-
Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading
Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in hlnovel.com -> Prose -> Footsteps of post-90s Chapter 262 Fire Grapes in Winter
Previous page Return to Catalog Next page
- ?
?With the arrival of winter, the temperature begins to drop gradually, and you need to wear thick gloves to go to and from school, otherwise the cold wind will not be able to stop it at all.
Rural children's hands are already relatively rough, not to mention maintenance and the like. If you don't wear gloves, then bleeding from the cracks is just around the corner!
It's okay to stay in the school classroom, the windows are closed, dozens of people are crowded together, and the carbon dioxide exhaled alone is enough to raise the temperature several times!
So we try not to go out in winter, go to the toilet and so on, we can hold back as long as we can, try not to go. On the one hand, it is really cold outside, and on the other hand, washing hands after going to the toilet has become another big problem!
The moment the cold water washes over your fingers, it feels like a needle is piercing your bone marrow! That's what it feels like to be heartbroken, right?
On the way home, everyone covered themselves tightly, for fear that a little wind would blow into their bodies. That feeling was really uncomfortable.
So I especially like the kind of clothes with a hood. When riding a bicycle, you can directly put the hood on your head and cover your ears, which can protect yourself from frostbite.
Everyone may not know much about winter on our side.
The winter here in Chongzhou is incomparable to the snowy scene in the north. There is no snow here, and the temperature generally hovers between two or three degrees below zero to one or two degrees above zero.
Although there is no snow in winter, the cold bones hurt! It can make you want to hide at home when there is no wind, let alone when it is windy.
There are rapeseed and wheat fields at the door of the house. These crops are basically covered with a layer of white ice in the morning in winter. The source of the ice is said to be the water vapor that comes out of the ground when it returns to the ground. After pre-cooling, it condenses on the leaves of the vegetables. surface, which then condenses into ice upon encountering cold air.
So the winter here is unbelievably cold!
Especially when you go out in the morning, there is no solution at all! It is not until the sun rises slowly, the temperature rises, and the ice cubes gradually melt, that the temperature rises slowly and the temperature can be felt a little.
It is also difficult to stay at home in winter.
The red brick walls have no insulation, so it is very cold!
When watching TV at night, grandparents have to cover the sofa with a quilt to make themselves feel better.
? In the early days, there was no TV at home, so I washed my feet early and lay down under the quilt. Whether it was chatting or telling stories, I didn¡¯t feel too cold because I was under the quilt.
Now it's only when you stay in the living room at night that you can really feel the cold.
So when winter came, grandpa took out his magic weapon.
"Ren Tao, what do you think I got?" Just after arriving home in the afternoon, Grandpa came out of the utility room with a dirty thing in his hand.
"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" I asked curiously.
"Oh, you can't guess what this is!" Grandpa said with a smile.
I walked in and took a look, hey, I know this thing, so I said, "This is from Huo grapes!"
The so-called fire grape, the outer layer is woven with bamboo silk, a pottery bowl in the middle, and a handle on the top, which can be carried. In fact, it is a miniature bamboo basket with a pottery Wan in the middle.
"Ah! I took out the fire raisins and used them to warm the fire, so it wouldn't be cold anymore!" Grandpa said with a smile.
"Hahaha, that's so comfortable!" I said with a smile.
"This fire grape is something left by your ancestor. When your ancestor was alive, she made the fire grape herself." Grandpa remembered.
I stepped forward and stroked the fire grapes lightly, as if I saw my great-grandmother again
After dinner, the fire in the stove has been extinguished, but the charcoal left by the firewood is still very red, exuding its temperature all the time.
Grandpa came over with the torch, put the tongs into the stove, and began to choose suitable charcoal.
"Ren Tao, when the Hahuo grapes are ready, you roast them first!" Grandpa said, staring at me lovingly.
Watching the red charcoal being pulled out one by one and put into the raisins again, the temperature in front of me slowly rose, and my hands could clearly feel the temperature from the charcoal.
While leaning close to the fire raisins, he said: "Grandpa, you can roast it. I'm not very cold. I'll roast it when it's cold."
I rejected my grandfather's idea of ??giving me Huozi first, after all, this is the current source of calories.
The reason why I refused was not because of how strong I was, but because I felt that my grandfather was so thin and wore thinner clothes, so he definitely needed the raisins more than I did, and I couldn't keep them for myself.
"It¡¯s okay, don¡¯t catch a cold, you need an injection if you catch a cold! My body is better than yours, you know? "Grandpa said earnestly.
I also understand what grandpa means. Because of their age, they have experienced more than me, and they also know when their bodies are cold and when they need to add clothes. As a child, I need this kind of warmth even more!
Moreover, it is very troublesome for children to catch a cold. Not only does it take a long time to get better, the medication should not be too heavy, but it may also affect their studies. This is the result that everyone does not want to see, so I am still very moved by the words of grandpa's special concern.
After Grandpa selected almost all the charcoal, the pottery Wan in the middle of the fire raisin had already been filled with more than half of the charcoal, exuding its warmth all the time.
"Ren Tao, go and get a piece of bamboo." Grandpa put down the torch and said to me.
I quickly ran outside, and took a ten-centimeter piece of bamboo from the place where my grandfather usually weaves the back sash, and handed it to my grandfather.
After Grandpa took the bamboo slice, he said to me: "Did you see that this bamboo slice is inserted into the charcoal, gently pick the charcoal below, and the red charcoal will be picked up, and the temperature will rise."
Watching my grandfather explain and demonstrate, I realized that the fire raisin also has the ability to adjust the temperature, otherwise I thought I would just do it and watch it cool down.
Seeing my grandfather fiddle with the charcoal reminds me of my great-grandmother.
?Great-grandmother liked me very much since I was a child. In winter, my great-grandmother wore thick clothes and wrapped herself tightly. The outside was basically dark blue long mountains, and a turban was wrapped around her head.
And this fire grape, she will always carry it in her hand.
When sitting on the stool, I will use my legs to hold the grapes, and the waist will cover the surface of the grapes, so as not to let the temperature of the grapes dissipate so quickly.
In a blink of an eye, great-grandmother has been away from us for a long time, and the places she stayed and the things she used have become permanent memories.
When I take it out from time to time, I can still see the shadow of my great-grandmother, so I will miss it.
Maybe this is the so-called "seeing things and thinking about people", right?
I guess I didn't expect that the fire raisins used by my great-grandmother could be seen again today, and my grandfather still preserved them so well.
Maybe this is also grandpa's longing for mother (remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
- Previous pageCatalogNext page