Sticky bean bag

La qi La Ba, the chin was frozen off. As an old saying goes for hundreds of years, the story of bean bag has been interpreted for hundreds of years. In this season, in order to stick the chin more tightly, the villagers all eat sticky bean bags at this time. Let alone, in cold days, they make a pot of sticky bean bags, which begin to spread with the hot air, my heart is really hot. I couldn’t help thinking about the sweet taste of sticky bean bags. I went to the farmer’s market alone and took bus four stops, saving time and effort. Besides, the ticket was only 40 cents, which was amazing. The capital was the capital, so I couldn’t accept it! The festival atmosphere in the market is very strong, crowded with peddlers one after another. I have been enjoying this kind of sound all the time. With the feeling of walking in my hometown, I am very friendly and familiar with it. At the corner, I saw a stall selling sticky bean bags. There was a small colorful windmill on the stall, which was circling in the soft sunshine. Today’s businessmen all know how to make life bright and colorful. The seller came up with a smile. She was a tall sister-in-law with a big face and full of enthusiasm. At first glance, she was from the northeast. While chatting, holding the bean bag in hand and weighing it, it was very heavy! You also know the approximate weight without weighing. My sister-in-law helped me put the bean bag into the bag. In fact, it was to put the taste of life into my heart again. Seeing the smile on her face, she was so happy and rosy. My heart was also inexplicably happy. I have an unrelentable attachment to the bean bag. I can not only eat but also cook it: first grind the soaked yellow rice into flour paste, put it on the hot Kang for fermentation, then boil the kidney beans and put it into fine sand sugar to mash it into bean paste, then use the kneaded rice noodles to wrap the bean stuffing into it, and then put it into a pot to steam. Just after two bags of cigarettes, the shiny sticky bean bag of orange and orange came out of the pot, dipped in cold water, gently peeled off the bean bag, put it on the straw curtain, and put it outside to freeze, then put it into the stock and store it. If you want to eat it at any time, you can take it back from the outside at any time and put it in the pot to eat. Therefore, in the past years, sticky bean bag almost became a delicacy to spend the cold winter. It symbolizes the harvest year and reunion, indicating that good things will happen again and again in the coming year, and the whole grains will be abundant. The new year is getting closer and closer, but I don’t know what is particular about the Spring Festival in Beijing, so I have a little strange feeling, more or less a little uneasy, but when I think about it carefully, the Northeasterners are stubborn, regardless of how they are doing, walking all over the world, there are marks of black land in the bones. No matter what it pays attention to, happiness is good! Sticky bean bag is delicious, northeast people can’t leave this bite, but outsiders may not get used to it. Just like Northeasterners, some people say good, and some say bad. In fact, it’s all because people observe different results from different angles, that’s all. Don’t take bean bags as dry food. This is a common saying in hometown. It originally means that bean bags have the same status as other staple foods. Without them, the characteristics of Northeast People’s daily diet will not be formed. Now, this sentence is interpreted as emphasizing the importance of something, which is also appropriate and vivid. The vast black land in the Northeast nurtures the plain Northeasterners. Although the years have been updated, even if Northeasterners can’t make sticky bean bags, they still need to buy some to taste, which is a kind of unforgettable feeling. A family in a snowy day, sitting on the warm Kang to eat a bean bag, is a kind of enjoyment, and this enjoyment is created by special conditions, not everyone can share. By the way, it’s time for me to go home Like (prose editor: Rain dancing alone) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. 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