一早的,李老歪手里摩挲个小石头,秃鹫般蹲在屋子前,心说,她肯定不会来了。冬天了,土也冻得石头蛋子般瓷实了,她还来干吗?李老歪突然恨恨地捏了一把腿边的狗。狗“嗷”地一叫,倏地跑开了,站在不远的地方,委屈地看着他。李老歪看一眼手里的石头,就盯住了那条小路。 Early in the morning, Li Laocai hands rubbing a small stone, vulture-like squatting in front of the house, the heart said she certainly will not come. Winter, the soil is also frozen stone egg-like porcelain, and she came? Li Laochu suddenly bitterly pinched a leg of the dog. Dog “嗷 ” a call, run away, standing not far away, looked at him aggrievedly. Li Laocai look at the stone in his hand, pegged to that path.