Before they knew it, they arrived, and suddenly it started to rain outside the window. The two of them changed the topic and began to discuss how to go home.

"From the road to your house, there is still nearly a kilometer of dirt road. It will become deep and muddy when it rains. Why do you go back? Why don't you go back tomorrow if you don't have my house first?"

"It's okay, my dad is waiting for me on the side of the road. My mom has prepared the meal for me. Let's go to your house once!"

"How did your family know!"

"When you went out, you called your home! Why didn't you call your home?"

Looking at the young man's surprised expression, his face turned red. At that time, he had only one idea in his mind, and quickly leave the school and go home as quickly as possible! He was almost crazy!

Suddenly the car stopped, and the ticket seller said, "Young man has arrived at the intersection of Wangjia Road."

The young man hurriedly said goodbye, and crawled into his father's umbrella with a smile. Through the car window, Wang Gang saw that the young man's father kept touching his son's head and walked towards the home with a smile! He thought that all parents in the world would always feel the most distressing to see their children!

"Master, stop! I'm here too!"

"You lazy guy, you just have to step on the road. You have to step on the oil! You keep pulling to the entrance of your village and then go down together!"

"Isn't it raining outside? Otherwise, I will run back in one breath! You pull me to the entrance of the village! I won't go down! Follow you directly!"

With a cheerful voice, the car happened to be parked at his door. As soon as the car door opened, he ran to his house!

At this time, my mother might have heard the sound of parking, and hurriedly ran out of the house. He quickly took the umbrella from her mother's hand, hugged her mother's shoulder, and walked into the house together! As soon as she entered the door, she quickly kicked off her shoes, quickly got on the kang and got into the bed. It was a rain of autumn and a cold. Because she went home for her image, she only wore a T-shirt and cloth shirt. What's more, she didn't wear a t-shirt, and it was only a short distance of more than ten meters. He couldn't even hold his nose!

Seeing Wang Jie's embarrassing and pitiful look, my mother asked angrily why she didn't wear thick clothes. Can't you see the change of the sky? Who knew that Wang Jie was talking lies with his eyes open and said that there was a sun in the sky when he came back from school! My mother didn't say anything anymore, and walked to the stove and sat on the small wooden pier, pulling up her bellows!

Because of the rainy air humidity and the long-term uncleaned chimney, amid the sound of the bellows, the entire kitchen was filled with smoke and tears flowed. He wrapped the quilt tightly and quietly looked at the white air coming out of the pot lid. He thought he had never told his family before he came back that his parents would save food for simplicity, and they must have been free to use it. Steamed buns and pickles, and he had never seen a grain of rice in his stomach since the morning.

At this time, my mother suddenly stopped the bellows and began to pack the plates and put salt, vinegar, and oil into it. He thought that the steamed buns must have been hot, so he quickly opened the quilt and prepared to get off the kang for dinner.

"What are you doing well on the kang?"

"Get off the kang and have a meal!"

"Look at how you look. If you have a cold after having a meal, you will have to buy medicine for you. Do you have no thick clothes or what's wrong? If your father is not here, don't come down. I'll bring it to you."

Because it was a little cold, he returned to the kang embarrassedly. At this time, his mother took out a steaming steamed bun from the pot. He grabbed it in his hand because it was too hot. He changed his hands and took it with pickles and steamed buns. It tasted delicious. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he stopped. Because his mother removed the steamed bun on the chopping board, there were a few handfuls of rubbing noodles neatly placed in the noodles. This was his favorite. He was puzzled. How could my mother know that she had come back and made her favorite rubbing noodles? Could it be that my mother could tell fortunes!

"Why don't you eat it anymore? It will get cold and it will hurt your stomach later!"

"I won't eat it anymore. I'll eat it tomorrow morning. I'll wait for it. Why do you have to heat the steamed buns if you have it? How do you know I'm back today! Who did you make this rub for?"

"Looking at you being cold like a monkey, I'll give you some warmth to warm up first. I went out yesterday afternoon and met Yi Yi and asked her why she didn't go to school. She said it was National Day holiday and thought you should come back today! Who else can you cook the rubbing noodles except you, a harmful person, for you! After dinner, I started rubbing you. This is a quantity job. I rubbed it so much at noon. If you don't want to eat the steamed bun, don't eat it. Wait for me to give it to you now, and roast it in the stove tomorrow morning!"

At this time, he ate another bite of pickled vegetables, remembering that when he was a child, he always had to pick up a piece of pickled "bag white" cabbage from the jar when he came home from school, and then ate it with his brother and sister. The taste was so fragrant, so crispy! So delicious! Looking at his mother running around the kitchen, watching the noodles in the pot rubbing evenly and finely, he felt mixed feelings. His mother was busy all morning, but she had a serious stomach disease and didn't dare to eat it at all. Apart from tears in her eyes, although there were thousands of words at this moment, she just wanted to say "Thank you, thank you, it's better that only mother in the world!"

"Mom, what are you doing? It'll be fine soon!"

"Every time you eat it, you have to eat it. Shepherd's purse side dishes. There is no shepherd's purse in the field now. I will make some side dishes for you if you have a scattered mouth. Otherwise, you will say it will not be delicious!"

"Come and eat now, I'll give it to you!"

After taking the steaming dough, he quickly added salt, vinegar, oil-splashed chili and his favorite side dishes. He ate while mixing and finished eating. He held an empty bowl and looked at the lid of the pot.

"Eat slowly, how can you digest it in your stomach so quickly? It depends on how successful a person is, a big guy can come back hungry!"

When his mother cooked the second bowl for him, he still mixed it with salt, vinegar, oil and hotpot and his favorite side dishes, just like last time. After a while, he finished eating again. When he looked up, he found that his mother was staring at him intently.

"Didn't you tell me? I didn't have money to eat and told my family that you didn't have food today? What did you pay for if you don't have food all day?"

"Oh, my dear mother! I have the money to eat. I eat two bowls of fried noodles every day. I am so adult. Don't you know how to fill my stomach? I haven't spent the money you gave to you and I've not eaten such delicious rubbing in half a month. Why can't I bear to give it to me? I'm not full yet!"

"I can't bear to give it to my son. Who will leave it for? I'll read the book into my butt! I'll put less this time, otherwise my stomach won't be able to bear it. I'll rub it for you tomorrow!"

Mom, although she said she was afraid that Wang Jie would not be able to bear the stomach, she only had a few missing pieces. Parents hoped that their children would eat enough, but they were afraid that they would eat less than other children. So as long as their parents were healthy and healthy by our side, we would always be children who would never grow up.

This time he took the bowl, just like when he was mixing the first two bowls, his mother took the chopsticks and transferred all the leftover side dishes into the bowl. "If you like it, eat more, and I will stir-fry it for you tomorrow."

At this time, Wang Jie smiled like a flower! His mother also showed a wrinkled smile.

"Come and drink some noodle soup, original soup and original food"

"It's okay, my stomach has never hurt so much! I'll drink some vinegar later! Everything will be solved!"

"No! You can't drink jealous anymore!"

"Why, I've been drinking for so many years, why can't I do it today?"

"Now I'm the only one left at home to eat. After eating the vinegar that I made from brewing this year, there is no vinegar that I bought. Eating too much is not good for people, and I can't drink it! You should drink some noodle soup and eat some hawthorn that I picked for you later."

"Then I won't drink it, drink noodle soup and eat hawthorn!"

Wang Jie, who was flushed, told his mother in shame because at that moment he really understood the true meaning of the saying "Parents' hearts are on their children, and their hearts are on stones."

At this time, he remembered that in the past few years, the vinegar he bought was not delicious and expensive, so his parents used bran to make koji cakes, cook sorghum and wheat, and fermented vinegar to fill a large jar every time. Every day, no matter how busy his mother is, she would stir a whirlpool with a stick made of jujube wood, and then scoop off the "white flowers" white foam in the middle. There was a vinegar ladle made of small gourds hanging on the jar. Every time she was thirsty or felt uncomfortable in her stomach, she would scoop a gourd and drink it. There would definitely be some lively the next day.

At this time, he looked at his mother's old face and the empty yard, and felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. His mother was getting older and his family went out to work. The vinegar that his mother brewed might only stay in his memory.

After dinner, I lay on the kang where the temperature was just comfortable, enjoying the feeling of going home, and snoring unknowingly.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!