我们村有六个村民小组,上千口子人哩。人多事杂,死人的事一月半月总有一例,偏偏喜林的死把我的心头扎疼了,把一个噩梦留在了脑子里,想起来是一件很奇怪的事。如果不是母亲突然去世,我跟他是两条道上跑的车,总在擦肩而过。对于喜林的死恐怕村子里没几个人在意,甚至还有人在暗暗高兴,譬如喜林媳妇,譬如 Our village has six villagers groups, thousands of people miles. There are always many things in the world. There is always one case in January and a half in the dead. It is a strange thing to remember that I was hurt by the death of Xilin and kept a nightmare in my head. If not a sudden death of his mother, I told him to run on both roads of the car, always pass. For the death of Xilin afraid few people care about the village, and even some people are secretly happy, such as Xi Lin daughter-in-law, such as