我的奶奶,今年81岁了,是个手脚利落的矮小女人。记得有一次,在一个寒风凛冽的晚上,妈妈带我回家。我还没有吃晚餐,已经困得上眼皮和下眼皮打架了。刚推开家门,一股暖流迎面扑来。奶奶赶紧从厨房跑出来,手里端着一碗热气腾腾的海蛎(lì)面线,嘴里还不停地说着那我还能听懂、却不标准的闽南腔普通话:“晶晶,来吃饭啰!”我打着哈欠,想进屋睡觉,奶奶一把拉住我,牵着我到餐桌前坐下。我不怎么 My grandma, 81 years old this year, is a neat little woman. I remember once, on a cold, windy night, my mom took me home. I have not eaten dinner, have been trapped on the eyelids and fight under the eyelids. Just opened the door, a warm stream lunged forward. Grandma ran out of the kitchen quickly, his hand carrying a bowl of steaming oyster noodles, his mouth still kept talking that I can understand, but not standard Taiwanese cavity Mandarin: “Crystal Crystal, to eat Hello! ”I yawned, want to go to bed, my grandma pulled me, took me to the table and sat down. I do not know how