寻常的一天,天气渐寒,所幸出了太阳。敏婆婆简单地吃了点早饭,扫好地,习惯性地抹净桌椅及仅有的几件老家具,然后,把床上的几本书收进床头书柜。趁中午暖和,烧水洗了一个澡。下午,太阳拖着长长的影子,她收叠好晾在外面的衣服,将长竹竿安靠在屋檐下。傍晚时分,她颤着手脚,赔着小心给十几盆花浇好了水,不干也不湿,娇贵一点的,她挪蹭着步子,照旧搬进了室内。5点半左右,她按钟点吃晚饭。既不像节俭时,只煮几片捡来的带点虫迹的菜叶;也不像犒劳自己时,一餐炖一只两斤来重的母鸡。她喝了一碗蛋汤,收拾好橱柜,用干净的 Ordinary day, the weather getting cold, but fortunately the sun. Sensitive mother simply ate breakfast, sweep the floor, habitually wipe the tables and chairs and only a few pieces of old furniture, and then, a few books on the bed into the bedside bookcase. Take advantage of noon warm, boiled water bath. Afternoon, the sun dragged a long shadow, she received a good stack of clothes hanging outside, the long bamboo pole under the eaves. In the evening, she trembled, lost care to pour a dozen potted water, dry or wet, delicate, she moved on pace, still moved into the interior. At half past five, she had dinner by the hour. Not as frugal, only a few pieces of pick up a few insects pick up the leaves; nor reward themselves, a stew a kilogram to heavy hen meal. She drank a bowl of egg soup, packed the cabinets, with a clean