王守业说起来,王守业算是奶奶家邻居。奶奶家住在半岛南头第一排。再往南,就是方塘。方塘不是方的,而是一个长条,越过方塘边上稀溜溜的芦苇,往南,就是海。夏天南风一吹,海沿上鱼虾蟹子,臭的,没臭的,各种味儿卷在一起,就直接扑上饭桌儿了。干嚼馒头,就着那味儿,等于蘸着鱼肝油了。王守业家比奶奶家还往南。他家房子破得很,门上却挂着锁,两边 Wang Shouye speaking, Wang Shouye be my grandmother’s neighbor. Grandma lives in the first row of the peninsula south. Further south, is the square pond. Fang Fang is not a square, but a long strip, crossed the pond on the side of the thin reed, south, is the sea. Summer southerly winds, the sea along the shrimp and crabs, stinky, smelly, all kinds of taste rolled together, set foot directly on the table children. Dry chewing bread, that taste, equal to dipped in cod-liver oil. Wang Shou pro-home than the grandma also south. His house was broken, but the door was locked, both sides