一坛红艳,一坛味香,让漂泊的游子念念不忘。——题记一柄金属大勺,伸进褐色的大肚坛子,再出来时,满满一勺艳红的酱辣椒。“艳”和“红”都会让我想起春日里迎风绽放的大红花,但此刻用来形容这白瓷碗里的酱辣椒,倒是再合适不过了。我不爱酱辣椒的味道,这让外婆和外公想不通。在他们的世界里,没有人能拒绝酱辣椒的诱惑,更不用说这坛封存了十年却红艳不改的极品辣椒。在辣椒收获的季节,外婆和邻居的婶子大娘们都背上背篓上坡了。四川人缺不了辣,家家户 An altar red Yan, a sweet scent, so wandering wandering children never forget. - Inscription A metal spoon, into the brown pot bell jar, and then come out, full of a spoonful of red sauce chili. The “brilliant” and “red” remind me of the safflower that blooms in the spring, but at the moment it is appropriate to describe the sauce in the white porcelain bowl. I do not like the taste of chili sauce, which makes grandmother and grandfather can not figure out. In their world, no one can refuse the temptation of soy sauce, let alone the altar which has been sealed for ten years but is not the best pepper. In the season of pepper harvesting, grandmother and neighbor’s nephews are backsliding uphill. Sichuan people lack hot, households