很小的时候家里有次吃油炸鲫鱼,几条三指宽的大鲫鱼炸得焦黄,肚子鼓胀胀的,用筷子一扒开,冒出一堆金黄的鱼子。母亲见我们几个小家伙抢着要吃,连忙制止,说这个东西细伢子吃不得,要是吃了将来会不认得秤的。秤是什么东西啊?我不解地问。秤就是街上店铺里称货的东西嘛,上面钉满了表示斤两的星星,大秤,你去买东西人家少了你的秤,不就吃亏了吗?母亲说。那吃了鱼子为什么就会不认得秤呀?我打破沙锅问到底。“这是我小时候听你外婆这样说的,当然不会有错。”,母亲回答道。究竟吃了鱼子为什么会不认得秤,我一直没有弄明白。秤就这么难认吗?秤在我心中留下了一个种秘的印象。 夏天在阶矶上歇凉,我们缠着母 At a young age, there are times when you eat fried crucian carp, a few three-finger wide crucian carp fried deep yellow, bulging belly bulging, chopsticks, a Paichou, emerge a pile of golden roe. Mother saw us a few little guys rushing to eat, quickly stopped, saying that this thing can not eat fine, if you eat will not recognize the scale in the future. What is the scale ah? I puzzled to ask. Weighing scales is the thing in the street shop Well thing, above the nail was filled with two stars, scales, you go to buy things people less your scale, not to lose it? Mother said. Why eat roe do not recognize the scales that way? I broke the casserole asked in the end. “This is how I heard your grandmother when I was a kid, of course not going wrong,” the mother replied. Why eating roe did not recognize the scale, I have not figured it out. Scale is so hard to recognize? Scale in my heart left a kind of secret impression. Summer in the sand on the rocks, we are tangled mother