每年的11月份,我都会准时收到母亲寄来或托人捎来的一个包裹。不用打开,我就知道这里肯定是一粒粒母亲亲手剥开、亲自调煮的水洇不干、嫩黄带青、卷皮脆心的家乡豆子。想想,这个习惯从开始到现在已经过去20年了。那还是在我刚刚考上大学的那年。那时,我们那儿虽说也和全国其它地方的农村一样,开始包产到户了。但由于土地承包刚刚起步,家里人口又多,缺乏男劳力,一家十来口人全靠在乡村中学当老师的父亲每月几十元的 Every November, I receive a parcel sent by my mother or trustee on time. Do not open, I know here is certainly a grain mother peeled off personally, the water boil not cook, yellow with green, crusty hometown beans. Think about it, this habit has been 20 years since its inception. That is still the year I admitted to college. At that time, although we were in the same place as the rest of the country’s rural areas, we started to deliver food to all our families. However, due to the fact that land contracting has just started, the family has a large population and lacked manpower. A family of 10 people relies solely on the monthly cost of a few tens of yuan