Chapter 47: "Burnom Lamb"

The hot pot is hot pot, lamb is mutton, and the side stove is the side stove. But usually the vast majority of people eat these three completely different foods, collectively referred to as "shabu -shabu", maybe it is because of its cooking method.

There are rumors that lamb was first invented by Zhuge Liang. In order to improve time saving and improve combat efficiency. Is it true, I don't know, but I firmly believe that history is written by people, and there are real components in fabrication.

Speaking of sadness, I first knew that I saw mutton on TV. Later, for the first time, he accidentally hit the grandmother's dinner. Of course, that dinner didn't have me. In other words, I should have me, but I don't know. The reason was that at that time, I had moved to my grandfather's house with my parents.

The little uncle is a rich man in the family. The aunt will get some rare stuff back to the Grandpa and grandma. The uncle who lived with the old couple naturally followed the light. Occasionally, my father secretly brought back some stuff to me, but most of them would not let my mother know. In other words, the mother is very shameless about the behavior of this kind of "food".

The relationship between the mother and the grandma is not good, and the relationship is even more messy. Every time I moved away, I had to go to my grandma's house -such as New Year's Eve, like acting. And I secretly ran back to my grandmother's house on weekdays, and it was a great act. To this end, he was slapped in public by his mother. Later, I didn't know if I was self -esteem or was scared, and I gradually reduced the number of times I went to my grandmother's house.

The party that happened by chance was because the school wanted students to sell magazines, and the name of the social ability to exercise students was actually a disguised sales. If you ca n’t sell it, buy it yourself, anyway, you always have to digest it. The mother naturally doesn't look down on the behavior of such hawkers, but either because she will delay learning or just look down on. Of course, she won't spend money to buy it, because this additional overhead is a waste to her. Think of the scene of the school's unified purchase of learning utensils, she will strongly refuse the scene, and it is not difficult to understand what the magazine is promoting. In short, spending a penny for the non -necessary expenses she thinks is sin. For this reason, I was laughed at by teachers and classmates. Suddenly I thought of Cao Qiqiao in Zhang Ailing's "Golden Lock". I was glad that when I was young, I fled my hometown, but I was sorrowful until today I still hold a hint of hope for the native family.

Far away.

At that time, I was helplessly holding the magazine in my hand, crying all the way, and ran back to my grandma's house. Because I know that Xiaoyu is a seller at the waiting hall of the waiting hall of the station. If she ask her for help, it may be a way. On that day, Grandma's house was gathered in many people, and she ate mutton. There are grandparents, a family of four, a family of four, a family of uncle family, and a family of three. There are no parents and me.

Seeing my tears in the door, my grandmother was obviously surprised, and then greeted me to eat first. The little aunt also brought me the chopsticks. But I didn't dare to eat it, because my mother -in -law was still waiting for me in my grandfather's house. I watched the big cousin and the big cousin, and several cousins ​​they snatched the heat. The charcoal fire in the copper pot does not know how many times it was added, and the room was hot in the room. I just felt that it was cold in my heart. Occasionally someone greeted me a few words by me, or it was gone at all. And I am no stranger to such scenes.

It wasn't until they finished eating that I dared to talk about selling magazines with Xiaoyu. Xiao Yan used the mouth of sesame sauce and sprayed saliva to tell me that they were all uniformly stipulated on them, and they could not sell what they wanted to sell. The last hint of hope was shattered, and I left with the magazine. Maybe no one has noticed that I have been here.

I vaguely remembered that after this was over, a relative told me that it was not that Xiao Xun did not help me, but that she had nothing to do with my mother and did not want to go idle.

That day, I took the magazine back to my grandfather's house, and my mother seemed to be more concerned about whether the magazine was broken by me. Seeing the marks of curling on the edge, my mother slapped on my face and insisted that I wanted these magazines to force her to spend money to buy it in this way. My mother let me find a way to make money to buy magazines. Whether it is selling blood or asking for food, anyway, I must bear it by myself.

Similar things have happened countless times. Forcing me to get rid of the most beloved pets by myself, just because I couldn't play with my mind; forcing me to give my favorite toy to the cousin, because this is the generosity of everyone's ladies, and she looks like she teaches a daughter. I thought about what I was looking forward to for a long time and was discarded at will. Even when I learned to cut the apple skin, I accidentally cut my fingers. She cared for whether she stain the apple, not that I didn't hurt. Many times, these seemingly trivial things are piled up into a black hole in the soul. To this day, I don't know what I really like and what I don't like. It is just that after some things happen, the heart hurts for a long time. Or maybe God has his life until now, there must be his plan.

Later, I realized food freedom. It is freedom, and within the scope of power, let yourself eat more nutritious things. But for the problem of eating, I still have a deep guilt. After the habit of making mistakes, you need to punish yourself without eating. In the words of my mother, people who do nothing well, and have their faces to eat?

I do n’t like much about mutton, but I do n’t hate it. The key is simple. Boil a pot of water and add green onion ginger and garlic. Water is eaten. After the meat is put on the pan, it can be removed after the color is changed. The hair belly is seven or eight, and it doesn't matter what other dishes are. I just eat meat. The dipping sauce usually buys a ready -made mutton special dipping sauce. If it is not troublesome, adjust it by yourself: two spoons of two eight sauce (the ratio of peanut butter and sesame sauce), half piece of tofu milk, a small handful of leek flowers, a small spoonful of chili oil, a little scallion and coriander. Last time, I went to Dong Lai Shun to eat mutton with friends. I saw the word "blessing" in each small bowl of ingredients on the end of it. I felt quite interesting.

It is said that the traditional old Beijing charcoal and bronze pot has four kinds of food: fresh cut lamb slices, frozen tofu, Chinese cabbage, fans. Among them, mutton will be divided into many types according to the location and age. What are the specifics? I have not counted it. Anyway, there are more than ten kinds of all goat's platter that day. Vaguely remembered that the lamb that was seen at the grandmother's house seemed to be this kind of copper pot and meat, but the meat was not so rich.

I remember living in a co -rental house. The roommates were the same young people. We often dinner together on weekends, and most of them ate mutton. After buying vegetables together, move the electromagnetic cooker to the living room table for water. The dishes of the dish was washed and the meat was cut into meat. When the water was opened, we were sitting around the table. A lively one night can dry four or five pounds of mutton. I also thanked that there were no neighbors complained at that time.

I think I still longed for the lively when I was young. When there were many people, I seemed to have a home, although I rejected the word. These years have become more and more likely, and a pound of lamb slices can eat several meals. But now the meat slices are mostly rolled for a while and then removed. To be honest, there are too few pure things. The same is true of people.

Is the lack of childhood destined to be compensated in another way? I know that I am looking forward to more than just mutton. Or maybe things that can't be obtained outside are destined to be able to get away, so choose to wander, at least the sense of guilt in your heart will be less.

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