Solstice Secrets

Everything in this world will be divided into grades and grades.

This sentence is what I saw on TV, and I think it makes sense.For example, meat and bones, my daddy will only cook it in plain water for me to eat. It’s not that he’s not good at cooking. In my opinion, his cooking skills are better than my stepmother—that’s my daddy. The man who lives with is much stronger.But he didn't know where he got the idea that only boiled meat and bones are the healthiest for me.

I gave him the fourth grade for his boiled pork bones.The fourth class is not the last class.The last-class food is dog food. There is really nothing delicious, and I eat that thing occasionally.Although my father said that the dog food he bought was imported from which country, it was made of natural ingredients, and it did not contain additives, but to be honest, it tasted like swill in the mouth.

The word swill is what I saw on TV.It is said that the stuff is very smelly, and it is used to feed pigs.Since I know this word, I have been wondering why pigs eat such bad things, why do they grow so fat?

Well, this is actually a story between humans and their food, and I can be forgiven for not being able to understand it.After all, no matter how clever I am, I'm just a dog.

Closer to home.The third-class food is the pork ribs cooked by my stepmother.In fact, I later found out that his craftsmanship is very bad, not as good as my daddy’s, but no matter who it is, after eating boiled meat bones in white water for a long time, suddenly eating something stewed with soy sauce, the taste buds will be in it. Be amazed for a moment.Although I didn't know until a long time later that my stepmother's cooking skills were only limited to stewing with a little soy sauce, but at that time, the vibration brought by that little soy sauce to my taste buds had a subversive meaning.

Oh, God (actually, I don’t know who God is, but people on TV always yell like this when they express surprise, and I will learn it after a long time), this is the first time I find that meat and bones can still Has such a fragrant smell, so the life of human beings is so happy?

I have been happy for a long time.During that time, I felt that adding a little soy sauce to the meat bone was already supremely delicious.Then……

Please pay attention to this Then, things took another subversive change: I met the stepmother's mother!

It was a... spring?autumn?I don't remember, I just remember that my dad took me and my stepmother to the stepmother's house.When we were standing at the door of the room, my stepmother told me not to make a fuss, because their family had never raised a dog, and there were old people and children, so I was most afraid that something unexpected would happen because of me.I listened absent-mindedly, because at that time I had already smelled the strong fragrance wafting from the crack in the door.

It seems a bit like the ribs stewed by the stepmother, but more fragrant.Oops, I can't describe the strong and attractive taste, I only know that if you behave well, you will eat it.

So I behaved all night.

There is a little doll in his family who always grabs my ears with his little hands, and I put up with it for the sake of flesh and bones.The stepmother's father always looked at me with uneasy eyes, and I endured it.I shook off the little doll and sneaked to the door of the kitchen, looking at the two women who were cooking inside, wondering if they could understand me when I asked them for something to eat?The stepmother can understand, this is a very miraculous thing, maybe his family is also miraculous.

I tentatively sat down at the kitchen door, whining and asking them for bones.

The stepmother's mother saw me and praised me, "This big dog is really good."

It seems that they can't understand me.This frustrates me a bit.Then……

Note this then.In my experience, every time the word comes up, it's a sign that things are taking a happy turn.

The woman whose stepmother called her sister-in-law smiled and said, "Is it hungry?"

The stepmother's mother tasted the taste of the pot, nodded and said: "It's almost there, why don't we pick some bones for it to eat first. Anyway, I cook a lot."

The stepmother's sister-in-law hurriedly found a basin, and asked the stepmother to put a few pieces of roasted meat bones in it, and comforted me with a smile while blowing the hot air on it, "It's hot, eat it later, good boy. "

I can already confirm that this is what I smelled outside the door just now!Saliva started to secrete in my mouth, I unconsciously licked my mouth, and then licked my mouth again.Too much saliva, it's really difficult to control, although I have tried my best to show my demeanor, but... But I still accidentally made a sputtering sound.And a few drops dripped down his tongue on the light-colored floor tiles at the kitchen door.

The stepmother sauntered to the kitchen to steal some food. He had just picked up a meatball from the plate when he saw me squatting at the kitchen door, still drooling.He immediately scolded me with a disgusted expression on his face, "Brown Tang, you are so embarrassing!"

I quickly licked the corner of my mouth.Maybe it's a bit embarrassing, I can even hear the sound of saliva splattering.But I can't help it.

"It's a biological instinct," I retorted unconvinced, "You can't control it just by trying to control it!"

"Your saliva is dripping again!" The stepmother was disgusted.

But the stepmother's mother and sister-in-law laughed. When his sister-in-law handed over the pot with meat bones, she touched my head and said, "Your name is brown sugar, so cute."

I knew I should smile at her at this time and say a word of thanks.But all the meat bowls are placed in front of me, how can I take care of so much.I lowered my head and carefully licked the top rib.Uh, what kind of smell...how could it be so fragrant...

I feel like my soul is out of my body.The following time was blank in my mind, and I didn't know what happened. When I finally came back to my senses, the basin in front of me was empty, and even the soup was licked clean.

Did I lick it?

But... I haven't tasted anything yet, why is it gone?

I cherished the basin and licked it again, whining and praising their cooking skills.

The stepmother smiled and said to his mother, "Brown Tang is praising your craftsmanship."

The stepmother's mother also laughed, "This little guy is really cute. Give him some more."

Immediately I jumped to my feet, applauding the offer.

"Okay, okay. The more the better." I was afraid that my stepmother wouldn't understand the word "the more the better", so I made some supplementary explanations, "The more the better, the more the better."

The stepmother looked at me with a wooden face.

I licked my lips and went right past him and started flirting with his mom.I can already see that he wants to listen to his mother too.Just like I have to listen to my daddy.In this family, his mother has much more status than him.

The stepmother's mother really gave me another pot. They were afraid that my food would be too salty, so they mixed some rice in it.The glutinous rice is dipped in the bright red oil soup, and the appetite is whetted just looking at it.

My dad said that when I went out, I was in a full circle than when I entered the door. I don't know if it is true or not.But that night, when I was leaving and going home, my dad tied my leash to the car door.They sat in the car, and I trotted outside.What a tragic experience, the pedestrians on the road cast sympathetic eyes on me.Another little girl pointed and said, "It's not my own!"

Well, even if it's true that I'm not my own, is it really kind of you to poke someone so painfully in front of me?

I think this sharp-tongued little girl will definitely not be able to marry in the future-it was said on TV that it is a very, very vicious curse for a little girl to say that she cannot get married.

Well, it's about as serious as cursing me for not having meat and bones to eat.

Since then, I've been obsessed with Stepmother's Mommy's craft.Even when I returned to the old house on the mountain, Uncle Qi began to feed me the stewed ribs, but I still felt that all the deliciousness of all this was not as good as the stewed ribs I ate at my stepmother's place.I started to think about my stepmother taking me home, and the excuses were ready-made: the little doll likes to play with me, or I happened to pass by his house when I went for a walk.

But the reason why stepmothers are called stepmothers is because they all have a hard heart.My stepmother is no exception. He knows that I desperately miss his... er, his mother, but he doesn't take me with him every time he comes home.Sometimes he would tell me behind my father's back: "You are a dog, not a pig, what kind of braised pork ribs do you always eat? Do you want to have high blood pressure? Cats and dogs can't eat so many seasonings, it will damage your health !"

Listen, what you say is more grandiose.In fact, aren't you afraid that I will grab the ribs with him?

hypocritical.

I ranked the braised pork ribs made by my stepmother's mother as the second class, which was a level higher than the stepmother's craftsmanship.It's a pity that this level of ribs is too far away from me.Occasionally during the Chinese New Year, there is a chance to satisfy my hunger.

Ugh.

Just when I was saddened by the second-class ribs, another big event happened at home, and the stepmother ran away from home!And went to far, far places.My dad rushed back from Shanghai, and he was dumbfounded as soon as he entered the house.I threw myself on him and complained, "It's all the fault of that tall, skinny bastard! He drove the stepmother away! He's even tough on us! It's terrible!"

My dad didn't understand, he just looked at me with a pitiful look, "Have we all been abandoned?"

"No. Even if I abandon you, I will abandon you." I said, "I am beautiful, and I am strong... Uh, who would be willing to abandon me. Before the stepmother left, she told me to take good care of the kittens."

My dad was stunned for a while, then gritted his teeth, "Let's go! Let's go find him!"

We walked through many places in the car, and finally entered the mountain.Speaking of the experience of entering the mountain, it was really three days and three nights, and there was a big accident. The stepmother was taken away by the bad guys, and a large group of strange animals ran to the mountain to save him. There were leopards, deer, mice, and many other animals I didn't know. The scene was really spectacular.

Later, the stepmother was rescued, and an old lady named aunt in his family invited people from the whole village to set up a big pot in the big yard and stew several pots of wild pork.I was shocked again when the aroma came out of the pot.

This taste... this taste...

Someone slapped me on the head, "Food! You're drooling again!"

It's the stepmother.

I shrugged my nose in the direction of the saucepan and ignored him.Hmph, he's drooling too, and he's ashamed to say that other people are foodies.

My daddy said next to him: "Don't tease it, it's hungry."

The stepmother made a face at me, "I think it's greedy, drooling."

I'm too lazy to talk to him, his skills are so poor, I'm ashamed to provoke him here.snort.

The meat and bones are finally stewed. The soup is thick, the meat is fragrant, and the bones are crispy. It is indeed delicious that I have never tasted before.I decided to rank this stew bone first.

I heard my stepmother whispering to my father that the meat stewed in a big iron pot with mountain fire is so delicious.I think what he said about the pot and fire are all excuses.

The truth is that his craft is really not good.

Some delicacies are once eaten and never forgotten.

Even if some delicacies cannot be forgotten, there is no chance to eat them again.

I left this lovely little mountain village drooling, and began to look forward to when my stepmother would run away from home again.

later……

He really ran away from home again!

Daddy asked me, "Are we still chasing him?"

The thick and meaty stewed big bones floated in front of my eyes, and my mouth instantly secreted saliva.I jumped up and firmly supported him, "Chasing! Of course chasing! If my wife runs away and doesn't chase after me, is that still a gentleman?!"

Daddy looked at me and said to himself with a puzzled expression, "I can understand that you are expressing support for my proposal. But why are you drooling so excitedly?"

"It's... so weird."

The author has something to say: drag out the brown sugar and give everyone New Year greetings~~Brown sugar clasped his paws and bowed, "Happy New Year, brothers, sisters, brothers and sisters! I wish you a longer and more beautiful Year of the Horse, and a smoother future. Go to work smoothly, and go to school It goes well, love goes well, and you can eat delicious meat every day~"