卫平小我两岁,在我们身为少年的二十世纪七十年代,住在回马镇武装部家属大院的时候,卫平妈炸的那些喷香的面点让我记忆深刻。那年月没啥好东西吃,有口饱饭已是万幸,何况小孩都是馋嘴猫,永远欠一口吃食。那时候,不管哪个小孩随便拿个什么东西走到院子里吃,不管拿的是玉米棒子、馒头,还是粗粮饽饽,只要是吃的,别的小孩一看见,轰地就把他围上,一只只小手伸到他眼皮下:“给点儿!给点儿!”吃东西的小孩舍不得给,抽冷子夺路而逃,别的小孩乌泱泱在后面追,边追边喊:“给 Weiping two years old, in our boyhood as a teenager in the 1970s, living in the back of the Armed Forces family compound backyard, Wei Ping fried fried noodles that let me memory. That year nothing good to eat, have enough food is already lucky, not to mention the children are greedy cats, always owe food. At that time, no matter which child took something casually to go to the yard to eat, no matter what he took was corn cob, steamed bread, or coarse grains 饽 饽, so long as it was eaten, when other children saw him, Only a small hand reached under his eyelids: ”to give some children! “ To eat something reluctant to give, pumping cold son drove the way, other children chasing after the chase, chasing the side shouting: ”give