没奶的孩子才会哭村庄不大,只有几十户人家。爷爷在的时候,村庄比现在还要小,整个村子坐落在一个四季有风的黄土塬上。在我的记忆中,村庄里几乎天天刮风,时大时小,在村庄错综复杂的巷道里盲目地穿行。我是爷爷的长孙,出生在爷爷家的老院子里。爷爷有七个儿子、一个女儿。父亲是爷爷的长子,我有六个叔叔、一个姑姑。从爷爷这条根上算起,我的家族就有六十几口人,占全村人口的三分之一。我出生在老院子的土箍窑里。爷爷的亲妹妹、我的姑奶 No milk child will cry little village, only dozens of families. Grandpa at the time, the village is smaller than it is now, the entire village is located in a seasons loess plateau. In my memory, the village is almost always windy, sometimes small, traveling blindly in the village’s intricate roadway. I am Grandpa’s grandchildren, was born in the grandfather’s house in the old yard. Grandpa has seven sons and one daughter. My father is the grandfather’s eldest son, I have six uncle, an aunt. From the very beginning of my grandfather, my family has about 60 people, accounting for one-third of the village’s population. I was born in the old yard soil hoop kiln. Grandpa’s sister, my auntie