What childhood snacks did you eat?

The food that impressed me most when I was a child was of course chocolate! Tianjin brand, red packaging, so big. If you buy one, you will get a twenty cents. At that time, the foot cake (a kind of sesame cake shaped like a foot) sold by the roadside was only three or five points.

I am the only daughter in my family. When I was in primary school, my grandfather would pick me up after school and buy me a piece.

Opening the package, a whole piece of chocolate was pressed into many small squares, and I followed my grandfather to eat small pieces. Grandpa helped me carry my schoolbag. When I crossed the street, he bent down and hugged me.

Grandpa is very tall, about 1.8 meters. At that time, I didn't have a COP (long), so I was a pudgy pier.

I was born in 1980. When my grandfather started to pick me up, it was probably in the late 1980s and early 1990s. I don't remember. At that time, grandpa had retired and his salary was quite high. Grandma lived early, and he used it alone, so he was well off.

At that time, our family lived in a tube-shaped apartment, my parents and I lived in a room on the third floor, and my grandfather lived in a room on the first floor. After school, my grandfather took me to his house to play. My mother shouted, and we went upstairs to eat together.

Grandpa took me on vacation, too. He has a Phoenix bicycle, tied a bamboo chair to me in the back seat and rode around on a camel. Go to Martyrs Park and Zoo. At that time, Changsha Zoo was still next to Martyrs Park, which is now Deya Road.

Once, my grandfather rode me and bought me an ice cream to eat on the road. The road is built in front of the zoo, and the slope is uneven. We fell down. Grandpa got up and gave me a hug. He was very nervous and kept asking, "What's the matter?" I was lying on the ground, my skirt was dirty, my hands were high, and I still had ice cream in my hands. I shouted, "What a mess!" "Pride.

Another time, my mother joked with me and asked me to take her last name. This is not necessarily a joke. This is half-joking and half-true. She came up with all her names and called them "Yu Wen".

The next day, at grandpa's house, I learned the gossip my mother had told grandpa. Grandpa's face sank at that time, dragging me out and slamming the door.

I don't know what happened, so I knocked on the door and shouted, "Grandpa, I want to go in." Neither should he.

After a while, the door opened, my grandfather blocked it with a sullen face, put a biscuit bucket in my arms, glared at me, told me "Don't come into my house if you want to be surnamed Yu", and closed the door again.

I was angry, too. Don't go in unless you go in. I just sat under the eaves and ate cookies until my mother came back.

My mother later said to me, "You are a treasure! (Changsha dialect, meaning fool. )"