Ya Kun Night Reading 丨 Mishengzi (sound)

...... (Election)

Once my mother asked me to go back to Uncle Yang's house 10 pounds of rice. She measured 10 times with Mishengzi. But after Uncle Yang took a moment, he brought me back to the remaining half pounds of rice. When my mother met, I sighed and said that Uncle Yang's family is also very difficult, but he often helps others. Sometimes he gives him a little to eat. child.

At that time, we were able to eat full meals and let our parents barely. Where can there be snacks? The only snacks that can eat the most are popcorn. As soon as Grandpa who hit the popcorn, his mother gave us two cents, and the amount of rice was used to measure a pound and a half meters. Put it to me with a plastic basin. I walked to the grandfather who hit the popcorn, and shouted from a distance, Grandpa, I came to hit the popcorn. Grandpa laughed kindly and said, when the pot is cooked, the next pot is yours. I laughed and revealed half of the incisor, afraid of being covered by the sound of the popcop, shouting loudly, okay! My tender voice is full of joy and pride.

We love the popcorn. The grandfather has been eating popcorn every half a month, and every time I eat popcorn. From the perspective of the well -calculated mothers, only two cents can turn a bowl of rice into several bowls of popcorn. As someone is ridiculed on the Internet now, this is a rice amplifier, which is quite cost -effective. It can also make children full, the most cost -effective is the popcorn that gives us endless joy. However, rice sugar made the mother feel too much. One pound of rice was replaced with a small amount of rice sugar, and it was finished after three or five. But the beige flavor is as sweet as honey. As long as I hear the familiar Ding Dang sounding from outside, he heats up and drool, and you have to stand by the door for a while. The second sister is much more flexible than me. When her mother was sitting beside the door, she walked around the house and asked the younger brother to scoop out a tube of rice with Mi Shengzi, and handed it to her from the window. Two hundred meters waiting, exchanged a pound of rice into three or two meters of sugar. Many years later, I told the story of rice sugar. Mom laughed, and she said, what can be concealed, but I feel too bad for you. At that time, the child was too poor. The child had nothing to eat. Why didn't she want to eat rice sugar? She also wanted to eat it. Yes, at that time, who wouldn't be greedy.

In the age where everyone is greedy, it seems that everything is delicious. When Mi Shengzi gradually was put into the drawer by his mother, when we no longer use Mishengzi to measure rice, and when we eat more and more, I feel like I don't eat popcorn and rice sugar now. It's so fragrant.

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