记得是1986年12月27日晚上,因为第二天我结婚,家里人商量由我和自幼时的“发小儿”一起去大北窑姑姑家接我的奶奶。我俩出门时已经9点多了,我的“发小儿”多喝了几杯,摇摇晃晃地跟着我往街上走,准备打个“的”。那时出租车还不象现在这么多,偶尔有一辆停下,司机注意到我们浑身酒气,舌头发硬的状态,推脱几句,撒“腿”就跑。就这样,十几分钟过去了,也没打上车。我俩正着急呢,忽见一辆小车打着转向灯朝胡同口驶来,在楼前停下。这时,我的“发小儿”已不顾一切地冲上去,躬着身子朝车里喊 I remember in the evening of December 27, 1986, because the next day I was married, the family members discussed with me and my “child” from my childhood to go to my grandmother’s house. When we went out, we were already at 9 o’clock, and my “hair-raising” drank a few more, and staggered with me to go down the street in preparation for a “”. At that time, the taxi was not as much as it is now. Occasionally, one stopped and the driver noticed that we were covered in alcohol and had a stiff tongue. In this way, ten minutes passed, did not hit the car. We are in a hurry, suddenly saw a car hitting the turn signal toward the alley mouth, stopped in front of the building. At this time, my “hair children ” has rushed to desperate, bowing body toward the car