一个周末的下午,邻居家的几个孩子都聚到我家里玩。孩子们一边玩耍,一边还像燕子一样唧唧喳喳地说个没完。我在厨房里做家务,时而又隔着玻璃窗看看他们。“你们知道我是怎么来的吗？”7岁的小胖墩彬彬神秘地向小伙伴们发问。“不知道。”其他的几个孩子齐声回答他。“告诉你们吧,我是妈妈在小区门口拣来的。”彬 One weekend afternoon, a few children in my neighbors gathered in my house to play. Children play while chatting like swallows. I do housework in the kitchen, sometimes looking at them through the glass window. “Do you know how I came from?” The 7-year-old chubby Bin Bin mysteriously asked his companions. “I do not know.” Several other children answered him in unison. “Tell you, I’m the mother picked up in front of the district.” Bin