我以为世上最好的味道,是甜。祖母的竖柜里锁着许多好东西,诸如花手绢、银耳环、毛票、新布,当然还有糖罐。糖罐是个白色的粗瓷罐,长条身形,比暖瓶矮点、粗点。在我稀疏的记忆里,从未有祖母买糖的印象,但糖罐里似乎藏有永远也吃不完的红糖。多年后,问起祖母,糖是从哪里来的,她笑哈哈地说我笨,当然是鸡蛋换来的。清寡的肠胃,对油腻的食物有某种天生的排斥。比起糖,鸡蛋有一股腥味,乃至吃的时候会想到它的出处,心里总有怪怪的感觉。 I think the best taste in the world is sweet. Grandmother’s locker locked many good things, such as floral handkerchiefs, silver earrings, wool tickets, new cloth, and of course sugar bowl. Sugar bowl is a white thick porcelain jar, long stature, shorter than the warm bottle, rough. In my sparse memories, there was never the impression that grandmothers bought candy, but the sugar pot seemed to contain brown sugar that would never be eaten. Years later, asked her grandmother, where the sugar came from, she smiled and said I was stupid, of course, is the egg in return. The stomach of the undead has some kind of natural rejection of greasy food. Compared to sugar, eggs have a scent, and even when it comes to eat will think of its source, there are always strange feeling.