Being poor and greedy is really an impressive experience for me, because I was basically in this state for more than 2 years, and I was greedy every day, but I didn't have the money to buy my favorite food every time, which was painful and tormented.

I was born and raised in the countryside, and the conditions were not very good since I was a child. Due to financial constraints, my parents and I could only eat vegetables grown at home, and even seldom bought meat. My parents had to save money for my education.

There are several chickens and ducks at home every year, so I wait for the hens to lay eggs every day, and then ask my mother to cook the eggs for me. At that time, a bowl of steamed eggs was my best taste.

But every time I want to eat chicken, my mother will refuse, saying that the chicken should be kept until the Spring Festival to sell money. After the money is sold, I have to buy stationery and books for me, and I can only take out a small part to buy me some candy.

Once in a while, there will be a few pigs at home. My mother feeds them with rice bran from home every day. After watching them grow up day by day, I have the idea of pigs again, and often tell my father that I want to kill pigs and eat meat.

after being recited by me for a long time, my father couldn't bear to let me look forward to it eagerly. He killed a pig and left me a few pounds of meat to eat. I asked my mother to marinate what I couldn't finish before eating. Father sold all the rest of the pork.

After all, pork is limited, but my craving is endless. I still pester my parents every day to say that I want to eat meat. The conditions at home are doomed to not buy me meat every three days, so my father shifted his goal to the fish.

There is a river near my home. Villagers often go fishing in the river, but there are no big fish, which are basically small fish about ten centimeters.

In order to let me eat fish, my father, who could not fish originally, began to study how to fish by himself. At first, my father could only catch a few small fish in one day, only enough for me to eat alone. Later, my father's practice made perfect, and the fish he caught was more than enough for our family of three, and the surplus could be sold.

I ate the most fish in my childhood. Now my father is gone, but every time I see the fish on the table, I think of him, his silent and deep love for me, and I am filled with emotion.

after studying, my living expenses were limited, and I was still a little short of money, but my greedy nature increased. Poor and greedy life makes me extremely contradictory and painful.

every time I eat, I see all kinds of dishes in the canteen, and I want to have one to satisfy my appetite, but when I think of the poor figures in the meal card, I can only choose the cheapest vegetarian dishes to fill my stomach. I can only turn a blind eye when I watch my classmates eating ribs and chicken nuggets.

Later, when I went to college, I started to work part-time to save tuition and living expenses, trying not to worry my parents.

There are many kinds of snacks in the university. Every time I wander around with my classmates, I smell the fragrance overflowing on both sides of the street, and my greedy bug comes up again. But at that time, the price was high, but I earned less, so when I couldn't help it, I was only willing to spend five yuan at most to buy a pancake fruit, and it was still without meat. When my peers bought snacks, I brazenly took a bite.

I have lived this poor and greedy life for more than 2 years, and I am still impressed today. Although my living conditions have improved a lot now, I still feel unforgettable and happy when I think of the old days.