一20多年前,在农村老家婚礼上我认识了大奎。他那年才十五六岁,墩实的身材配上又黑又圆的脸庞,典型的农村小车轴汉子。也许我是那里唯一穿“娇衫”(当时一种时髦的T恤衫),腰里挂手机的城里人。大奎主动与我套近乎,但他一嘴的河南腔令我有些生厌。但碍于他是娘家亲戚,只好跟他敷衍几句,最后他要去了我的手机号码,我也只好对他说些“以后有事尽管去找我”的客套话。我在城里三角地经营着一家小烧烤店。 More than 20 years ago, I met Dakui at the rural home wedding. He was fifteen years old that year, with the tall solid body coupled with a dark and round face, a typical rural ax ax. Maybe I was the only city guy there wearing a “Joker” (then a trendy T-shirt) and a cell phone hanging around her waist. Dakui voluntarily set me up with me, but he gave me some nausea in his mouth. However, due to his relatives, he had no choice but to perfunctory him a few words, and finally he wanted to go to my cell phone number, I had to say something to him, “after all things though to find me” polite words. I run a small barbecue in the triangle in town.