母亲真的老了,炒菜不是咸了就是淡了,经常张口就想不起来词,人也变得小心与怀旧,最明显的是她越来越絮叨了,经常,她会突然地讲起一些往事,那些过去的陈旧往事,反反复复自得其乐,不管别人有没有在听。那天,吃着饭,她突然说,你可是坐火车的老油条了。这莫名其妙的一句话让我摸不着头脑。母亲幽幽地说,你两岁半之前,每隔半年就要坐一次火车,当然算是老油条了。那时候我加班多,没时间带你,就把你送回贵阳姥姥家,忙完了再去把你接回来。一听这话茬,我知道接下来 Mother is really old, cooking is not salty is light, often can not remember the words open mouth, people have become careful and nostalgic, the most obvious is that she is more and more verbose, and often, she will suddenly talk about some Past events, those past old events, repeatedly enjoyable, regardless of others are not listening. That day, eating rice, she suddenly said, but you take the train of the dough sticks. This baffling sentence makes me scratching my head. My mother said faintly, before you are two and a half years old, you have to take a train every six months, of course, be considered a dictator. At that time I worked overtime, no time to take you, put you back to Guiyang grandma home, go busy and then take you back. Listen to this stubble, I know the next