"Qingshan, come over for dinner." A familiar voice sounded in my ears.
"Qingshan, come here quickly, mom has made your favorite braised beef."
"Don't eat carrots, I don't eat carrots." I vaguely heard a familiar voice calling me, and said that I had made my favorite stewed beef. Although this stewed beef is delicious, my mother makes it every time. I always put carrots in the carrots. I hate carrots. The smell of carrots makes me want to vomit. If they are raw, I can still eat two bites. The rotten carrots simmered in the pot taste like rotten sweet potatoes. Like, I can't smell it at all, but if I smell it, I will definitely vomit. Every time my mother makes braised beef, I always put a big soup basin next to it. In the soup basin, there is boiling water and pepper soup, and the beef Put it in a soup pot and soak it before eating. It is also very delicious. It wasn’t until I grew up that I realized that I don’t particularly like braised beef. I love eating the braised beef made by my mother. Even if my mom makes it, it tastes terrible.
"There are no carrots, dear, come and eat the braised beef." A voice was right in front of me, very close to me.
"No carrots?" I slowly opened my eyes, my vision was a little hazy, the picture was a little blurry, but I could vaguely see a figure holding a casserole in his hand.
"Qingshan, come quickly. Mom has made braised beef. Come here and eat it. It smells delicious." A vague figure kept waving at me, holding a casserole in one hand, and there seemed to be steam coming out. Come on, won't it be hot?
"I don't take medicine." I shook my head, with a look of resistance on my face. Since I was six years old, I have been taking traditional Chinese medicine every half month. I don't know what is wrong with me. I asked my grandpa, who also said Not to mention, every time I asked, grandpa always said with a smile, "You silly boy, this is a good thing, and it is even more rare now. It is all exchanged for gold. Others can't drink it if they want to." I don’t know who the others are. Anyway, I don’t want to drink it at all. It’s so bitter that I can’t hold it down even with the White Rabbit (toffee). I feel like vomiting every time I drink it. Grandpa won’t let me vomit, saying that as long as I dare If I vomited, I would be spanked, and I would have to drink two more bowls of medicine as punishment. The jar in which the medicine was boiled looked very similar to what this person was holding.
"This is not medicine. Take a closer look. This is the beef stew that mom made for you. The beef stew without carrots." The figure seemed a little anxious, shaking the casserole in his hand, but there was a faint smell of beef stew. .
"Is it really braised beef?" I smelled the stewed beef and rubbed my eyes with both hands, trying to see more clearly. After all, I was in a daze now and what I saw was a blurry image. Even if I said this I didn't even see who was my mother.
"Yes, look, the braised beef that mom made for you." Mom stood at the door of my room, holding a casserole in her hand. The casserole was filled with steaming braised beef. This taste is unmistakable and it is my favorite. Braised beef.
"Mom, is today a holiday?" I blinked and asked curiously.
"No." Mom replied with a smile.
"Is that my mother's day?" I asked next.
"Not really."
"Then you and dad are going on a long trip? How long will it take for you to come back?" I asked a little frustrated. This mother's braised beef is made during the holidays, my mother's day, which is my birthday, and when my parents are going on a long trip and will not come back for a long time. Only in one of the above three situations, my mother can She knows how to cook braised beef for me. Normally, my second grandma cooks. When people come to entertain guests, it’s my father or grandpa who cooks. My mother can cook, but she still delivers it to my room. Those are the three situations. Now, since it's not a holiday or Mother's Day, it means that my parents are going away from home, so I'm not happy. I don't want my parents to leave home. I want my parents to be with me all the time. I don't want to live with my grandparents before. On those days, I wanted my parents. Didn’t they just say they would come back and not leave? It's all a lie. Tears are already welling up in my eyes, but I can't cry. If my grandpa sees me, he will say me again. I am a man. Men can't cry, and the children of the in-law family can't cry either. I don't cry, it's okay. Yes, I can't cry.
"If mom doesn't go away, how can she let go of her baby? If mom doesn't leave, come to mom's place to eat braised beef." Mom looked at me with a smile and quickly explained that she didn't go away because she didn't go away, and she even got the casserole. Sitting at the small table, waiting for me to go out to eat braised beef.
"Then, how can we eat stuffed beef?" I looked at my mother, who was not far away from me, with a question mark on her face.
"Mom saw that Qingshan was so good, so she cooked it for you. Come here quickly, or it will get cold if you don't come over and eat." Mom still looked at me with a smile, and while speaking, she gently picked up a piece of beef with her chopsticks and waved it in front of her eyes. Shake.
"Mom, wait for me." I became anxious when I saw the beef. I quickly got up to eat the beef, but I couldn't get up no matter how hard I tried. When I lowered my head, I saw a black blanket pressing down on my legs, which was heavy and heavy. , I can't push it no matter what.
"Qingshan Na, come here quickly. Mom has already finished eating." Mom picked up another piece of beef and put it directly into her mouth this time, smiling at me and chewing it slowly.
"Mom... come here and help me. This blanket is too heavy. I can't move it. It's too heavy." I frowned and pushed the black blanket hard with my hands, but it still couldn't be pushed. Move, I was a little anxious, and quickly asked my mother to come over and help me move the black blanket away. I usually practice martial arts with my grandpa. Although I am young, I am really strong. At least I can use a blanket. I can still move it, but I don’t know what happened today. I just can’t move this blanket.
"Baby, you are a man, you have to do your own thing, come on." Mom still looked at me with a smile, and had no intention of coming to help me, and asked me to come on.
"But I can't move it. Mom, come and help me." I saw my mother still sitting at the small table, showing no intention of coming over, so I anxiously stretched out my hand to ask my mother to come over quickly.
"Qingshan, you are a man, you are very strong, just push hard." Mom looked at me and blinked, and said to me with a smile.
"Push hard, I push hard, but I still can't push it. It's still wet, Mom. The blanket is leaking." I kept pushing and pushing hard, but I don't know why, but the black blanket leaked. The water was so sticky that it stuck to my hands.
"Why is the blanket dripping?" Mom looked at me curiously, without any intention of coming over.
"I don't know, the water started to flow even when I pushed it, and it was still sticky." I looked at the water stains on my hands, touched them lightly with both hands, and pulled out a thin, crystalline thread between my hands. , but the filaments broke soon. I looked carefully and found that for some reason, there were still some black fine hairs on my hands.
"Woo..." A black dog head stared at me with a pair of black eyes, bared teeth and sticking out its tongue.
