In the silver moonlight

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-01-24

【**Yangzhou Net Yangzhou Culture】

Chen Changxin. Before I was in my second year of junior high school, that is, before September 1975, our family had only three rooms in the middle alley of Huayangzhuang. Later, the two rooms that were expanded to the east were mainly for my brother's marriage. At that time, my brother was a soldier in Nanjing, and his home was in the west of Huayangzhuang.

My house is in the middle alley, usually there are three people in the family, my father, mother and me, plus my father is the accountant of the Huadong Brigade, and my mother is taciturn by nature and only knows how to do work, so the meeting of the Huadong Brigade and the film meeting of Huayang Pian are basically held in my house. When I grew up, someone once praised me for being smart and assertive, and I joked with him, "Can you learn to listen to meetings every day?"”

When I was a child, every house in the countryside had a radio, and whenever I heard the radio play "The sea sails by the helmsman", the children began to get confused. Even if I wanted to play a little longer, listening to what the leaders were saying in the hall, my mother would urge me: "The spirit is great!".It's half past eight, and you can't go to bed on the bunk?I have to go to school tomorrow. ”

I really don't dare to be smart since I was a child, but it is true to say that I have been skinny since I was a child. Otherwise, I wouldn't have scratched, cut, or blown up so many scars on my hands, feet, and eyes. Whenever I overdid it, knew that I was in trouble, and knew that I was going to be beaten at night, I muttered in my heart: Amitabha, I can have a meeting in the brigade tonight!Although, how can I decide whether the adults have a meeting or not?But at that time, Huadong's brigade meeting was indeed held twice in three days, and Chen Erlang escaped many "catastrophes" because of this.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival in 1975, the Huadong Brigade held another meeting in the evening, and it was not over until half past eight in the evening. Hearing that the radio had already put "the sea sails by the helmsman", and then looked at the cadres, you and he were talking about each other, and sometimes they were arguing, my mother called me to the kitchen and said: "Erxiao, I don't know when the meeting of the brigade will be held today, you wash your feet early, and after washing your feet, go to Yinfen's house to sleep." "Yinfan is two years older than me, and his house is at the back of my house, and we have been playing together since we were children.

After washing my feet in the kitchen, I went to sleep at Yinfen's house. Although it was past half past eight o'clock in the evening, I still couldn't sleep for a long time. Because it was the middle of August, the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival was big and round, and the silver moonlight shone mottled through the window lattice in front of the bed and sprinkled on the ground. Although the countryside was generally poor and commodities were in short supply, and each family could only get one or two mooncakes during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I hadn't even eaten a dime of mooncakes at that time!

On the east mountain of the moon, from the initial big and round, to the slow sky high and the moon small, the young Chen Erlang gradually broke off the idea of eating moon cakes, and when he was drowsy, his mother came over with moon cakes wrapped in newspaper. My mother, who was still wearing a black apron around her waist, said to me, "Erxiao, I'll come to see if you're sleeping." Today's festival is over, eat this moon cake and sleep well. After saying that, my mother went back, and there was still a long bucket of potato vines at home that had not been cut.

Taking the moon cake from my mother's hand, I carefully opened the newspaper wrapped outside, and against the backdrop of the moonlight like water outside the window, I saw not only a corner of the moon cake, but a round whole piece of moon cake, and my heart was full of joy, but also a trace of sourness.

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