Salt-water beans

Do you remember a childhood like this: the beans come home every day after school, throw the school bag and run straight into the kitchen, open the lid, and there's salty beans in the pot that Mom cooked. There is a string of beads on their hands and a string on their necks; together with the little ones, "jumping the house" while pulling the "stroke beads" around their necks; and when we go home for dinner in the dark, the whiteness of their mouths and the whiteness of their bean bean bean beaks, and the tummy of their tummys, . . . . . . . . . every year, when the bean stings, these beautiful memories will rewind in their heads . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . !