The back street of the school is a place where people can't forget to return, and snacks are like clouds. It is not so much a market as a battlefield. Every store manager uses his own unique skills to compete for his classmates' stomachs with his proud craftsmanship. Delicious chicken legs, tender shredded pork outside; Pancake fruit, crisp and delicious, spicy and delicious; Small Guandong cooking, various Q bombs and delicious soup ... I often visit here to win some novel flavors and drive away the fatigue of study with delicious food.
In my impression, there is an old lady selling miscellaneous grains in the best position in front of these shops. She mainly sells some poached eggs, zongzi and fruit. But this kind of ordinary food is not very popular with students. Every day after school, few people take care of her affairs. When everyone is shopping in the shop next door, she can only lean on the cart, squint her eyes and raise her head from time to time. She always smiles when there are guests. The old lady's hair is very small and shiny, but she still stubbornly tied up a handful of hair with a big red rubber band, which is very "confused". Her face is covered with wrinkles, and a pair of brown eyes are deep in the eye sockets, but you can still see the residual vitality. She always wears a flowered apron, which is full of oil stains and has a loud voice. Whenever someone passes by, she will say with anticipation, "Would you like something to eat …" I don't have a particularly good impression of her.
I remember one time, no one at home invited me out to dinner. After school was very early, I left the school early, only to see the old lady set up a stall early. When I passed by, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance, which was the sweetness of spring water mixed with the sweetness of corn. I swallowed water and decided to give it a try. When she saw me coming, she shouted, "Young man, would you like something to eat?" I nodded, going to buy a corn. She skillfully took out a bag and clipped it out with chopsticks. She smiled like a child and said, "Eat while it's hot!" "I took it, but when I was about to pay, I suddenly found out that my money was lost! I handed the corn again and said shyly, "Sorry, I have no money. I don't want this corn. " Caught off guard, the old lady hesitated for a moment and said, "Well ... this corn is for you, but you should come to see me more often in the future." "I'm embarrassed to eat. I took a bite, and the sweetness spewed out like a fountain, dancing and jumping in my mouth like a naughty elf, which not only filled my stomach, but also eliminated the fatigue of studying for a day. After eating, the fragrance still lingers in my mouth. Later, I learned that this foreign old lady was taken by her son to support the elderly. I have advised her many times not to be so tired and have a good rest at home, but she always says, "It's boring not to do something when you are old. Besides, I don't want to hold my son back! ……"
The old lady's words are like corn, sweet, echoing in her mouth and nourishing in her heart.