Mom called me home for dinner

I was about to take my meal card and go to the school cafeteria when the phone rang. It was from home. My mother said, "Come back for dinner." I happened to have left something at home, and I was thinking about taking the time to pick it up, so I agreed without hesitation, and quickly told me, "Don't make too many dishes, just cook more rice." ”

Actually, it only takes me twenty minutes to walk to my mother’s house, but I always use the excuse that I am too busy to go there frequently. My father said that I just go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

I walked through a wide cement road where big cars blew up dust, then stepped onto a field path that was a little soft soon after the weather cleared, and I felt instantly relaxed and happy. The sun was shining gently, and I smelled the fragrance of spring flowers along the way, listening to the chirping of birds in the forest and the croaking of frogs in the fields, like a duet between boys and girls. I couldn’t help but use my mobile phone to take pictures of the overwhelming yellow rapeseed flowers in March. If you can't see the effect clearly under the sun, you'll just take a few more pictures at random, and then go home and slowly appreciate and select them.

It was almost twelve o'clock when I got home. The old father was in the garden and could only hear his voice but not see his person. After asking questions, he found out that he was pruning the orange tree. As soon as I entered the courtyard, my mother came out and said that the rice was ready.

Seeing that the snakehead fish I bought a few days ago were still enjoying themselves in the big water basin, I couldn't help but shout: "There are two still there, why didn't you kill one?" "Mom said: "There is no food at home these days. This fish can be kept for a few days. It's okay!" I know that my mother usually won't be willing to buy snakeheaded fish to cook for herself. She will only cook some ordinary fish. , the best thing is braised crucian carp. I said I would kill the fish for you and put it in the refrigerator after dinner. You can just take it out and thaw it in advance when you want to eat it.

Mom quickly took out the kitchen knives, cutting boards and plates. I said, "We'll do it after dinner. It's fishy." Mom looked at me as if begging, and said, "Kill it now, and you can eat some too. It will be delicious when made into fish fillet soup." "I don't want to." Eat, I’ll eat some. I’ll kill them and cut them into fillets, then you’ll cook them and eat them.” The stalemate started again, and my mother said if you don’t want to kill me, I’ll kill you. I had no choice but to roll up my sleeves. While I was killing the first fish, she put the other one back into the basin and asked Dad to change the water. I was still scraping the scales off the fish when my mother shouted that the water in the pot was about to boil. I had to quickly take out half of the fish and fillet it, and then do the rest slowly.

I took care of the rest, and Mom’s fish fillet soup was ready. It was actually served in three bowls and placed on the stove. I brought a bowl with more soup, and my mother quickly grabbed me and said, "You eat this bowl." I insisted on taking the first bowl. After sitting at the table, my mother immediately brought the other two bowls. She put a bowl in front of her father, came to grab it from me again, and forcibly exchanged mine for her own. She also said: "My teeth are bad and I can't eat meat." Is it funny or not? Is there anyone who can't eat fish fillets? Her father laughed at her, and she couldn't help but laugh too. Dad said: "You'd better eat it, so that she won't worry about you at home after you leave." Okay, I can't fight, how about I surrender? I obediently finished a large bowl of black fish soup with a unique taste.

During the meal, the three of them started chatting about their family affairs. I kept urging my mother to get her teeth fixed quickly. As he spoke, he casually mentioned the amazing story of an eighty-one-year-old lady who was able to drag a car with her teeth that she saw on a recent episode of "Outstanding Chinese". Unexpectedly, they both knew and clearly remembered that the old lady's name was Wang Xiaobei. Maybe the rush of talking made my dad worry too much. He said: "There are endless things in the world, and people are different." I originally thought that my dad has always been in business, but this year I will take a break because I am getting older. After finishing the business, I went home. I was afraid that he would have difficulty adapting for a while, so I wanted to comfort him. I quickly changed my words: "I'm not saying that the elderly should have iron teeth like that old lady. What I mean is that we should learn from her positive and optimistic spirit, think clearly, and be happy. This will prolong life. "Fortunately, he agreed with this. The banter continues.

After dinner, I was leaving. My mother said that I would take the remaining live fish back to burn for my father-in-law over the weekend. I said I could buy more, but after another quarrel, she gave up. She put the remaining uncooked fish in the refrigerator. I quickly stopped her and said that it would be best to cook it at night. It would never be as delicious as fresh after being put in the refrigerator. She refused and wanted to keep it, saying it was not good to eat too much. Fight again. Dad had no choice but to resolve it and said, "Fish is not fat. It's okay to eat more. Just half a fish. Let's eat it while it's fresh." Mom had no choice but to take out the plate that had been put in the refrigerator.

I left, not knowing whether those fish ended up living in the refrigerator again.

(2016.3)