Grandma's Rice Noodle Head, a bowls of old flavor you can't forget
I do not know whether the law actually says so, but it seems that among the elderly in the countryside, almost everyone sports a head of QQ hair, which has become Grandma's trademark. If one day a grandma with shoulder-length hair were to appear, she would probably make the cover of Vogue fashion magazine as a trendy grandma.
Every time I see her show up with that old-fashioned new hairstyle, I cannot help but reach out my wandering hands and tease that QQ rice-noodle hair, attacking from front, back, left, right and above, in every different direction, catching the old lady off guard before she can react, my hands picking up the familiar smell of the white powder from the rural hair salon, and then I tease her, saying, 'Hou, how come you are so pretty - where are you going to play tomorrow?' (Hou, how come you are so pretty, where are you going to play tomorrow?)
When I have provoked her to the brink of exploding and she is about to go grab a stick, I flee at the speed of light and tell her, 'Do not be angry, this is the last time.'
Then the next morning, as if yesterday's sexual harassment incident had never happened at all, and to keep her from losing her memory and regressing, my wandering hands once again start stir-frying rice noodles on top of her head.
Perhaps to outsiders I look like an oblivious grandson teasing his grandma, but I know this is a unique interaction that belongs only to the two of us. When she gets to heaven, she can proudly show off to the other elderly folks: 'My grandson stir-fried rice noodles on top of my head - have yours?'
I love my grandma so much, oh oh oh oh, please live a long life. The longer you live, the more old-age pension you collect, and the longer I can keep stir-frying rice noodles.
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