三佬爷爷去世那年,我七岁。回忆三佬爷爷,形象不太清晰,但有两点,我记得很牢。一是他的手腕上的一块伤疤,二是他献给政府的一杆洋枪。疤和枪我都见过,疤和枪的故事却是后来听爷爷讲的。那块伤疤,在三佬爷爷的左手腕上。他让我看时,人老了,皮包骨头,打着皱折,痕迹不明显。虽然像牛眼珠那么大,但看不出有么子稀罕。他说是枪子打的,我 Sanduo Grandpa died that year, I was seven years old. Recall Sanduo Grandpa, the image is not clear, but there are two points, I remember very firmly. One is a scar on his wrist and the other is a gun he offered to the government. Scar and gun I have seen, the story of the scar and gun was later heard Grandpa speak. The scars, in the three men’s grandfather’s left wrist. When he showed me, people were old, skinny, wrinkled, and the signs were not obvious. Although as large as bull’s eye beads, but can not see what is rare. He said it was a gun shot, me