Jujube scented tea prose

Jujube scented tea is a very common native product in my hometown. It is made of tender jujube leaves that just germinated in March. The tea tastes slightly sweet, slightly bitter and light fragrant, and its color is light yellow and green. Although people in my hometown don't have the habit of drinking tea, everyone will prepare some for friends and relatives from other places to drink.

Father likes this kind of tea very much. This may be the reason why one side keeps the other side alive. My father is a dentist, and some friends often feed him some good tea or even some valuable tea, but my father just puts it away, or gives it to friends or takes it out for tasting when friends come. And I still drink more bitter jujube scented tea with this hometown taste.

My father in his sixties suffered from diabetes and other diseases due to years of hard work. However, my father did not stop his work because of this. My father was the only dental technician in the county at that time. Because of the trust of patients, my father had to hold the sick body to repair and treat patients. Whether it's the March 9th cold or the scorching sun, the agency still goes to work in the humble workplace in the city as usual. July and August is the hottest season in the Central Hebei Plain. After working in the city for most of the day, my father simply ate some rice in the city at noon and returned to his home for more than ten miles in the heat. At this time, my mother always cleaned the shade in the courtyard and put it on the old dining table. My father brought a cattail leaf fan and a low stool, only wearing a vest, shaking his hand gently and sitting at the table to rest. In spite of this, sweat kept running down his father's face and neck. Mother then put the old-fashioned magnetic pot on the table, took out a small pinch of pale green jujube tea from a green paper tea barrel, washed it down with boiling water, covered the pot and made it. Mother brought two more magnetic bowls for eating, washed them clean and waited for the tea to soak. About a quarter of an hour later, my father lifted the magnetic pot and poured light yellow tea into the bowls. Then, the yard was filled with the fragrance of this jujube tea.

My father never smokes or drinks alcohol all his life, and he has no other hobbies. Drinking a little tea is the only luxury. But he followed the doctor's advice and drank as little as possible. My father has been busy all his life. As far as I can see, only when my father drinks tea can he show his unique leisure and ease.

My father gently picked up the tea bowl with one hand, and his eyes were so focused. He gently blew the leaves floating on the tea, then took a sip gently, and the faint heat swept around his face. At this time, his father's face was moist. I don't know whether it was the sweat or the tea. After a while, he gently took a sip. At this time, I found that my father's wrinkled face was rare and relaxed and happy. A bowl of fragrant tea made my father forget his tiredness and the troubles at that time. Sweat also dripped from my father's back and face. My father closed his eyes and gently shook the cattail leaf fan to enjoy the leisure time and the happiness after this work. Perhaps my father was slowly chewing the bitterness and sweetness of life.

many years later, I can really remember my father's relaxed appearance.

My father seldom travels far in his later years, but the only time I saw him travel far with his favorite jujube tea. It was in the mid-197s, my second brother and I were working in a third-line unit in Chengde Mountain, and my father was still running his business at home. At that time, the slogan of cutting the tail of capitalism and approving bourgeois legal rights was loud and loud. Although my father had legal medical procedures, he was not at ease. Either study today or be examined tomorrow, or make a big criticism, or stop business and go back to work. Those powerful people, like mental patients, make up their minds to make the people restless and restless.

On a night of heavy rain, the car driver who went to pick up the bus at Yushugou on Chengye Line suddenly brought my father to our office. Because of the heavy rain, my father who didn't bring rain gear was soaked to the skin, so we quickly took him into the house and put on clean farm clothes. My father's sudden arrival made us a little nervous, because if there was nothing urgent, my father would not have come all the way to Saibei regardless of his sixties. My father sat down for a moment and told my second brother and me that he had come to get the business license, and the county would make a surprise inspection the day after tomorrow. If it didn't, it would be criticized and closed. After listening to it, I remembered that I went back to my hometown two months ago. In order to buy some dental materials in Baoding, I carried and used my father's business license, and then I was going to mail it back to my father. I didn't know that I forgot about it as soon as I got back to the third-line unit. His negligence made my father come here day and night. My father said that I had to come because I couldn't write urgently because of time. After listening to this, I was very ashamed and quickly took out my business license from my bedroom and gave it to my father. At this time, my father became more relaxed. I helped my father to bed and hurried to call boiling water to make tea for him. But my father said no, I took it with me. Then I took out a magnetic cylinder from the black handbag I was carrying, and then I took out a packet of tea in a small plastic bag. My father gently took out a few pieces by hand. Under the light, I saw that it was jujube tea that my father loved to drink, so I quickly made it for my father. After soaking, my father only drank two cups and then lay on the bed and snored gently. I quickly covered my father with a blanket and looked at my tired father. I think my father has worked hard for this family.

as soon as I wake up, it's dawn, and my father gets out of bed and is ready to go to the railway station. I know that my father didn't eat last night, and he only had one meal yesterday. My second brother and I advised my father to stay for two more days. My father said no, and he would check it tomorrow, or they would find fault again. We know it's useless to persuade my father's temper. Because it's not time for dinner and we have nothing to eat under our hands, my father sees that we are in a bit of a dilemma and says that drinking more jujube tea will quench our hunger and thirst. We knew that my father was comforting us, so we hurried more than two thousand miles, and my father only drank a few cups of tea. We sent my father to Yushugou Station, more than ten miles away. At the station, my father ate something hastily and hurried on the south train. I shed tears when my father stepped on the train door and looked at his tired, old and worried figure.

jujube scented tea is slightly bitter and sweet, and it is a very popular drink. It is not just a leisurely taste, but a pleasure after tasting!

Influenced by my father, I also like to drink the jujube tea in my hometown. Although I have lived in Saibei for many years, I always bring back some when I go home, and I always like to have a few drinks in my spare time. Whenever I think of my father at this time, I think of my father's voice and smile, and I think of my father's hard work and difficulty.