什么也干扰不了他对蔬菜的敬爱。我原先一直有个印象,居家过日子,男人是不要去买菜的,他不是不肯做事情,他只是不耐烦与人交道。这一点印象全从我爸得来。我爸买菜常常使我妈惊怒交加。他们一道去市场,看见农民模样的小伙兜售他的洋芋,自行车驮了两大竹筐。我妈问价钱,小伙羞愧地说了一个数,但又强硬声明:我们自己屋头种的,吃不完才拿出来卖,婆婆你懂行你挑嘛。 What can not interfere with his love of vegetables. I had always had the impression that at home, men are not going to buy food, he is not refusing to do things, he is just impatient with people. This impression came from my dad. My dad shopping often makes my mom anger overwhelmed. When they went to the market together and saw peasant-lookers selling his potato, the two piggybacks were carried by the bicycle. My mom asked the price, ashamed to say a few guys, but tough statement: We own the roof of the house, eat out before they come out to sell, your mother know you know why you pick it.