36年前的冬天·随着年关逼近,就经常听到父母盘算过年的事儿。老大的裤子不能再穿了、老二的棉袄得换新棉花了、老三个子长了、裤腿短,得买新的了,过年家里来亲戚得买点鱼和肉吧……听着这样的合计,感觉家里用钱的地方多着呢。可整天地里来地里去的,庄户人家哪有什么进项。于是父母就合计着把埋在南墙根下雪地里的香菜拉到城里卖了。腊月二十六晚上,父亲装了满满一车香菜。由于路途近百里远,担心父亲一人拉车受不了,我毛遂自荐与父同行。母亲给我们爷俩下了一锅热腾腾的面条,唠叨着进城里 The winter of 36 years ago, as New Year approached, we often heard parents forget about the Chinese New Year. Boss can not wear the second child, the second cotton jacket must be replaced by a new cotton, the older son long, short legs, have to buy new, New Year home to relatives have to buy some fish and meat ... ... listen to such a total Feel the money at home where more. To be able to go all day long in the village households where what income. So the parents totaled the cilantro buried in the south wall of the ground to pull the city sold. Twelfth night on the twelfth lunar month, his father packed a car full of parsley. As the journey nearly hundred miles, worried about his father could not stand the cart, I volunteered to walk with his father. Mother gave us a pot of hot noodles, nagging into the city