It’s February 17th, it’s now 9:55 the next night, I’m sitting on the stairs taking notes.
When we have a banquet in the evening, the table is full of meat and vegetables, and naturally there is a lot left on every table. This kind of banquet is really uncomfortable to watch.
By the way, I didn’t go to bed until about two o’clock in the morning this morning. I was woken up by the sound of firecrackers outside before six o’clock. It was really annoying. I didn’t know what to do after I woke up. I turned over in bed and touched my phone. Where is it, I touched it but didn’t want to open it and play with it.
So I had no choice but to continue to sleep with my head down, and fell asleep again after a while. When I woke up again, it was noon, and the banquet was about to start.
I didn't really want to go to the big banquet, but the host's family arranged a job for me, and as expected it was to carry the flag. I had no reason to refuse, so I had to go.
When I was a kid, I loved eating at large banquets. I would sit at the round table and wait for the food to be served. I would not be as impatient as I am now, always looking forward to the arrival of the next dish.
At noon, the only dish that can be considered a semi-vegetarian dish is cucumber mixed with jellyfish. The taste is really not as good as before, and it gets worse every year.
I feel that today's basic necessities, food, clothing, housing and transportation are much better than before, but I always feel that they have been overused, just like the poor suddenly become rich. Large-scale and meaningless extravagance and waste are becoming more and more frequent, especially in terms of food. In rural areas, there are still Well, at least I will pack it up and take it home. When I used to work in the kitchen, some people would always have a lot of leftovers after eating and would not pack it up.
There are ten of us at our table, so we should be able to finish the meal, but apart from the meat and vegetables, there are only two packs of cigarettes and two bottles of liquor left on the table. I don’t smoke or drink liquor, so I get tired of eating after just two chopsticks. , I still had this kind of meal for the next two days, and it was really uncomfortable to eat.
By the way, lunch is not the main meal, there are four cold dishes and eight hot dishes, so there is not much left.
This evening's meal is a formal meal. It starts at six o'clock. There are six cold dishes and sixteen hot dishes. In addition to the cold dishes, almost every plate of hot dishes has a lot of leftovers. Some people don't even use their chopsticks. Again, if you want To eat well, a combination of meat and vegetables is indispensable.
After dinner at seven o'clock, I hurried home and lay down to digest my food, but the music outside started blaring again, and I couldn't rest well at all. I was really annoyed by this behavior.
Let’s walk the dog. I’ve been putting it off until today. I’m sorry.
When I opened the front door, the dog ran over from the garage very excitedly as soon as he heard the sound of me picking up the dog chain. He put on the collar and just led him out of the door. Unexpectedly, he broke free from the collar and couldn't leave it. There were a few children walking over from a distance, but I was startled.
I quickly stepped over in two steps, grabbed it and put the collar on, and it seemed to understand something, so it obediently let me put on the collar again.
We followed our road all the way north until we exited the road and slipped onto the small dirt road in front of us. The dog dug several holes back and forth along the road and marked seven or eight locations. .
Continuing to walk north along the dirt road, less than thirty meters away, there is a ruined temple to the west, with only four walls left, and the interior is overgrown with weeds. The old people in the village said it has a history of hundreds of years. Going east is a small road leading to the next village. There are vegetable fields on both sides of the road. When I was a child, I often followed this road to play in several small houses.
Once I sent a photo of the ruined temple to a book group, and a book friend saw it and said that the architectural style of the temple looked like that of the Ming Dynasty. Only then did I realize that this ruined temple had such a long history.
Good night
