如今,红烧肉已成了再平常不过的家常菜,可我还是念念不忘当年父亲没有带回家的那一碗“红烧肉”。那是1975年春耕春播结束后的一个深夜。我家当时还住在阿拉尔农场十五连(现一师九团十五连)的一个地窝子里,娘坐在床头纳着鞋底,哥哥、姐姐和我则目不转睛地望着门口,等着爹给我们带红烧肉回来。那时,爹是连队的后勤排长,也是一位受人尊敬的党员。为犒劳全连干群不分昼夜、苦战一个半月的春耕春播工作取得圆满胜利,单位决定给每家分一份红烧 Nowadays, braised pork has become a commonplace dish, but I still did not forget the bowl “braised pork” that my father did not take home. It was a late night after spring plowing in 1975. My family was still living in Alar Farms fifteen companies (now a division nine regiment of fifteen) in a nest, the mother sat on the bed with the soles, my brother, sister and I are intently looking at the door, etc. Daddy brought us back with braised pork. At that time, father was a company’s logistics platoon leader, is also a respected member. In order to work hard even the cadres all day and night, struggling one and a half months of spring plowing work to achieve a successful victory, the unit decided to give each a sub-braised