Fog Township

For several days in a row, A Ming and Yu Sheng didn't speak a word. He only decocted medicine, delivered medicine, and changed the medicine for his leg injury according to his grandmother's instructions. He didn't have much to say about the rest.Yu Sheng was begging for nothing to talk to him, but he didn't want to, A Ming just rolled his eyes at him, and every time he hurriedly delivered the medicine, and then hurriedly retrieved the medicine bowl, Yu Sheng stayed in the room alone, unable to move, and Without entertainment, he was bored.

Although A Ming was sullen, he didn't even know why he was angry.Maybe it's because of messing with girls, as Yu Sheng said, or maybe it's something else that he hasn't realized yet.Although he pretended to be indifferent in his words, he did not dare to neglect Yu Sheng's condition at all, and kept guarding in the next room, paying attention to Yu Sheng's movements.

The plantain outside the house has opened new leaves, and the vine notoginseng on the side has climbed the branches of the yellow kudzu tree.Before I knew it, half a month had passed.Yu Sheng's injuries have all healed, but the bones in his left leg need time to recuperate.A Ming was staying in the room next door as usual, when he suddenly heard a loud noise coming from the next room, A Ming hurried in to take a look, it turned out that Yu Sheng was trying to reach out to get the backpack on the table, but unexpectedly hit the ground.Seeing him rushing in, Yu Sheng hastily grinned stupidly.Amin ignored him, picked up the bag on the ground, and put it on his bedside.

"I thought you ignored me. I didn't expect you to be so stingy, and I don't know which sentence offended you. If you are angry, just vent it to me, so that both parties will be angry." Yu Sheng Said helplessly.Amin still didn't speak, but just looked at him with a bad face.At some point, Yu Sheng took out a piece of chocolate from his backpack and held it in his hand. He said mysteriously, "Let me show you a good thing you've never eaten before." Amin sat beside him, still silent, Just stare at his clenched fist.Yu Sheng spread out his palms and said, "Look! This is it." A Ming took the exquisite thing wrapped in colored paper into his hand and inspected it carefully, and finally said with a smile in his eyes: "Hey! What is this thing? How do you eat it? Yusheng picked up the chocolate, tore off the wrapping paper, revealing the beautiful gold foil inside, and took out the gold foil completely along the gap, and a complete piece of chocolate appeared in front of Amin.Amin was puzzled. This thing was dark in appearance and didn't smell any special fragrance, so he asked, "Can I eat it?" Yu Sheng smiled and said, "You'll know after you try it."So, he broke off a small piece and stuffed it into Amin's mouth.Seeing him feeding himself with his own hands, Amin felt a wave of turmoil in his heart, and hurriedly said, "I... I'd better do it by myself." Before he could finish speaking, the chocolate had already been stuffed into his mouth. "Is it delicious?" Yu Sheng asked.

A Ming's face was flushed with embarrassment, he couldn't taste the chocolate while chewing on it, but he could taste Yu Sheng's tenderness towards him in his heart.Seeing that he was in a daze, Yu Sheng asked again: "How does it taste?" A Ming came to his senses, smiled embarrassedly and said, "I ate too fast just now, so I didn't taste the taste." Yu Sheng Then he fed the second piece into his mouth, Amin felt extremely happy in his heart, but he was afraid that Yusheng would find it strange, so he suppressed the joy in his heart, pouted and said, "Actually, it's not very good! It tastes bitter, not as sweet as red brick candy!" Yu Sheng hurriedly said: "Cut! I really don't know what to eat. I'm afraid you won't be able to eat this stuff in your life. You have to taste it carefully, don't swallow it all at once. .I brought this little when I came out, so I have to eat sparingly." Seeing him like this, A Ming couldn't help laughing and said, "If this is the case, can you give me another piece and let me taste it carefully?" Yu Sheng couldn't help it. Shedi broke off a small piece, fed it into his mouth, and said in a low voice, "It's just to repay your kindness of feeding medicine..." Amin instinctively became nervous, he was especially sensitive to the word feeding medicine, and felt Thinking, does he know something, so I asked him carefully: "Actually, this is what I should do. The medicine is too hot, so I will blow it cold spoonful by spoonful and feed it to you. I'm afraid you will dislike my saliva for being dirty." Where's your medicine?" Yu Sheng hurriedly said: "I'm not so hypocritical, it's very common for men and brothers to share a cigarette and drink a bowl of wine together, how could I dislike you." Ming heard that he didn't mention the idea of ​​feeding medicine by mouth, he must have been in a severe coma and didn't know what happened that day, so he felt relieved.

A Ming helped Yu Sheng clean up the room, and the moment he left the door, he looked back and said with a smile: "Actually, that... the chocolate is really delicious, thank you." wooden door.Amin couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, and jumped to the river. In May, the wild flowers in the valley rushed to bloom, and the leaves and roots of the kudzu tree grew greedily.He looked up at the sloping land on the other side, and it was the rapeseed field of the Janny's family, which had already grown full pods, which meant that the oil mill of the Janny's family was about to get busy.

Every household in Chaba villagers will plant some rapeseed. When spring comes, the mountains and rivers of Chaba are inlaid with beautiful golden colors. Yaniang’s family runs the only oil mill in the town. The old oil mill is also the grandfather of Yaniang’s father. It started to operate in that generation, and it has a history of nearly a hundred years.The villagers store the rapeseed they have harvested in the oil workshop as raw materials, and when they need it, they can go to the oil workshop to extract fresh rapeseed oil at any time and exchange it at equal value. Affordable, Laoyoufang has won everyone's trust.

In May, the rapeseeds began to ripen, and Ya Niang's family also entered the busiest time of the year.The villagers successively transported their own rapeseed to the oil mill, weighed it, and then put it in storage, waiting for the right time to sublimate it into dripping and mellow rapeseed oil.

The Old Oil Factory is undoubtedly the most magnificent building in the entire Chaba.In the middle of the tall oil mill is the most important tool of the oil mill - a wooden oil press. On one side of the oil press is a huge stone mill for grinding powder, and on the other side are two large pots, one for frying Rapeseed, another ground rapeseed flour for fumigation.

Every time it comes to the oil pressing season, Ya Niang is always very busy. The clanging sound coming from the old oil workshop, and the charming oily fragrance wafting from the oil press warehouse remind the villagers to go to the old oil workshop to collect oil. It's time for a new oil.

Amin and his grandmother depend on each other for life, and the family does not have extra labor to grow rapeseed.The people in the village take good care of his family and are very convenient to him. This is because the grandmother saves lives and heals the wounded. She treats the villagers for free for minor illnesses and minor ailments. Even serious illnesses can be avoided. On the one hand, everyone felt sorry for her when she was old and lost her son, and she had only one adopted grandson to accompany her, so she was really lonely.This Grandma Zeng has a clear heart, but she never takes advantage of his family. Whenever someone rewards her, she always says: "Everyone is born in a poor family, and it is not easy to make a living. Take the reward carefully, and please take back the things." Therefore. , the villagers respect this kind and stubborn old man even more in their hearts.

There are not many oil tanks left in the house.The grandmother called A Ming and asked him to go to the old oil workshop to get some vegetable oil.When A Ming heard that he was going to Jae Niang's house, he murmured in his heart, since the last time Jae Niang came here with an umbrella, she has not been seen for half a month. "This period of time happens to be the season of rapeseed harvesting. Her house is busy, so she must not be free." Amin thought to himself to comfort his nervousness.

A Ming was carrying an oil pot, and was walking on the ancient bluestone alley, with tall eaves overlapping each other above his head, and he could not see the clear sky.Strange to say, God always takes good care of your mother's family. Whenever the rapeseeds are ripe, it is surprisingly dry and rainless, giving Chaba the most precious sunshine.People in Chaba have figured out this rule, and they are rushing to harvest rapeseed in this rare sunny day.

Walk out of Yizi Street, turn right into an alley and walk straight in, and you will soon arrive at Laoyoufang.A Ming was still worried, he was afraid that he would not know what to say when he saw the prostitute, so he was hesitating and he had already reached the oil shop.At this time, it was lunch time, and there were not many people queuing up. There were only two or three people standing in front of the oil shop.

Ya Niang spotted A Ming who was hiding in the oil team at a glance, but she deliberately pretended not to know, and continued to record and make accounts as if nothing had happened.A Ming was in the queue, and found that the guy who helped the prostitute in the shop was a young man who was about the same age as him. Just work.A Ming was paying attention to the boy, not thinking it was his turn to cheer.The prostitute seemed very calm, like treating ordinary villagers, and after exchanging pleasantries, she asked: "Is it full?" After passing the oil pot, he quickly scooped up a small bamboo tube of oil from the big vat. His eyes were like a ruler to determine the distance, and the oil droplets in a straight line just poured into the narrow mouth of the pot. After a while, it was full of oil. pot.The prostitute's pen flew quickly on the account book, the abacus was crackling, and the price was calculated in a moment. The prostitute didn't look at Amin, and said while writing down: "It's two yuan and thirty cents in total, I'll charge you two yuan. .”

A Ming always remembered his grandmother's advice, and he did not dare to be negligent even if it was thirty cents, so he said, "Thank you for your kindness, I'll give you two and thirty cents." After speaking, he took out some money from his pocket, After ordering, he threw it on the desk and left briskly.

On the way home from the trot, A Ming recalled the calm and composed prostitute just now, and was very puzzled by her reaction. On the other hand, the guy beside her really aroused his inner displeasure.