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一星期六的晚上,老三打电话过来说,小蚊子失踪了。小蚊子是我弟弟。确切地说,是我同父异母的弟弟。这不是小蚊子第一次玩失踪,我没有太大的震动,只简短地敷衍了老三几句,便挂了电话继续往嘴里塞饭。我妈没有被我的淡定蒙骗,探询的眼光跟了过来。小蚊子怎么了?是老几来的电话?她凑上来问。我妈来我家住了已经快小半年了。她不是来我家走亲戚的,而是在老家待不下去了,来我家“避难”的。好家伙,现在小蚊子也学着我妈闹这出了。没事,老三就问问你过得好不好,说小蚊子想你了。我
On the Saturday night, the third son called to say that the little mosquito was missing. Little mosquito is my brother. Exactly, my half brother. This is not a small mosquito for the first time to play missing, I do not have much vibration, just briefly perfunctory a few of the third, they hung up the phone to continue to mouth stuffed. My mom was not deceived by my calm, inquiring eyes came with. What’s wrong with the mosquito? My mom came to my house for almost six months. She is not coming to my house to go relatives, but can not stay at home, to my house “asylum ”. Good guy, now a small mosquito also learn my mother downtown this out. Nothing, youngest asked to ask you how good, that a small mosquito miss you. I