又到了寒冬腊月年终岁尾,中国人骨子里对“过年”的特殊情感让我忍不住地想回家。家乡此时对我最大的魅惑就是三个字:杀年猪。对我来说,比地道的家乡美味更具有诱惑力的,是去亲戚家吃杀猪菜的同时所感受浓浓的年味以及质朴的亲情。每年元旦前后,还住在农村且家里养了大猪的亲戚们总会热情地打来电话邀约去家里吃杀猪菜,今年也是如此。晌午时分,一家人驱车赶往亲戚家,刚到院门口,就能看见里出外进忙乎的人们,院子里支起的大锅咕噜噜地冒着热气,满院都飘着浓浓的肉香和酸菜味儿。进了屋 The winter end of the year has come to the end of the year-end, Chinese bones on the “New Year ” so I can not help but want to go home. Hometown at this time to my biggest charm is the word: kill the pig. To me, more attractive than authentic hometown delicacies, is the rich flavor and rustic affection that my relatives have while eating kabuki. Before and after New Year's Day each year, relatives who live in rural areas and have big pigs in their families invariably call for invitations to eat kibbutzatha at home. This year is the same. Noon, a family drove to relatives, just arrived at the gate, you can see inside and out of the busy people in the yard, the cauldron of steaming cauldron, full house floating thick fragrant meat And sauerkraut children. Into the house