Essay notes unforgettable "yellow grain" of white rice _2 words

When we entered Huangliangji Town, we walked along a road near the entrance of the town for about three miles from south to north, and then along the country road, the car slowly traveled on the narrow road, but we couldn't walk four or five miles. We turned the car around and stopped at the fork in the road.

there is a baby in the car, and there are five people. The car turned off the throttle and put out the fire. We jumped out of the car in twos and threes to meet our host, who had been waiting for us at the intersection for a long time. He reached out and held hands tightly with us city guests who came from afar.

"What a sight for sore eyes!" He greeted us with a smile.

We took the cigarette handed by our host, smoking and talking and laughing.

actually, we sent his little grandson to stay with him for a while.

Talking and laughing, everyone went to the trunk of the car and opened it, only to find that the contents were full. It's all baby bags. A big bag of diapers, a plastic box of baby's clothes, shoes and socks, diapers, a newly bought air-conditioning heater for children, and a big stroller.

The little baby's grandfather was carrying a basket, which was too big for him to hold. He had to carry several big bags with his hands empty. I was responsible for carrying the stroller, followed him and crawled up the rugged mountain road.

"Are you fifty?" He asked me.

"Fifty-nine is already full, and I'm already eating sixty meals!"

"You are so young, you really can't tell you are sixty years old!"

this man is very talkative, and he looks like a chatterbox all the way. After several twists and turns, I really can't walk any further. Panting, I stood on a high ridge and planned to take a short rest.

Seeing that I was struggling to climb, he roared up to me from the front:

"The mountain road is steep, so you have never walked such a mountain road!"

"I climbed such a mountain road when I was young! Taking this road suddenly is not very suitable for a while. "

"come on, I'll carry the stroller. Please follow empty-handed! " He said, and came to get the stroller in my hand.

"how can this be done? You see that your hands are not empty, and you have taken enough. " I said.

I insisted on taking it myself, but he couldn't beat me, so I had to.

I rested for a while, and my breathing became calmer. We walked on. Look at him striding around in front. I am very envious in my heart. Still young! I thought this in my mind. A look at him reminds me of the simplicity and honesty of the mountain people. In fact, his age is about fifty! Medium build, long face. Clear eyes and square nose. He will stop for a while, and when I come near, we will go forward together. He said to me:

"Soon! Almost there. Look, that's my home. " He put things on the ground and told me with his finger.

In the distance, we could see a house with an earthen tile roof. After a while, we all followed him into the house, and the room was spacious and clear. It's a big width, big depth. The host put away his things and quickly led us to the fire.

"It's very cold, so I'd better go to the stove to warm my hands."

"you're welcome! Fortunately, it is not very cold. " We all say so.

after greeting us, the hostess quickly tied on her apron and went to the kitchen to stir-fry and cook. Because there was a baby in the house for more than a month, we were also very sensible and came outside to smoke.

This is a single-family house. The east and south of the house are all surrounded by dense forests. The thick and straight fir trees are in pieces, many of which are more than two feet long, and they are lush. The door of the house is a big paddy field. Under the rice field, a large bamboo garden grows in spirit. In the distance, there is a large forest of chestnut trees with thick trunks and bare branches, as far as the eye can see.

when we were not aware of it, snowflakes floated in the sky, one, two, three or five pieces, and fell to the ground and disappeared. Looking at the snowflakes flying all over the sky and the surrounding mountains and green waters, I feel like I have entered a beautiful fairy tale kingdom.

"it's time to eat! Eat! " The host is calling out to us. Then we stubbed out the cigarette butts that we hadn't finished smoking and quickly walked into the back room.

"wow! So many dishes! " I couldn't help but marvel at the table full of more than ten dishes of meat and vegetables, such as steamed meat, braised meat, scrambled eggs, fried meat with green peppers and fried potato chips.

There's a big pot of ribs and radish stewed in the middle of the stove. The hot air rolled up.

"We have nothing to entertain in this mountain. However, these are all produced in our own fields, so we can eat them boldly. "

The host family are sincere people and gave me a big bowl of white rice. When I hold it in my hand, the fragrance goes straight into my nostrils. Take a bite, which is sweet but not greasy, fragrant and delicious.

"delicious! It tastes fragrant. "

"It's all homemade. Delicious, you can eat more! "

"No wonder, this place is called' Imperial Grain'. It turns out that all the rice produced here in ancient times was presented to the palace!"

My son corrected me:

"It's not imperial grain, but yellow grain."

"Anyway, the pronunciation is the same, regardless of it."

this is just my personal opinion.

actually, the origin of this "yellow grain" is like this. Huangliang Town is located in the east-central part of Xingshan County. According to legend, there is a big Huanglianzi tree in Pingping, formerly known as Huanglianping. According to "Xingshan County Records", "Huangliangping, unified map as Huanglianping" is recorded. In the 197s, rice fields were reclaimed in Huangliangping, and the word "Lian" in Huangliangping was replaced by the word "grain" in the near sound, which is called Huangliangping. According to another legend, it was originally named desolate Ping, which is ten miles long from east to west and three miles wide from north to south. In the meantime, a grotesque ravine flows through it, and the Ping is covered with big willows and mugwort. There are folk songs to prove it: "The desolate Ping is so desolate that there is no chicken pecking rice and no mouse consuming food at night; Men become bachelors, and girls marry in other places. "In the era of fighting to learn from Dazhai, people just cultivated more than 3, mu of rice fields on this land, which is fertile and has high grain yield, so it is called Huangliangping, which is known as" Xingshan Granary ".

That's true. In fact, the rice made from this' yellow grain' is really fragrant. The more you eat it, the more you want to eat it. Otherwise, I'll have three bowls of white rice here at once.