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作者通过爷爷的视角,为我们娓娓道来一段草原往事,有真情流露、有惊险情节,有文化交融,更有对历史和自然的反思。我爷爷饭桌上两件事不耽搁,一是搅面,二是讲草原。一碗羊肉臊子面,他嫌面条、肉料、酱醋三者不匀,就要搅和。待我们吃罢,收碗拾筷,他还在搅。搅呀搅,搅成了糨糊。他的故事大多年代久远,对我们隔辈人更是模糊至极。他讲他的父辈是何等富有,家里多少马多少羊圈,一个夏天喝几大缸的酒。他讲他如何在甸子河里徒手抓鱼,当场剃鳞烤着吃,吃到一肚皮的鱼卵,有多香浓。
Through Grandpa’s perspective, the author tells us a story of prairie, revealing his true feelings, having thrilling episodes, blending cultures, and reflecting on history and nature. My grandfather table does not delay two things, one is stir-fried noodles, and the second is prairie. A bowl of mutton ramen noodles, he suspect noodles, meat material, vinegar sauce uneven, we should mix. When we eat, collect chopsticks, he still stir. Stir-stir, stir into a paste. Most of his stories are old and far, and are extremely vague to our fellow generations. He said how wealthy his fathers are, how many horses at home, how many sheepfolds, and how many summer drinks of a few vials. He talked about how he caught the fish by hand in the Dianzi River, roasted and eaten on the spot, and ate the belly’s roe, how fragrant.