At that time, you need meat tickets to buy meat. My mother exchanged the three-month meat ticket for a few feet of cloth tickets and made me a new set of clothes because our family was going to visit relatives.
So I haven't eaten meat for a long time. At that time, I was about eight or nine years old.
One day, my father quietly bought a piece of plague pork. This is a kind of sick pork that does not require meat tickets secretly sold on the market. Pig farmers slaughter the sick pigs privately and secretly take them to the market for sale. Although they are illegal, if someone buys them, someone will naturally sell them.
Mother quietly washed the meat, sliced it in water, put it in the pot and stir-fry it, served with garlic sprouts, bean paste, fermented black beans , and some other seasonings, a bowl of fragrant repot meat, it was done.
I, both greedy and hungry, and my dry saliva was spinning in my throat.
But my father didn't let me eat it, but he picked up a few pieces and put them in his mouth, and whispered a few times, and the meat was eaten.
I was so aggrieved that I almost cried. ...The bowl of meat was placed on the table but was not allowed to be eaten. After a while, my mother asked my father:
"How is it? No problem, right?"
My father blinked and said, "No problem, eat it."
So my mother poured the meat back into the pot and stir-fry it, so I swallowed it voraciously and ate it all.
At that time, I ate it and it didn't cause any ripples in my heart. Until today, more than 30 years later, I married my wife and had children, and the family went out to eat mushroom soup pot.
The waiter requires that the mushroom soup pot must be boiled for fifteen minutes before it can be eaten, otherwise it may cause physical discomfort or food poisoning .
After the pot boiled for fifteen minutes, I chose one of the varieties in the pot without hesitation and ate it first, not allowed to eat it by my wife and children. It was not until another fifteen minutes passed that they felt everything was fine and nothing was wrong, so they asked them to start eating.
The child said, "Dad is very domineering."
My eyes suddenly passed by my father's case in the first place to eat plague pork, and an indescribable pride surged in my heart.
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