Luoyang soup in my mind

Luoyang soup in my mind

My hometown is Yazhuang Village, Hua Shan Township, Yanshi County, which is 0/0 km away from the county seat/kloc-,and I live in Mangshanling, which is known as "ten years and nine droughts".

From the county seat to our village, we need to climb more than two kilometers of Beiyaopo. On the top of the slope, there is a huge ancient Gleditsia sinensis tree with swaying shadows. It is said that that tree was the place where passers-by stopped in the past summer. Although the conditions in our village are a little worse, the teaching quality is really good, and so many excellent teachers are still in the hearts of our classmates. At that time, I was admitted to Yanshi High School with my classmates, Wang, Gao, Jia and Qin. I was only fifteen years old.

There is such a true story that I will never forget. It was a hot summer noon, and I went home from Gao Yan to get something. On that day, the loess on the north kiln slope was browned by the scorching sun, and there was no pedestrian on the road, which was particularly empty and silent. When I climbed the slope of the North Kiln, I was panting and thirsty. I had a rest under that old saponin tree. The shade is cool, but it can't quench your thirst. I feel a little sick. I heard that Grandpa didn't suffer from heatstroke on the way to Dayugou Coal Mine in Gongxian County. I'm a little scared. I can't die of thirst on the road!

? So, I turned into Guanyao Village, close to the top of the north kiln slope. There is a brick and tile factory next to Guanyao Village. I went straight to several holes in the brick factory and shouted, "Hello?"

? A 60-year-old grandfather came out after hearing the news, and I hurriedly explained to him the purpose of my coming. Grandpa looked at me and said, "Come here, son. I still have noodle soup left at noon in my pot. I'll give you a bowl of soup. " Grandpa gave me a big bowl of noodle soup. I took the bowl and drank it in one breath. What a thirst quencher!

? Later, every time I passed the kiln on my way home, I would think of this uncle and go to the brick factory to find him, but the brick factory was abandoned, leaving only the ruins. Later, when I went to the relatives' home in the imperial kiln, I specifically asked this uncle, because it took too long to find out. Judging from his age, this uncle is very old and may have passed away, but the bowl of noodle soup he gave me has always been engraved in my heart and I will never forget it.

? I am thinking that Luoyang, the ancient capital of the 13th Dynasty, is also a soup city, and many kinds of soups are famous. This bowl of noodle soup in memory fully embodies the simplicity of Luoyang people and is a true portrayal of the kindness of countless Luoyang people. Perhaps, it is this spiritual character of Luoyang people that gave birth to a long-standing Heluo culture and made Luoyang Tang's reputation spread far and wide.