In those years, those who smoked

Qingcheng cigarette is spicy and has no filter tip. Just cut it short, and you can smoke it in three or five bites. Sometimes I smoke too hard, my tongue is spicy, and my fingers are burned by cigarette butts. However, this short, flat and quick way is suitable for the dry toilets in Yicheng, which is rather suffocating and not life-threatening.

We children sometimes choose Qingcheng cigarettes, because they are cheap, 50 cents, the boxes are flat, and the goals in our pockets are not big.

Twenty years ago, in Yicheng, Qingcheng cigarettes were mainly circulated among the elderly. It carries the unique simple aesthetic feeling of all commodity packaging in that era, orange and square. You can still fold a triangle after smoking, but its paper is brittle. The triangle folded with its cigarette paper is broken in a few times.

Every time I mention Qingcheng Mountain Smoke, there will always be such a picture in my mind:

An old man sat cross-legged on a heatable adobe sleeping platform, in front of which was a unique kang table in Yicheng rural area. This kang table is painted scarlet or loose yellow. There is usually an oil lamp or a white wax on the table, not for lighting, but for smoking convenience. Most people smoke mutton sticks with lights or candlelight.

Sheep sticks are polished with leg bones, drilled at the bottom and filled with pipes, which are made of pistol bullet casings. At the top is a brass cigarette holder. Tobacco is usually packed in small leather bags made by ourselves. These toys are generally not produced in Yicheng, but from Shenmu, which is hundreds of miles away from Yicheng. There is a street called Nanguan in Shenmu County, which is the only one among the four gates of the old city. This door is a street with gold, silver, copper, iron, cotton, linen and silk, food, clothing, housing and transportation, vendors' pawn, five lines and eight works, three religions and nine streams, paper fire shop, noodle shop, haircut, shoumu shop, kitchen utensils, antiques and old houses. There are often several obituaries posted in front of the city gate cave, announcing the demise of one old Shenmu after another. On the telephone pole in front of the door, advertisements for renting houses are often posted. On Mi Zige paper practicing calligraphy, the word "rent" was written on the front of the altar with a big brush. It took more than ten or eight years to write, and the mobile phone number was posted next to it, showing a literary atmosphere of renting houses by old people.

Cut tobacco used in mutton kebabs is sold in Nanguan Street.

Cut tobacco is one side, cut into squares, with ten sides as a letter, and the wrapping paper is thick and tough oil paper. The tobacco inside is dark yellow and shimmering. After you buy it, crush it, spread it out, and spray water with your mouth several times, which tastes better. At that time, my grandfather did so, and so did my father.

At that time, I would secretly imitate my grandparents and smoke two mutton sticks when no one was in front. Rush, strength, this is the first feeling, but the taste is more mellow than Qingcheng cigarette.

Sheep sticks were probably brought by a large number of Shenmu people who immigrated to Yicheng. A few years ago, when the courtyard of Yicheng Iron Industry Society was not demolished, it was a small sacred tree, and the accents of the masters were the same. Later, the iron industry will be demolished, and these old and young masters will be scattered around, like a diverted river, leaving only a dry riverbed, which makes people feel melancholy.

The old man sitting cross-legged on the kang mentioned earlier is a person I am familiar with. He has a son who drives a tractor to pull sand, and the sand cliff is unstable because of the sand. Suddenly, the sand poured down and buried his son alive. If you plan hard and slowly, you will not be able to work. The old man vomited black blood and almost died. Qiang Qiang struggled to survive. He couldn't leave the ground every day. He sat cross-legged on the kang, smoking with a kerosene lamp instead of a sheep stick. The sheep stick was made by his son when he was alive. Just smoke Qingcheng cigarette, saying that it is strong, and I feel confident when I smoke it.

I brand and Yan brand are two kinds of cheap cigars, both of which were smoked by the old teachers in the courtyard of the Iron Industry Society. I-plate smells thick and smelly. If you put the I-beam mouth on a pair of feet wearing Jiefang brand yellow rubber shoes, it is the standard for hard work. Regardless of their age and face, their faces are blurred, and only the I-shaped plate at the corner of their mouth emits wisps of smoke, which has been lingering in the depths of time.

The wild goose brand is thinner than the I-shaped brand, and it smells a little sweet. Smoking too much is like eating too much saccharin, which is terrible from mouth to throat. When I was studying at my own expense in Hohhot, one of my classmates was a heavy smoker. Once addicted, if there are no cigarettes in front of him, he will rummage through the closet like crazy. If you can't find it, ask someone else for it, or pick up cigarette butts everywhere. Once I cleaned the dormitory and swept all the scattered cigarette butts under the bed. As a result, he became addicted to cigarettes, and he couldn't even find a cigarette butt, let alone a cigarette butt, or even a cigarette. Rush out and look for it, followed by me. Finally, a cigarette butt was found in the grass outside the dormitory. That's a Yan brand cigarette butt. I picked it up and lit it like a treasure. I took a few deep breaths and asked if I smoked.

This classmate comes from the countryside, and the conditions are not very good. My sister went out to work very early, in exchange for his going to a self-funded school. Just before graduation, there was a job fair, and this classmate went to attend it. He is a broadcasting major, and this job fair has a VIP of a radio station. I borrowed a shirt from my roommate temporarily. It is purple and black, almost like his face, and he is excited to wear it. When I came back at night, the doorman was drunk as soon as he entered the dormitory. He recited Li Bai's "Into the Wine" for more than twenty times, and then sang "Meeting is a Song" after reciting it. He sang again and again until he burst into tears. The next day I asked him why, only to know that he was asked to recite a passage at the job fair, saying that you are a good young man. You taught yourself, didn't you? Where do you work? Go back and do a good job.

Stimulated, the student vowed not to learn broadcasting and studied newspaper editing. Later, he was admitted to a provincial morning newspaper and a national news agency ten years later. Occasionally, he has given up drinking but still smokes. Zhonghua, give me a cigarette. Light, smoky, relatively silent, smoke is good, but it doesn't have the taste of that year.

Butterfly spring's cigarettes are good, too. At that time, it was three yuan a box, with plain packaging and mellow smoke. One of the oldest students in the dormitory likes smoking best. I was divorced once when I came to school to study at my own expense. I didn't go to class during class time and fell asleep with my head covered. I am reading a novel. When the boarding teacher came to check, as soon as he opened the curtain of his bed, he was fumed by his feet and stumbled out, afraid to open his mouth to talk. After waking up, I smoked a butterfly spring while lying down, then got up, shaved off my beard like mowing grass with my razor blade in the cold water pool outside the door, and came back to chat. Cang Tianshuo once came to Hohhot for a concert, and he went to see it. After reading it, Cang Tianshuo sat by the door and signed autographs for his fans. He walked over and looked at Cang Tianshuo coldly. Cang Tianshuo asked him if he wanted to sign, but he said no. Cang Tianshuo asked him why you were standing here, and he said yes. Choke Cang Tianshuo along while have nothing to say.

This mountain was told by this classmate. When he is sober, he will talk when he is drunk. He stopped talking about it and started making dinosaur eggs. I don't know where I picked up a round stone the size of a goose egg. He plasters it with cement every day, saying it's fake and can fetch a big price. After making dinosaur eggs, I had the idea of selling mutton kebabs in Xinhua Square. As a result, one night, the beer and mutton kebabs were eaten up by those people.

He stood in the dark background of Xinhua Square with a butterfly spring in his hand, squinting and smiling, as if his mutton kebabs had made a lot of money.

Ten years later, he came to Yicheng and we had dinner together. At that time, butterfly spring had stopped production and Lanzhou was popular. While eating, he began to talk about Cang Tianshuo's refusal to sign his autograph. At that time, Cang Tianshuo had gone in. He found another wife, gave birth to a child, and became a small photojournalist in an evening newspaper. He kept silent about the dinosaur eggs in Xinhua Square and the mutton kebabs completely eaten by a group of students. He just wandered endlessly, smoking one butterfly spring after another and hanging on his stubble-covered mouth.

We also have a high school classmate who is a girl. When studying in Hohhot, she claimed that she didn't smoke except Hilton. I don't know why. Probably think Hilton is cool, and few people smoke it. In their school, they are like big sisters. A group of us ate and drank together, from noon to afternoon, and then from afternoon to evening. We were all red-faced and looked at each other, which made us the cover of the Young and Dangerous series. In the meantime, I'll smoke Hilton with a black gold bag.

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I haven't seen this classmate much since I went to work. I heard that she quit Hilton, occasionally smoked two moles, and then gave up smoking completely.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years passed, and occasionally I met on the streets of Yicheng, but I nodded and smiled. Sometimes when you see it from a distance, you deliberately avoid each other, eliminating the embarrassment of seeing it but not saying it.

Some wines must be drunk when you are young.

Some cigarettes must be smoked when you are young.

Some people ... after many years, they don't have to see each other anymore.

I have always had a bad impression of Daqingshan. I even feel that it is not as good as Qingcheng Mountain. However, I heard that there is a famous writer named Odessa in Ordos who has been smoking Daqingshan for many years, saying that he is used to the taste.

At that time, the writer was a very tall existence in my mind. Later, I gradually got to know some writers. At close range, I lost my curiosity, and my admiration for the writer himself was far less than my admiration for the work. It's actually quite normal. People believe in the Dragon King because he will rain, and rain is his miracle. People think that a writer is magical, because he can fabricate string after string of words out of thin air and create miracle after miracle on paper, that's all.

Daqingshan, because of a writer, I have an impression of it, otherwise, I probably won't remember this bad-smelling local smoke at all.

I don't smoke much for five consecutive championships. When I was a teenager, I saw a box on my desk at home and secretly took one and hid it in the corner. After smoking, I feel dizzy and walk a little wobbly. This cigarette was named to commemorate the winning streak of China women's volleyball team in those years. As strong as the attack of women's volleyball.

Hardman is a soft, mellow and ancient city.

Marlboro rushes straight, like the first rush in the English-speaking world.

Osmanthus fragrans will get tired of smoking too much, like the fragrance of those osmanthus trees on the streets of Shanghai. If you smell too much, you will be tired.

Jade is good, clear and refreshing, but it has not been popular for a long time.

Baiyun has just come out, which is very good and feels the best. Then it died slowly, like a fatuous old king, and finally abdicated.

Sword Sect should be squatting in the dry toilet where there are not so many people in Yicheng in the early years, quiet and leisurely.

After talking about the smell of so many cigarettes, what I miss most is the mutton stick, which tastes mellow and solid. Although smoking is a bit troublesome, it is not as convenient as those cigarettes, but there is no smoke choking, like a kind elder, which makes future generations have a long aftertaste.