Memento picking up of five

There was a madman in the neighboring village two miles away next door who often wandered around several nearby villages. The madman has a strong figure, a full face of beard, a thin face, a little yellowish, but his eyes are very vivid. Sometimes you can have a glance at you without any purpose, which makes you feel a faint fire. His clothes and trousers were rags, and he walked proudly on the street of the village. Without any warning, he suddenly shouted: oil cake is not fine grain….. What is oil cake? In the northern countryside, some places in Inner Mongolia and Shaanxi of Shanxi province, a crop millet is planted, which is one of the five cereals. The fruit produced by Millet is called Yellow Rice after peeling, the size is similar to that of millet, and the color is yellowish and sticky than that of millet. Northerners grind it into flour. After steaming with water, it will be made into a cake and fried in boiling oil, which is called oil cake. In the past. Because oil is precious, eating a fried cake is more difficult than eating a steamed bun with white flour. Only have a meal on important festivals such as weddings and funerals or New Year festivals. What is refined grains? Friends who had experienced the supply system and printed food stamps or even soap stamps deeply in their minds would naturally understand the meaning of the so-called coarse grains and refined grains. In the past era when everything was planned, the urban residents went to the grain depot to get grain by ticket quota every month, corn, sorghum, millet and so on were called coarse grains, and white flour rice was designated as fine grains. Although oil cakes are expensive as delicious food in rural areas, yellow rice is somehow classified as coarse grains, so the oil cakes made of natural yellow rice can be regarded as coarse grains. This is the reason why oil cakes are not refined grains. As for why crazy people always shout this sentence loudly, nobody knows except him. Sometimes when walking in the alley, there was no reason to give a sentence. After shouting, the ending sound of the grain character was still echoing in the alley, and there was a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he was laughing at something faintly. The corner of his eyes seemed to sweep over you, and then turned to the high place far away, ignoring others’ eyes, he swaggered and disappeared at the corner of the street. On the street, he sometimes stopped at the place where people were sitting and chatting, but he looked to the sky through a distance of more than ten steps without looking at others. He looked a little lonely and lonely, it seemed to be listening to other people’s words, and it seemed to be meditating alone again, with words in his mouth. When all the people were talking happily and proudly, he suddenly made a high-pitched sound of oil cake which was not a fine grain, and his voice spread over the village. The lingering sound was not over, and the mysterious and contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again. He waved his sleeves and stepped away in the astonished eyes of all. I remember at that time, when he passed by, although our children loved to be lively, they didn’t dare to approach him when they saw him. They only looked at him from a distance and felt inexplicable panic in their hearts. It was said that he used to be a blacksmith. He did a good job, was tall and tall, and lived a good life. During the Cultural Revolution, he didn’t know who he offended. He was criticized and humiliated by the young revolutionary general. His wife divorced him and left with his children. He couldn’t stand the stimulation, so he went crazy. I don’t remember, I don’t know when the cry of oil cake is not refined grains can no longer be heard. Presumably, he is no longer alive. The name of the madman can still be remembered clearly now. His name is Zhang Ji. Later, after the land contract, the rural people could slowly eat. Eating a meal of oil cake is no longer a new thing. Some old people didn’t like the way that young people didn’t cherish food, so they chatted aside, but no one answered, so they had to sigh by themselves against the wall with a stick: these days, the oil cake is really not a fine grain! Several years later, Brother Sharp’s eyes seemed to sweep the whole China. The first time I saw Brother Sharp on the Internet, the moment his ruthless eyes penetrated my soul, another pair of long-lost eyes with a little contempt and ridicule appeared in front of me again, how similar their eyes are! It makes me suddenly feel the reincarnation of the world. 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