A little porridge (prose)

Today's breakfast, after eating two bowls of porridge, I not only felt warm in my heart, but also felt sweaty all over. This is the advantage of eating porridge in autumn and winter, which can stimulate appetite, strengthen the spleen and drive away the cold on the body. Isn't it soon?

Suddenly, I remembered something decades ago.

When I was a child, I lived in a rural area where food and clothing could not be solved, and I could still eat porridge. It was a good family. However, the porridge at that time was really thin and worthy of the name.

When I was a teenager, I could cook porridge. It's not that I'm smart, but that my brother and sister want to eat that kind of thick porridge too much. Cooking was my mother's business. She is thin for three meals a day. Sweet potato porridge in the morning, noodles at noon and poverty at night. In sweet potato porridge, there is almost no rice, but all sweet potatoes and all water. When there is no sweet potato, I occasionally cook rice porridge once or twice, but I can count rice grains. We children can drink several bowls each, and our bellies are bulging. In an hour or two, we will pee after a few bubbles.

I think every day that I can eat a bowl of thick porridge at that time. So I said to my mother, "Mom, I'll make breakfast."

I'm thinking, I cook, and I'm the master's dream!

Mom didn't take it seriously and thought I was talking nonsense. A few days later, I told my mother again. Mom is serious. Say, "You will?"

I said, "Yes, you cook. I have seen everything. Remember. "

My mother was too busy to help, so she agreed. I went to work the next day and cooked potato porridge. My mother's git is very small, and it can only hold two or two meters at most. She only scoops one jar of rice every day, and I scoop two jars of rice, sweet potatoes or those sweet potatoes, and water or those waters. The porridge cooked tastes very different. There are more grains of rice, and the taste of rice is of course stronger.

"There is too much rice, but there will be less tomorrow." As soon as the pot boiled, my mother felt it, just reminding me, not criticizing. My brothers and sisters had a good time, but they didn't know it was me fighting wits with my mother.

In this way, how many days in a row, do it. However, rice dare not go up any more. I'm afraid haste makes waste. Because what I really want to eat is porridge without sweet potatoes. So, I go to check the sweet potato every day, hoping it will disappear soon.

In those years, somehow, the harvest of rice and wheat was not good, but the sweet potato was full of fruits, and every household gained a lot. My cellar is full, even under the bed.

No amount of things can be swallowed by five or six people. Not many days after the Chinese New Year, sweet potatoes were finally eliminated by us. I think we can eat real white rice porridge this time.

However, my mother is a chess player, and she pulls a bag of dried sweet potatoes on the beam. Hehe, I forgot this. When sweet potatoes entered the cellar last autumn, my family also cut a lot of sweet potato slices and put them away after drying, just to guard against today. I was stupid and had a good time.

Dried sweet potato porridge, similar to sweet potato porridge, has the same method, but has no sweet potato flavor. However, this thing is hungry, full, and I don't know if I have been hungry for a morning or even a day. However, no matter how bad this thing is, it can only last for more than a month, and it is finally finished.

That morning, I showed my mother an empty bag containing dried sweet potatoes. Mother didn't speak for a long time, turned and went to the room. At the moment, it is spring and March, which is the season when green and yellow are not connected, but it is an eternal and energetic moment. My mother is the only one who works in my family, but there are five or six people who can eat and grow. My mother is worried, that's for sure. The sweet potato is finished, and the dried sweet potato is also finished. Where is the rice? Only half a bucket. If you let go of eating, at most ten days, the whole family can only drink northwest wind.

Ten minutes later, my mother came out of the room with a small bowl of rice in her hand. Without saying a word, she put the bowl in my hand and turned and went out.

That year, I was a 12-year-old boy, the oldest child in my family, but I didn't know much and didn't fully understand what my mother's sorrow was.

I got the rice. What was in that small jar was not a can of rice, but a bowl of rice. I immediately felt a kind of excitement that I had never felt before, and finally I could eat real porridge. Although I have never cooked porridge without anything, intuitively, this small bowl of rice should be cooked into half a pot of porridge ... I didn't think about anything else, just wanted to eat porridge, and when my mother left, I scooped up half a bowl of rice. I washed the rice, put it in the pot, put half a pot of water, and covered the lid. Suddenly, I felt uncomfortable, so I opened the lid, added a ladle of water to the pot, and then closed the lid.

Usually, my family cooks with straw. It takes a lot to cook a pot of porridge, and the heat is not strong, so the porridge cooked is not fragrant. Today, I changed to burning cow dung. Cow dung is the excrement pulled out by cattle in summer. One by one, it is stuck on the wall, dried in the sun, and then picked up and collected for later use.

I immediately went to the woodshed in the backyard and got a basket of cow dung cakes. First, light the fire with straw, put the cow dung cake on it and set it up. When the cow dung cake catches fire, dig the straw ash under the stove into the fire ditch to make the air circulate smoothly, and the cow dung cake catches fire. At first, the fire grew stronger and stronger. When the porridge boils, turn down the heat and let it burn slowly. At the same time, move the lid a little, and the boiling hot air will come straight up, and the soup will churn in the pot. Just simmer slowly, and at a certain time, the porridge will gradually thicken, and it will be fine. This is the famous cow dung porridge.

I sat in the oven, watching the flame of the cow dung cake and listening to the movement in the pot. When there is a gurgling sound in the pot, uncover the lid and put a tablespoon of porridge in the pot to prevent the rice from forming the bottom of the pot. In fact, as long as the fire is not big and the food is so small, this move is redundant. However, I really want to smell the smell of porridge in the process of cooking, which is more comfortable than eating meat.

When the porridge is cooked, my brothers and sisters stand by with bowls in their hands and want to eat it at once, no matter how hot the porridge is, or whether my mother didn't come back from work.

I stood in front of the fire, like a majestic general, temporarily blocking my desire.

Mom came back, saw this situation, said nothing, came to the stove and picked up the big spoon. Say, "Come on!"

The five-year-old brother first put the bowl in front of his mother. Instead of porridge, her mother put a big spoon in it, hugged it back and forth, left and right, and then scooped up a spoon. I saw that although the spoon is porridge, it looks mostly white soup, a bit like milk, but not in the state of milk.

Mom looked at me again, but still didn't say anything. But the eyes clearly said, "you little thing, play with my brain!" " "

Mother filled a bowl for her brother, put down the spoon and walked away.

This porridge is strictly porridge soup. However, there are no sweet potatoes and no dried sweet potatoes. It's a little thin, but it's much thicker than the porridge we used to eat At least if you drink it in one bite, you will feel porridge. If you drink it in your stomach, you won't shake too much, and you don't have to pee immediately.

A few years later, I went out to make a living. Living a bachelor's life, eating breakfast outside, mostly snacks, buns, noodles and the like, porridge is almost insulated from me. To tell the truth, I don't want porridge either.

In the 1980s, I worked in a government office. Every year, our unit pulls people to the countryside and so on. One winter, a deputy director and I settled down in a town called Ji Sun.

We arrange three meals a day in the canteen of the township government. Every morning, the canteen only cooks one thing-porridge. The cauldron in the canteen is about one and a half meters in diameter and seventy or eighty centimeters deep. It burns coal.

Of course, at this time, due to the complete water conservancy facilities, hybrid rice was planted in Yuan Longping, and the problem of feeding people in most parts of China has been basically solved. The porridge cooked by the canteen master is not the kind I used to cook. At least, he doesn't have to consider whether there is rice. It's also white rice porridge, but the porridge in the canteen is thick and clear, full of pots, enough for more than 50 people to eat.

When the pot is cooked, it is thick around, thin in the middle and almost rice soup in the middle. The first one can be thin or thick, depending on how the master's spoon is operated. However, the more you fill it, the thicker it is, and the things in the bottom of the pot are like glutinous rice cakes. Strangely, no matter how thick the pot bottom is, there will be no hard shell.

Mr. W, the deputy director, and I go to the canteen early every day just to choose porridge and thick porridge. I like to eat neither thin nor thick. It's the best. Mr. W likes to eat something slightly thinner, so he can gulp it down. The master of the canteen also made some side dishes by himself, such as salted leek, salted cabbage, salted radish and so on. There is some tender sauce in the side dish, which is delicious, but too tender.

There were not many people when we went. There is only one square table in the canteen, and few people are sitting there. There are seats available.

I'm unlucky. I eat and do things the same. I'm not worried. Take your time. Porridge that hasn't been cooked for a long time is very hot, and you won't be able to eat it for a while. I'll just stir it with chopsticks a few times, then blow it in circles, and then eat it when it's almost over. In this way, if you eat a bowl of porridge, the tip of your nose will sweat. Although the sweat on your body hasn't come out yet, it looks like thousands of pine needles are stinging and your whole body itches. It's weird. After a while, I felt the whole body and mind relaxed, which was more comfortable than taking a sauna. I have not forgotten this feeling for decades.

Mr. W is different from me. He is impatient, anxious to talk, anxious to do things, and even anxious to eat. The porridge is too hot to eat. However, Mr. W can't wait, even if it gets hotter. I saw him drinking with his mouth open. It's too hot. I want to swallow it in one gulp, but I can't. Porridge swirled in my mouth, I couldn't swallow it, I couldn't spit it out, and my nose was panting. This is disturbing and worrying. However, he ate like this, which attracted many people to see him and felt incredible.

We didn't know each other very well before, except that he was the secretary of the district party Committee. One year, the county party Committee considered making him a deputy county magistrate and talked with him.

In those days, things decided by organizations generally did not change. However, this Mr. W is too impatient or politically immature. Knowing the organizational meaning is natural, but you can't hold your breath. See people and say, "I'm leaving, I'm going to be a county magistrate!" " "

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has intention. These words immediately spread to the county, and even spread throughout the county. You know, the decision of the county party Committee is important, but it has to go through the election of the National People's Congress! He is not the only official who wants to be a deputy county magistrate. There are many people who want to be. Many people are looking for ways everywhere, but they are all "louder, no!" " Quietly "He wants to cause a sensation, widely publicized. Needless to say, not only the deputy county magistrate was not elected, but even the section chief of the department, commission, office and bureau was not elected, and he became the deputy director of our bureau. This is stupid or loss!

Mr. W, he is still a good eater. He ate a bowl, another bowl, and three bowls in a row, each with a side dish with tender sauce. The calories of these three bowls of porridge are really big enough, so that he is sweating all over, his nose and tears are running, and his coat is off. He eats well, eats hard, eats far and eats enthusiastically. Perhaps it is his consistent personality that continues to make public. Perhaps, he gave himself a chance to vent his long-held depression.

Anyway, I still remember that imposing manner and demeanor. How is he? Maybe I'll never forget it.

Five or six years ago, I stopped working and lived at home. My breakfast was porridge.

Now eating porridge is no longer to fill the stomach, not afraid that porridge is too thin, not afraid that porridge is mixed with sweet potatoes and dried sweet potatoes. Whether the porridge is cooked with cow dung or coal, let alone a pot of white rice porridge that can eat more than 50 people.

The new era is rich in materials and people attach importance to it. No matter what you eat, you should consider your health. Eating porridge is also because of health needs. Porridge is not the porridge of the past. Choose high-quality rice, rice is not the main raw material of porridge, saying that rice has high sugar content and should be eaten less. As a result, porridge became a hodgepodge. In addition to rice, add: millet, corn, coix seed, coix seed, all kinds of beans and so on. Also put some low-sugar, low-fat, nutritious and medicinal things, such as dates, medlar, lotus seeds, tremella and so on. The tools for cooking porridge are no longer large iron pots, steel pots and the like. New rice cookers and pressure cookers are all intelligent. Raw materials and water are put away, and no one needs to look at them, let alone wait on them. At that time, you can boil them and eat them. Also, there are two buttons on these pots now, one is porridge and the other is porridge. In other words, this porridge and porridge are not the same concept.

My wife and I live alone, with a simple life and a light diet. However, no matter what and how you eat, eating porridge in the morning has become a habit.

20 18 12-03 was written on Hefei Emerald Lake.