1三伏天终于来了。愣木代坐在阳光下,没有操心泡在缸里的那些羊皮,没有了昔日在伏天里表现出来的种种兴奋,他坐在门前的石台阶上,双手紧紧压住斧刃,认真仔细地磨着那把板斧。旁边是一个古旧的印有“红太阳”三个字的搪瓷盆子,盆子的边缘爬满了苍蝇。阳光暖和, A dog day finally came. Stunned wood sitting in the sun, did not worry about those bubbles in the cylinder of those sheepskin, without the exuberance of the past days in Volt, he sat on the stone steps in front of his hands tightly pressed ax, careful carefully Grind that plate ax. Next to it is an old enamelled pot with the words “Red Sun”, the edges of which are covered with flies. Warm sunshine,