Eleven years ago, I returned to this small town from Tianjin with my parents. In the distance came the cry of "Sugar Man-Crispy Sugar Man". When I was a child, I took my father's hand and ran to the stall. I took the sugar man handed over by my uncle, sat next to it, "chewed" it, and listened to the chat between my father and uncle. Soon, sugar is sweet in my heart. Since then, I have become a frequent visitor to this sugar booth.
Later, I was a little older. Every time I pass a stall after school, I will definitely buy a candy man to satisfy my hunger. I jumped up and down with my schoolbag on my back to the booth of the sugar blower, handed in the crumpled paper money in my hand and said, "Uncle, I want the sugar blower." The uncle who sells sugar looked at me cheerfully. "Hey, there you are. Now you are a pupil, promise, your sugar man. "
I kept nodding while chewing the sugar man in my hand with my small mouth without front teeth. Sometimes I will sit by and watch my uncle be a sugar man for a long time. Uncle's movements were so exquisite that I was dazzled. He took a small piece of sugar and stuck it on a small stick. He rubbed all kinds of sugar in his hand and then stuck it on the sugar he had made before. Soon, a lifelike animal or some other gadgets were formed in his hand.
I noticed that after eating a sugar man, uncle didn't rush to put it on the shelf, but took a small piece of sugar and stuck it on the place where the sugar man and the wooden stick combined, with special care. I asked my uncle what it was for. Uncle said: "This is the heart of a sugar man. We all have a heart, of course, sugar people also have a heart. Such sugar people will stick more firmly and will not fall. " I bowed my head and listened to my thoughts. It turns out that this is the heart of a sugar man ...
Another day after school, I passed by the alley again. My uncle sat in time with a sad face and met me. He said to me sadly, "I can't sell sugar people anymore, the stall is closed." This old alley will be demolished and rebuilt, and a tall building will be built ... "Later, my uncle gave me his last set of tools for making sugar people.
When my uncle left, he rode an old tricycle, a little far away and a little into the sunset. He also hummed the song "Green is too blue, a dove flies by and rings two bells ..." The song was less relaxed and more sad, and his back was lingering loneliness.
When I grow up, I finally understand that loneliness. Uncle said that the sugar man's heart fixed the sugar on the stick. In fact, uncle, like many people, has a heart that binds everyone tightly in the alley.
Nowadays, high-rise buildings are rising from the ground. Although they are in the same alley, they don't taste like before, and they don't shout all day. Uncle, you will come back, right? Everyone in the neighborhood is here, and then you can eat your sugar man.
That sugar man has a heart. Sugar man's heart affects my feelings. (Dong Yuanxin)