Chapter 164 Popcorn

The faint moonlight, the clear flowing water, the crooked moon, and the willows.

The night view of Moon Lake is always so quiet and beautiful, so unforgettable, beautiful or not, Zhang Feng feels that he will never get tired of watching it, and he feels that this is the destination of his life.

saw the pictures of fireflies sent by Zhang Feng to the group. Liu Yiyi soon called: "I don't care about the madman, I want you to accompany me to watch the fireflies......"

"Hehe, no problem, as long as you have time, I am willing to accompany you to watch it for a lifetime......" Hearing Liu Yiyi's voice, Zhang Feng felt extremely warm, as if a warm current flowed through his heart, maybe this is the feeling of love.

"Okay, I'll be back tomorrow, you wait for me.................."

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you!" Zhang Feng thought to himself, even if there were no fireflies tomorrow, I would sit quietly with you, enjoy the beautiful night, the bright starry sky, and watch it for a lifetime.

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"Yo, duckling, what are you eating?" The next morning, the duckling ran to Zhang Feng's yard to play, chasing dogs, fluttering saucers, and stuffing things in his mouth.

"What about my dad's fried popcorn!Do you want to eat it, madman?" The little guy was very generous when he arrived, and his little black hands grabbed a few popcorns and stretched them out to Zhang Feng.

"I don't eat it, when did your dad learn to fry popcorn?" Zhang Feng waved his hand, and then asked with a smile.

"Oh, it's not my dad who fried it, it's the old man at the entrance of the village who fried it. The little duck didn't express it clearly just now, but when he heard the little duck's words, Zhang Feng immediately understood, every ten days and a half at the entrance of the village, an old man from the next village came to fry popcorn, three yuan a pot, very cost-effective, and almost all the villagers fried there.

"Fried popcorn is here again today?"

"Yes, there are a lot of people stir-frying!" said the little one, chasing the butterfly.

Zhang Feng was also a little greedy, and hurriedly went into the house and loaded five or six catties of corn and walked towards the entrance of the village.

Walking to the door of the second uncle's house, Zhang Feng casually notified Zhang Yi, as soon as this guy heard that he was going to fry popcorn, he immediately turned off the TV, loaded three catties of corn and followed Zhang Feng to the entrance of the village.

When Zhang Feng and the two came to the entrance of the village, the large army of fried popcorn had already left, and only three or two people were still waiting, and it seemed that there was a certain benefit to coming late.

"Yo! Xiao Feng is here to fry popcorn!" Aunt Osmanthus greeted Zhang Feng with a smile.

"yes, I haven't eaten popcorn in a long time, so I'll fry some this time......"

"Xiaoyi is also here......"

"Aunt Osmanthus is so ......"

Everyone greeted each other and continued to wait, and after about a quarter of an hour, it was finally Zhang Feng's turn.

Fried popcorn is now almost extinct in the city, and can only be seen occasionally in more remote places, and fried popcorn is almost an unforgettable memory for the post-80s and post-90s.

When I was a child, there were no snacks in the village, except for the wild fruits on the mountain, everyone's favorite food was popcorn, which was sweet and delicious.

Therefore, as long as the popcorn is fried in the village, almost every household will fry three or five catties to satisfy the hunger of the children at home as snacks.

Think about being able to eat a handful of popcorn every day when you were a child, that is a kind of happiness, very easy to satisfy, as you grow older, people's hearts become more and more complex, and there are more and more desires, as if you will never know satisfaction.

Looking at the iron pot of fried popcorn, Zhang Feng felt very kind, just like when he was a child, just like a round winter melon, large in the middle and small at both ends, completely sealed when the lid is closed, and below is the coal fire with high flames, and the blower is still whistling the air, making the coal burn more vigorously.

The old man who fried popcorn has been doing it for twenty or thirty years, and his mastery of the heat has been perfected, and every pot of popcorn is fried just right, and there will be no softness or a trace of burnt. It's breathtaking, and every simple thing, when done to the extreme, is a beautiful art.

After waiting for about four or five minutes, Zhang Feng's first pot of popcorn was finally fried, and the moment the old man opened the lid, the high-temperature gas gushed out, and with a bang, the fragrant popcorn finally came out.

Zhang Feng and Zhang Yi hurriedly packed up the popcorn scattered in the cage, while the old man took a sip of tea and continued his work.

"Well, it's delicious, I haven't eaten this thing for a long time!" Zhang Feng threw one into his mouth and said with a rather aftertaste.

"Hehe, yes, I remember when I was a kid, when we fried popcorn, it was when we were the happiest. ”

Think about everyone when they were really hungry when they were young, as soon as they fried popcorn, the friends waited on the side, and when the popcorn came out, there would always be some flying out of the dustpan, and then the friends swarmed up, scrambling for the popcorn that fell on the ground, and the people who grabbed it ate with relish, and deliberately ate it particularly exaggeratedly, so that the friends on the side were envious.

It's really fun to think about when I was a child, as if it happened yesterday, the memory is still so clear, but it's a pity that it's been more than ten years in a blink of an eye, things are not people, and the former friends are either going out to work, or starting a family with a pound, and they are no longer as kind as when they were children.

Time is like the water of the Dabang River in front of us, rushing to the sea and never returning, the past has passed, and it will never come back, so we must know how to cherish everything in front of us, and do not let life leave unforgettable regrets.

The flowers bloom in two, one on each branch

On the other side, the duckling is bribing Little Stone with popcorn to make his scooter.

"Little rock, I'll give you two popcorn to eat, how about you let me ride your scooter once??"

"It's only two, five is about ......," Little Stone pouted, shaking his head dissatisfied.

"Okay, five is five, but I'm going to sit twice......"

"Okay!" thought to himself, and it would be a good deal to exchange five popcorns.

In this way, the two small points finally reached an agreement, the door of the small stone house is a long slope with a slope, about twenty or thirty meters, and there is a one or two meters high ridge at the turn of the slope, if you are not careful, you will rush down the slope, it is very dangerous.

When Zhang Feng and Zhang Yi fried the popcorn and just passed by, the little duck was already sitting on the scooter, and the small stone was pushing hard in the back.

"Woo woo............ "The duck sat on the scooter excitedly and rushed down.

The scooter is getting faster and faster, and when it looks like it's about to turn a corner, the duckling reacts from the excitement, but it's too late at this time, and the scooter leaps out of the high bump.

"Ah...... Ah...... "The little duck screamed with his eyes closed!

What is it!!

Zhang Feng was suddenly startled and saw a UFO attacking from the high barrier.

In the next moment, Zhang Feng saw that it seemed to be a duckling, and hurriedly caught the person, and the scooter with huge inertia hit Zhang Feng's chest hard, and Zhang Feng, who was in pain, snorted and almost suffocated.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yi was also stunned by this sudden change, and quickly reacted, "Why is this little thing again?"

"Wow wow...... Woo ah...... "The little guy was probably frightened, hugged Zhang Feng and cried loudly, as if Zhang Feng had beaten him, crying very sadly.

"Hehe, okay, okay, it's okay......" Zhang Feng suddenly smiled bitterly, this guy hit himself and hurt, but he cried so aggrieved.

"I'll go, this little guy wants to drive a flying car at such a young age, and when he grows up, he still has to go??" Zhang Yi saw the scooter on the ground and the little duck hanging on Zhang Feng's body, and immediately understood, shook his head and said.

"Cry again, cry again, I'll beat you up......," Zhang Yi raised his fist and threatened.

"Woo......" The little guy cried even more sadly.

Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing, this guy was probably frightened this time, and hugged himself tightly like an octopus.

"Okay, okay, it's safe, I won't fall!" Zhang Feng patted the duckling's back and comforted him with a smile.

"What's wrong?what's wrong??Little Rock, you two are fighting?" Hearing the cry, Little Stone's mother also ran out.

"Xiao Feng, ...... are they??" Seeing Zhang Feng, Xiao Shi's mother immediately asked Zhang Feng.

Then Zhang Feng told what happened just now, Xiaoshi's mother was horrified, you must know that the slope is a hard cement floor, if you fall from a height of more than two meters, it will be dangerous, fortunately this time I met Zhang Feng, but next time, the children will not have such good luck every time.

Zhang Feng then suggested planting a few rows of shrubs or arranging a row of railings here, so that the little ones would be much safer to play with the scooters.