今天外面又下着鹅毛大雪，好在我和老爸围着火炉烤着火还算暖和。
中午老爸切了一棵白菜，炕了些豆腐，又煮了些卤肉，整了一火锅乱炖菜。看着那大片大片的肉块，我不由思绪万千……
老实说，小时候家里穷几乎吃不上肉，所以每次家里哪怕真的有机会吃点肉，也会切成非常小，非常小的一块一块，甚至是是一小粒一小粒……
毕竟那时候的肉，真的太珍贵，珍贵到只能当调味品一样，让我们尝个味儿。
印象最深的是一次去二姨家做客，小姨哥炒了一个酸菜肉沫。名副其实啊，那真的是酸菜肉末啊。
因为那酸菜被切成碎末也就算了，连那小孩拳头大的一小坨瘦肉也被切成了快比芝麻粒大点儿，比绿豆粒小点儿的颗粒。
现在或许很难想象，那真的是我童年印象中，吃的最好吃的一顿酸菜炒肉。
当时我就在心里暗下决心，哪天等我长大了有钱了，我一定要像电视剧里说的那样，大块吃肉大碗喝酒。就像这酸菜炒肉，我一定要把这肉切成像碗口那么大的一片一片，那样吃才能过瘾。
然而有趣的是，昨天中午老爸就这么干了。更有趣的是，今天做的卤肉片也是这样能切多大片儿就切多大片儿。甚至再往前想想，前几天去小舅家拜年，老表炖的牛肉排骨，更是一大块儿一碗都装不下……
胡思乱想间，老爸把一大块卤肉放进我的碗里，并且说到：“不吃肉，想啥家伙呢？”
于是我便把自己脑子里的这些想法给老爸讲了出来，最后我俩一起感叹了一句：“哎呀，就是旧时候的地主老财，也不敢这样天天大块吃肉大口喝酒……”
说着我俩举起酒杯，喝一大口把那大网红“一个人的莎士比亚”都干翻的“广西公文包”。不过这酒却是老爸自己酿的，我们也都有分寸，不至于被这酒干翻……
DeepL翻译：
It’s snowing outside again today, so it’s a good thing Dad and I are still warm from roasting around the fire.
For lunch, my dad cut up a cabbage, made some tofu, cooked some pork, and made a pot of stew.
Looking at the large pieces of meat, I can not help but think of a thousand thoughts ……
Honestly, when I was a kid, my family was poor and could hardly afford to eat meat, so every time my family had a chance to eat some meat, we would cut it into very small pieces, very small pieces, or even small grains and small grains. ……
After all, meat at that time was really too precious, so precious that it could only be used as a condiment to give us a taste.
The deepest impression is that once I went to my second aunt’s house as a guest, my younger cousin fried a pickled cabbage and meat foam.
True to its name, it was really minced pork with sauerkraut. Because the sauerkraut was chopped into minced meat, even the child’s fist-sized pile of lean meat was also cut into particles almost larger than sesame seeds and smaller than green beans.
It’s hard to imagine now, but that was really the best fried pork with sauerkraut I can remember eating in my childhood.
At that time, I resolved in my heart that one day when I grew up and became rich, I would eat meat and drink wine like the TV series said.
Just like this stir-fried pork with sauerkraut, I must cut the meat into pieces as big as the mouth of a bowl, so that I can enjoy eating it.
Funny enough, however, that’s what Dad did yesterday at lunch. What’s even more interesting is that today we made slices of marinated pork and cut them as big as we could.
Even further back in time, a few days ago, we went to my uncle’s house to pay a New Year’s visit, my cousin stewed beef ribs, but also a large piece of a bowl can not be loaded. ……
Rambling between, Dad put a large piece of brisket into my bowl, and said: “You do not eat meat, think what guys it?”
So I told my dad about these thoughts in my head.
Finally, the two of us together exclaimed: “Oops, is the old time landlord old money, also dare not so every day big piece of meat and big mouth drinking ……”
Said the two of us raised the glass, drink a big mouth to that big red “a person of Shakespeare” are dry over the “Guangxi briefcase”. However, this wine is dad’s own brew, we also have a measure, not to be drunk by this wine ……