The Story of a Pear

The Story of a Pear

Where does it start?

Recently, I met a girl of Flora's age. I don't know if it's because my words are too interesting or what's going on. She loves to laugh, and laughter is also very magical. I want to secretly record her voice when she's not paying attention, and listen when I'm feeling down and unhappy. Once I hear it, I'll be cured.

Later on, I met her family, a simple elder brother from Qianxian County and his mother. Walking on a small path in the field, the elder brother took me to take a walk around his orchard. On the road, there were constant greetings from fellow villagers, as well as an Ah Huang. Big brother said he has a new pear tree that only started bearing fruit last year, as well as an old pear tree. He said that the new trees grow large fruits, each weighing over a pound or even nearly two pounds. I mean, I understand that. When my family opened a chicken farm, the little hens laid double yellow eggs. He said that neither too large nor too small items can be sent to others for express delivery, because the packaging is not suitable, cannot fit properly, or is empty, neither looks good. I said, I understand, I have experience.

Then we turned to his old pear orchard not far away. I have never seen so many pears in my life. The big brother smiled and said that I haven't been here before, of course I haven't. They all grow pears here. I asked how long it has been planted, and he said it has been a hundred and ten years. I was startled. He said they had planted pears here a long time ago, but the previously bad varieties were also eliminated, and now they are all varieties from Dangshan. I said, I understand. Dangshan pears are very famous.

His old pear orchard has been forty years old. He started planting fruit trees after returning from the army. I asked him when he retired, and he said in 1983. I asked him where he worked as a soldier again, and he said Shijiazhuang. I'm so happy. I said, 'We're half of the same town, I'm from Hebei.'.

When I got home, my older brother gave me a knife and asked me to slice pears myself. I sat on the bench peeling while chatting with my older brother about daily life. The pear had a lot of moisture, which flowed into my hand and then fell onto the cement floor. The eldest brother said that her daughter has a very outgoing personality and is the eldest in the family. She also has two sons working in Xi'an. The eldest son only got married this year and was already thirty-seven or eight when he got married. I said, yes, nowadays people get married late, and there are still many people who don't talk about partners and don't get married.

Pears are very sweet. I said I should measure the sugar content. Big brother said, well, you test. 12.6 degrees. Well, indeed. The elder brother said that he has less than three acres of land and receives around 20000 catties per year. He also sends some express deliveries and there are merchants who come specifically to collect them. Pears cannot grow on trees for too long, as they will "foam". I said, did it just collapse when pressed on? He was right, that's because it took too long. Jujubes in July, pears in August, and persimmons in September have red skins (of course, this refers to the lunar calendar), all of which have seasons.

The sense of ceremony is the most direct way for people to express their inner emotions, and it is ubiquitous. In the French fairy tale 'The Little Prince', it is said that the sense of ceremony is to make a day different from other days, and to make a moment different from other times.

We need something with a sense of ceremony to remind us that in addition to the present, life also includes poetry and distance.

But the sense of ritual is not necessarily a specific, material level behavior, nor a specific day or moment, but rather a person's attitude towards life. Daily hard work, study, or fitness are all ways to make oneself and one's life better and unique.

So when pursuing a sense of ceremony, do not be limited to a certain way, nor do you need to be limited to a certain day or moment. More importantly, by pursuing a sense of ceremony, you can make yourself and the people around you better.

Big brother said that there is a young man near them who can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars a year, chatting with others and selling these things every day. I said, they are internet celebrities, I am not specialized in this, I have a serious job. But I like to post on social media, and I introduce good things to others. I don't make your money, and I don't know if it will open up sales. So, I'll tell them how much you pay to send the package, and see who needs it and send it to them. Big brother said, that can't make you busy in vain. I smiled and said, 'When your house is at the temple fair, I'll come and watch it.'.

The homesteads on this side of Shaanxi seem to be very large. This courtyard is 11 meters wide and 40 meters long, with a front and back courtyard and a bathroom. The bathroom is very clean. There are still two grape trees, with only leaves and no grapes, which should have been harvested. In the courtyard where we stayed, we planted gourds against the wall, and there were many gourds that couldn't be counted.

It's still over an hour's journey back, and I got up and prepared to depart. Big brother packed me a box of pears for me to take away, so I'm not polite. At the door, the eldest brother's mother came trembling towards me with a cane. I closed the car door and warmly walked over to greet the elderly person. I didn't know what to call for a moment, so I called 'Grandma' several times when I left. The old man walked slowly, her body straight. Her hair was gray, she wore dentures, and her eyes were a bit cloudy. I couldn't hear her dialect clearly, but the main idea was that her eyes were broken and she couldn't see people clearly. I held the old man's hand, her hand was thin but warm. Big brother seems to be afraid that the old man will hold me up for too long, but I warmly spoke to her several times. As I got into the car, I said to her again, 'Grandma, I hope to have the opportunity to see you again.'.

I am now calm, but after driving away, tears couldn't stop flowing down. I haven't called her "grandma" for a long time, and I can never call her again. Perhaps the biggest helplessness in life is that you don't have the opportunity to call another person's name or address again.

Before leaving, I also checked the history of Zhujuan Town online: according to legend, Emperor Qin Shi Huang visited here and drank sweet spring water from Xigou. People referred to the spring water that Emperor Qin Shi Huang had drunk as "main water", so they took the meaning of "main water sweet spring" and called it "Zhujuan" as the place name. I even thought about a lot of advertising slogans, but on the way back, I saw along the way that "Hogwash River Crispy Pear" was already very famous.

In the eighth month before the court, the pear and jujube ripen, and one day they can climb the tree a thousand times. Now it is suddenly fifty, and only a few rows are standing. Time passes quickly, but memories of youth have been constantly churning.

The author personally tested the sweet, tender, and juicy pears here, with excellent quality. If you want to purchase support, EMS package for 10 pounds and 50 yuan is available for after-sales service. After placing the order, Brother Huang from Dongnan Village, Zhuangzhen will carefully ship it to you.