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第一次吃挂面,是我六七岁的时候,刚刚分产到户。母亲从瓮里舀水倒进锅里,又给灶膛里填上柴火,拉动风箱,火苗在灶膛里熊熊燃烧,炉火把母亲的脸映得通红。而我却满怀期待地盯着锅台上的一把雪白的挂面,期待着可以吃上日思夜想的挂面了。我家兄弟姐妹多,可在生产队挣工分的劳动力只有父亲和母亲。让一家人吃上饱饭就是父母亲最大的目标了,吃机器压的挂面成了奢望。分产到户后,我家的日子慢慢好了起来,粮食多了起来。母亲在我再三地央求下,到村小卖部里用粮食换了一斤挂面。
The first time to eat noodles, when I was six or seven years old, just part of the household. Mother pumped water into the pot from the urn, and filled the hearth with firewood, pulling the bellows. The flames were burning in the hearth, and the mother’s face turned red with fire. And I was looking forward to staring at a white noodle on the pan and looking forward to eating pasta noodles. There are many brothers and sisters in my family, and only the fathers and mothers can earn a wage in the production team. Let a family eat full is the biggest goal of parents, noodles to eat machine pressure became a wishful thinking. After the production to households, my family is getting better day by day, food more up. My mother begged me to ask again and again, to the village commissary for a pound of dried noodles with food.