大概是上世纪70年代初的一天,我们院北屋的“娘娘”(别的地方叫大婶、大妈或大娘)让她大儿子去买五毛钱的肉。当时猪肉是六毛多一斤,一次买五毛钱的可不老少,可能是家里有什么大事或者贵客要来。大儿子那年十四五岁,是我们那一带的孩子王,有些鬼心眼。家里整日连肉星儿都见不到,突然面对这么大块肉,老大馋得要命,忍不住就想些办法。找到东屋的小兄弟老郑,哥俩切下一块,大概五 Probably one day in the early 1970s, our goddess (or Auntie or Auntie elsewhere) called our eldest son a five-cents fare. At that time pork was more than a pound of six-haired pigs, and one can buy five cents at a time. It may be that there are any major events in the home or the guests are coming. Fourteen years old son that year, is the king of our children, some ghostly. At home all day even with children can not see children, and suddenly face such a large piece of meat, the boss greedy life, could not help but think of some ways. To find the little brother of East House Lao Zheng, the two cut a piece, about five