几年前,有一次在北京,我得了感冒。我的中国媳妇想减轻我的病症,便把我带到了当地的一家饭馆。入座后,她点了只活甲鱼,饭馆老板给送了上来,看着伙计麻利地把甲鱼的脖子切掉,把血倒进一个杯子里,我惊讶不已。在我惊恐之余,他们又把一杯烈性白酒倒了进去。站在桌边的老板和伙计,自信满满地向我比划着手势,让我把这杯烈性药喝下去。我犹豫了一下,壮了壮胆,把它一饮而尽。 A few years ago, once in Beijing, I had a cold. My Chinese wife tried to alleviate my illness and took me to a local restaurant. After seated, she ordered a live turtle, and the restaurant owner gave it up. I was amazed when the buddy deftly cut the turtle’s neck and poured the blood into a cup. In my panic, they again poured in a spirits of liquor. Standing at the table, the boss and folks, gesturing gestures to me confidently, let me drink this spirits medicine. I hesitated a moment, strong and courageous, it drank it.