1钟晓新接完电话,他一边穿衣服一边朝外张望。天一直阴着,密布的黑云像一个硕大的铁锅,沉沉地扣在城市上空,压得人喘不上来气。这黑乎乎的铁锅好像盛满了水,随时都有倾泻下来的可能。钟晓新从屋里出来,伸手试一试,已经有雨点砸在了手上。他不再犹豫,挥手叫住一辆出租车。医院的病床上父亲闭着眼睛,挂着静点,脸和墙一个颜色。钟晓新有一种预感,这次爸爸恐怕难逃一劫了。钟晓新瞧了瞧身边的老二钟晓田,二人并排站在爸爸面前,低着头,脸上表情都很沉痛。钟晓新心情除了沉痛之外,还惦记着一件事,此前哥俩曾经议论过,都知道父亲有一个小铁盒,里面装着一个传世 1 Zhong Xiaoxin answered the phone, he looked out while wearing clothes. The sky has been cloudy, dense clouds like a huge wok, sinking heavily over the city, the pressure was breathless. This black wok seems to be full of water, pouring down at any time possible. Zhong Xiao Xin came out from the house, try to reach out, there have been raindrops smashed in the hands. He no longer hesitated and waved a taxi. Father of the hospital bed closed eyes, hanging static point, face and wall a color. Zhong Xiao Xin has a hunch, this dad probably could not escape the robbery. Zhong Xiaoxiao looked around the second child Zhong Xiaotian, two standing side by side in front of my father, head down, his face is very painful. Zhong Xiaoxin mood addition to the pain, but also remembered one thing, after the two brothers had discussed, all know that his father has a small tin box, which contains a handed down