Weenie fried lentils

AS A ZHONGQING MAN, THE VEGETABLE HOUSE IS PROUD TO HAVE EATEN NOTHING BUT HOT POTS. EVERY NOVEMBER OR SO, MOM STARTS GETTING READY TO KILL A PIG AND MAKE A SAUSAGE. WHEN I WAS A KID, I HAD TO KILL A PIG AND EAT PORK SOUP. HAPPINESS AS A CHILD IS SIMPLE: A NEW DRESS AND A NEW PAIR OF SHOES IS HAPPINESS; AS TIME PASSES, IT BECOMES SIMPLE BUT BECOMES A HAPPY THING. [WELCOME TO CONVERSATION FOODS, SEARCH FOR MICRO-INFORM PUBLIC: `THE FUN GARDEN' OR ADD `EJM246'] REMINISCENT OF THE COUNTRY'S ANNUAL MEAL IS A ROUND OF CHICKEN DUCK FISH AND GROCERIES, WHICH ARE ESSENTIAL, LET ALONE SAUSAGES AND PORK. A LARGE PLATE OF SALAMI LAYER IS ON THE TABLE, THIN AND OILY. KIDS DON'T LIKE SLICED SAUSAGES. IT'S MORE EXCITING FOR EACH TO EAT WITH A BITE IN HIS HAND. THE VEGETABLE HOUSE LIKES THE TASTE OF SAUSAGES, AND THE REAL SAUSAGES MUST HAVE BEEN WRAPPED IN PIG'S INTESTINES, SMOKED THROUGH THE CYLINDRICAL BRANCHES, AND COLORFUL GOLD. WEEDS THAT HAVE JUST BEEN FILLED CANNOT BE FUMIGATED IMMEDIATELY, BUT MUST BE PLACED IN A VENTILATED PLACE FOR TWO TO THREE DAYS, UNTIL THEY BECOME DARK RED, HARD, WRINKLED, AND SMOKED AROUND A DAY WITH A TARP AND A GRAPEFRUIT SKIN. THE WEENIES IN MEMORY ARE UNIQUE TO NEW YEAR'S LIFE, AND THE SMELL OF SMOKE AND TIME, WITH THE SPECIAL SMELL, IS A PLAIN SMELL. NOW THAT INDUSTRIALIZATION HAS LABELED THE BOLOGNA FOR A YEAR AND A QUARTER, THERE IS NO WAY TO GET THAT TONGUE-TIP MEMORY BACK. THE CABBAGE IS PROBABLY A NOSTALGIC PERSON. SO TODAY, IT'S A SPECIAL THING TO PULL OUT OF THE FRIDGE THE SAUSAGES THAT MOM MADE WITH HER OWN HANDS, WITH A NICE DUTCH BEANS THAT SMELL LIKE TIME AND A GOOD TASTE. SOMETIMES NOSTALGIA IS BAD。