Kill the fish

For me, who has always loved fish, I could only eat fish when I was a child when I was visiting relatives and friends or during the Chinese New Year. I like steamed, braised or stewed soup very much. Later, life got better. It's common to eat fish, but I can't get enough. But after killing fish once, I don't want to eat fish anymore.

That was five years ago, near the end of the year. In order to have a rich Spring Festival, every family will prepare many new year's goods, including chicken, duck, fish, cattle, mutton and pork. Fish, in particular, means "more than a year", and the fortune is constant. Everyone will buy a lot. My family is no exception.

On the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, I bought two large grass carp, weighing nearly 20 Jin. Put it in the washtub in the yard. Killing chickens and fish is always done by my wife, and I can't do it. Seeing that it's getting dark and my lover hasn't left work yet, I'm a little anxious, afraid that the fish will be bitten by a night cat at night. So I got up my courage and asked my son to cheer me on. I want to kill fish.

My son brought scissors and handed me the washboard. I bent down and looked at the fish swimming around. It was really unbearable. My son laughed timidly at my timidity. I got up the courage to fish out a big fish alive and kicking from the water and put it on the washboard. I'm in a hurry and don't know where to start.

"Do you know what fish gills are for?" I asked my son. The son shook his little head and didn't answer. He looked at me with my hands pressed against the fish and secretly pushed for me. "Fish gills are used for breathing. Dig out its gills first, and it may die. " I told this to my son, who cocked his head and asked me, "Really?" I said give it a try.

So I held the first half of it with my left hand and dug its cheeks with my right hand. When I cut off the bright red gills with my fingers, I saw the fish's mouths open one by one, their eyes wide open, their bodies kept shaking, their tails kept swinging up and down, and they looked at me as if they were begging for mercy and angry. My heart is shaking too. "Sorry about the Chinese New Year, fish, sorry, fish,,," I shook my hand and dug its cheeks, apologizing to it constantly. Finally shook hands and dug out its cheeks. It's cruel to look at the blood on your hands and feel like an executioner. But the fish didn't die. Still shaking his body and swinging his tail. "There is no gills, still alive. The vitality of fish is really strong! " Praise the fish silently in your heart.

"If you don't scrape the scales, they will protect the fish from harm. Because the scales are lighter, they can speed up the swimming of fish. " I said to my son. "Does the fish hurt?" The son asked nervously. "Of course it hurts! What else should we do? You can't give up halfway! " I am very helpless.

So, he pressed his left hand hard on his first half, and his right hand began to scrape fish scales in the opposite direction with scissors. The fish wagged its tail and opened its mouth, and pieces of silver scales slipped off the blade. I seem to hear the fish keep saying to me, "please, don't kill me!" Please, don't kill me! " I feel like tears are about to fall. "Fish, don't be a fish in the next life, no one will eat you. Just make a flower or a grass Even if it is trampled down, it can sprout in the second year. " I am pouring out my heart to the fish. "I don't kill fish when I grow up." The son said decisively. "Well, it is best not to eat fish. Don't look at fish like a cat. " While talking to my son, I groped for fish scales, tears swirled in my eyes and my throat was blocked. I scraped the scales clean and washed the fish in the water. I saw it flopping in the water, but it was still alive. "This fish has a strong desire to survive." I admire it again. The son didn't understand at all and said in surprise, "The fish is still alive, not dead!" " "

"Fish, don't blame me. I cut you for the first time. " After that, I picked up scissors, found a small hole under the belly of the fish and cut it in the direction of the fish head. The belly of the fish was cut open and the internal organs were pulled out by my sinful right hand. Its stomach was suddenly empty, and I felt my heart was hollowed out, and I was unconscious with pain. The fish seems to be dizzy with pain. It doesn't shake and its tail doesn't swing. It should be dead. I killed it. My tears followed.

I put it in a clean basin again, but as soon as I put it in, it threw its tail into the water and water droplets splashed out of the basin. Scared me to say "mom" and ran a few steps away. My son was startled by my shouts and ran after him. I covered my heart with a bang, and waited for a long time to make sure that the fish didn't move before I dared to go to the basin and take it out and hang it on the drying rack. I killed fish for more than an hour, and I was in shock. The remaining one never had the courage to kill it again.

It's getting dark, and my lover finally came back. See me kill a fish, praise my courage. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I took the opportunity to go outside and chat with my neighbors. Less than five minutes later, my beloved also came out. I asked strangely, "didn't I tell you to kill fish?" How did you get out? ""it's crowded. " The lover answered calmly. I don't believe it. It was really clean when I went back. So I told my lover how I killed the fish. The lover said, "be careful, the fish will settle accounts with you at night!" "Why are you so stupid? Can't you knock the fish to death before killing them? Play a live fish bit by bit. " Suddenly wake up. "God, how could I be so stupid? Why didn't I think of that? People kill fish by knocking them to death first! " Two hands kept patting their heads and complaining about their clumsiness and cruelty.

I didn't eat a bite of fish that Spring Festival. After that, I seldom eat fish. . . . . . Because I can't forget the first time I killed a fish, nor can I forget the sad eyes of the fish.

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