回老家时,我特意去看了看儿时读书的学校。听人说学校周围的土培房早被拆光了,空着一些土地等着开发商盖楼房。过了石头桥就离学校不远,人也就熙熙攘攘开了。沿街的黑瓦房里是一排排饭馆,主顾多是一些上城打工的农民,出力气的活,胃口自然奇大,店老板便省去了城里文雅的盘子,改用斗碗盛,一口漆黑的大柴锅,足够炒十几桌的菜。吃得实惠,下力气的人才会来。一个小饭馆也不用外聘人,就是两夫妻,男的掌勺,女人什么都干,抹桌子扫地洗菜招呼客人,忙得不亦乐乎。 Back home, I deliberately went to read the school when I was a child. I heard people say that the peasants’ room around the school has long been dismantled, and some land is waiting for the developer to cover the building. After a stone bridge not far from the school, people will be bustling open. Row of black tiles along the street is a row of restaurants, patrons are mostly working on the city of some peasants, to work hard, great natural appetite, the shopkeeper would save the city elegant plate, switch to bowls Sheng, A dark wood firewood, enough to stir a dozen tables of food. Eat affordable, hard-working talent will come. A small restaurant also do not have to hire people, that is, two couples, the man’s spoon, a woman what are dry, wipe the table sweeping vegetables to greet guests, enjoying themselves.