小时候,讨厌冬菇,嫌它丑。黑黑的一朵,像巫婆身上诡谲的袍子,每每在饭桌上见到它,筷子总绕道而逃;弟弟受我影响,也把冬菇当敌人。妈妈的拿手好菜是冬菇焖鸡,我一见便皱眉,觉得大好鸡肉被那可憎的冬菇白白糟蹋了。聪明的妈妈察觉了我和弟弟的异状,有一回,刻意用筷子夹起了一朵冬 When I was young, I hated mushrooms and it was ugly. The black one, like the robe of a witch, was often seen at the dinner table. The chopsticks always fled and fled; the younger brother was influenced by me and also took the mushrooms as an enemy. My mother’s favorite dish is the mushroom pheasant chicken. When I saw it, I frowned and I felt that the good chicken was ruined by the abominable mushroom. The wise mother noticed the difference between my brother and I. Once I deliberately picked up a winter with chopsticks.