第十八章 信（2/2）

我开始仔细观察这个家的成员，陈婶一身灰布褂子，虽然很久了，但没有布丁和破损，一双千层底布鞋倒是有些毛边了。

我现在的视角才看清，她走路的时候左腿有一点跛，原来是个瘸子，难怪一着急就踉跄。

全家的饮食一直是陈婶负责，那些玉米被她磨成粉做粥，我现在才知道，那些青菜从哪来的，陈婶有个菜籽匣好像是黄豆和白菜，她在屋里用木盆种了黄豆芽和小白菜。

她把黄豆芽泡上三四个小时，倒掉水每天浇两次水，听她和忠伯聊天说上次的豆芽种的有些少了，现在多出一个疯尸病和狗来要多种一些，忠伯说最快也要一周才能长出来，我们还不知道在这会待多久。

那个隐藏在我家的公主，一脸脏兮兮的，还经常流着两条清鼻涕，现在她除了肚子饿的时候跟在陈婶的屁股后面，吃饱的时候就来扯我的尾巴。

还拿着一根树叉戳我的屁股…小屁孩都是些什么爱好！

withaclatter，attheendofthemorning，thedoorwashitbyawhatthing，iwokeupfromadream，iasifinadreamah，howcaninthedreamdream，don‘trememberdreamsofwhat)iheardthenoisehurriedlyjumpedout，whocried

kiddoshapehasalreadyjumpedontheaboeoutofloyalty“saidtoopenthedoor.

afterthedoorisopen，thatcrazyguystumblingresindiseasecameinanddidn‘ttaketwostepstofallontheground，thebodyatwitch，wangwangwangwang，peatanding.

oldmamaloosethecopperpipeonthelegsofthewhitedragon，pulledoutthepaperinside.

igawkmotherhandcarrierpigeon，mymemoryisnotaboutitscontent，butcouldseethatitisveryimportanttomom，shouldbewithmyfamilyformanyyears.

listentomomsaiditmadealotofcontribution，oldmamahavefeelingsaboutit，idon‘tknowhowithurtintothisappearancealsocanholdameetmymother.

itcansomebodythereismuchbloodtoflow

itwasjustadream

momreadletternoexpressiononherface，putthelettertothekiddo，kiddojustglancedatfinished，sheissomeworryaboutalookatthemother，motherdidn‘tspeakturnedtolookatthatcrazybodydisease，kiddooutpassbookfireburnedtheletter.

ilowhead，withtail，brainthinkingofpigeonslastlook，icanunderstandthemeaning，ifinallycansafelydead...

yourselfintothispairofdogs，notbecauseofwanttoescape，tmevenasabird!

onthedoorlookingatoldmamatreatmentthatcrazybodydisease，don‘tknowwhenisawhimfromwillnotbeabletospeak，ornowordstosaynow，momcan‘tlearnfromhimtowhat‘shappening，whatfinallyseemstobetoeathimcalmdrug，hewenttoadeepsleep.

kiddotookoutapileofbloodintoavioletblackcloth，don‘tknowwhereheis，willnotbefatal.

hisdogandthelineofsightistoolow，andfinallyknowhowdrab，aworldwithoutthecolorandyournoseisnotsensitivetothepointofveryexaggerated.

greatauntchentooktheclothstripsinpreparingburiedthedrain-pipe，sincerity“closeddoorsarehorses，thatoldhorseeatinggrasssideinclinedstaringatme，nowthistime，thehorseisnoshortageofthingstoeat，isfullofweeds.

ipretendtobecasualstrolldirectlygopast，itsmouthclapclapchewing，eyesfollowedthelineofsightofme.

ifoundthaticanfeeleachother‘sfeelings，asifisbiological，cansecreteakindofpheromonecanbeiread，iknowtheoldhorse，butitiscurioustome，hasbeenwatchingme.

ilookuptoitinthedirectionofthenosesmellafew，veryunpleasantsmell，don‘tknowhowlongitdidn‘ttakeashower...

lookatitbecauseiamclosetoslowdownthespeedofchewing，ipretendinadvertentlyturnleft.

ibegantolookcloselyatthemembersofthefamily，chenneitheragreyjacket，althoughforalongtime，butwithoutthepuddinganddamaged，apairofcottonclothshoesaresomeburrs.

mypointofviewtoseenow，leftlegwhenshewalksabitlame，turnedouttobealame，itisnowonderthatarushtostumble.

familydiethasalwaysbeenagreatauntchenisresponsiblefor，thecorngroundintopowderbyherdoporridge，nowiknow，wherethosevegetables，chenneitherarapeseedboxlikebeansandcabbage，sheplantedinthehousewithwoodenbowlyellowbeansproutsandcabbage.

shesoakedtheyellowbeansproutsonthreeorfourhours，pouroutthewaterwateredtwiceaday，listentoherandsincerity“thelasttimechatsaidbeansproutsofsomeless，nowmanyacrazyresindiseaseandthedogcametoavarietyofsome，zhongsaid“thefastestalsoneedaweektogrow，wedon‘tknowhowlongitwillstay.

thathiddeninmyprincess，afaceofdirty，oftenwithtwoclearnasaldischarge，andnowshe‘sinadditiontothehungrywhenbehindthegreatauntchenass，whentoeattopullmytail.

alsoholdingaroottreeforkspokedmyass...