我曾经写过一篇题为《偷谷子》的小说.讲的是20世纪60年代中后期,我们几个孩子到收割后的稻田里拾谷子,天都快黑了也没有拾到多少.最后用挎包到装满谷子的海簸里去撮,而被一个汉子抓住,用绳子反捆在夜幕下的故事。小说是可以虚构的,那个被捆在夜幕下的孩子不一定是我,但那种事情经常发生,这是那个时代的一种生存状态。那时物质生活极度贫乏,粮食、肉类、鸡蛋、红糖、布料等等,几乎没有哪一样东西不是定量供应。尽管家家户户都想方设法弄些洋芋、山药之类的杂粮来作补充,但还是没有哪一家的粮食能吃到月底。于是,很多城里人便把饥饿的目光投向农村广阔的田野。当稻田里的稻谷收割过后,我们这些城里的 I once wrote an essay entitled “Tales of stealing millet”, which tells us that in the mid-to-late 1960s, when several of our children picked millet in the harvested rice fields, they were almost dark and did not pick up much. Shoulder bag with a bag full of millet to summarize, and was caught by a man, tied with rope tied in the darkness of the story. The novel is fictitious, and the child who is bound to the darkness is not necessarily me, but that kind of thing happens often, a living condition of that age. At that time, there was an extremely poor material life. Few things were not rationed in food, meat, eggs, brown sugar, cloth, and so on. Although every family and household are trying to get some potato, yam and other grains to supplement, but still no one food can eat the end of the month. As a result, many city people turned hungry eyes on vast rural areas. When the paddy in the rice fields are harvested, we in these cities