到达普兰的那天,关里把喂养的唯一一只鸭子杀了。 这只鸭子成了当晚欢迎宴的主菜,热气腾腾地端坐在饭桌中央。鸭子是从几百公里外的狮泉河带来的,关里已经精心喂了它几个月,准备过节的时候吃,如今却提前成了菜。 看着我难以下箸,白玛关长挥了下厚实的手,笑着说,没关系,我们还有几只鸡健在着呢。 On the day she arrived at Plan, the only duck she had fed was killed. The duck became the main course of the evening welcome dinner, steaming sitting in the middle of the table. Ducks are brought from Shiquanhe, a few hundred kilometers away. Guanli has been carefully fed for months before it is prepared for the holidays, but now it has become a dish in advance. Watching me hard to swallow, Baima Guanchang waved a thick hand, said with a smile, it does not matter, we still have a few chickens alive in it.