不敢忘那个时间点。2005年的一天,我在西海固一个叫芦子沟的山沟里一户农民家里做媳妇。我的日常和文学和小说丝毫不沾边。做饭洗衣扫屋子烧水填炕伺候老人,有空去婆婆屋里坐坐听大家说些家长里短,农忙的时候成天在外面忙,天黑背回来一身泥水。就在这样的日子里,接到了一个电话。找我,约稿。电话里的人说是《回族文学》的主编李明。那时候我还没学会接电话,拿起话筒就紧张,不知道说什么。对方 I can not forget that time. One day in 2005, I was a daughter-in-law at a farmer’s home in a ravine called Luzigou in Xihaigu. My daily routine and novels and novels are not detached. Cooking laundry sweeping the house hot water filling kang to serve the elderly, free time to sit in the house to listen to everyone listening to parents in the short, busy all day busy outside, back to a muddy water. On such days, I received a call. Find me People on the phone say that Li Ming, editor in chief of Hui Literature. At that time I have not learned to answer the phone, pick up the microphone on the tension, I do not know what to say. other side