After listening to Zhao Wusheng's narration, I suddenly felt speechless. Even though two legs were crippled, I still felt very moved. What kind of mental illness was this?
Zhao Wusheng seemed to understand what I was thinking, and said with a smile: "If your life is hanging by a thread, and when you thought you were dead, you were suddenly told that you only need to lose one of your legs, you can still live. I think you will be like him."
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I was silent, trying to imagine such a scene, but after all, I had no such experience, so I couldn't empathize with it.
In a short while, Zhang Yujie finished chewing the pig's trotters again, and clamored to eat the pig's intestines. I murmured: "We are from the same root, so why rush to fry them!"
Zhao Wusheng and Zhang Yujie said together: "What?" [
Only then did I realize that both of them thought I was talking about them, and couldn't help laughing. But who exactly was I talking about? I couldn't tell, so I just spoke out of my feelings.
I rummaged through several lunch boxes before finding the pig intestines. Since they were in pieces, I had to feed Zhang Yujie endlessly. Later, I got tired of it and asked him to open his mouth. I lifted the lunch box and followed his mouth.
Fall down.
My hands were so greasy that my instinctive reaction was to rub them in the medicine pool. Zhang Yujie glanced at me and said, "Disgusting!"
I let out a "chi" laugh: "Is it more disgusting than you? Pig intestines are a container for feces."
Zhao Wusheng stood outside the pool and smiled softly, looking at us tenderly. He is really the most approachable big brother I have ever seen.
In a short time, Zhang Yujie swept away most of the things Zhao Wusheng brought. He couldn't eat anymore, so he said: "Zhou Ming, don't just watch, eat some too."
I:"……"
Later, I frowned and ate some pig ears, which I thought were pretty good. My appetite was whetted, and I ate some other things in succession. Unavoidably, I also ate a few pieces of pig intestines, and I immediately shouted "Hello" several times!
These kinds of pork offal are fat but not greasy, lean but not woody. They are really good. Even people like me who don’t like meat eat a lot of them for the first time.
Later I found out that Zhao Wusheng sent someone to invite the best chef in Xinxiang City to cook these dishes just to reward the injured Zhang Yujie.
Seeing that I had eaten a lot, Zhang Yujie became anxious again: "Why do you eat so much?"