土豆土豆,不是他的大号,是他的小名儿。他娘生他那天,他爹正在自留地里刨土豆。他们家孩子多,日子过得紧巴,揪块菜叶盖不住腚,年年不等新粮食上场就断了顿,那年月,家家都在自留地里栽土豆,在粮食接不上捻儿的日子里,顶挺大事儿。在雅漠营子,数土豆他们家栽的土豆多。孩子多了,就显不出金贵,土豆是他们家的第七个孩子,所以二丫头来报信儿的时候,土豆他爹就没当多大事儿。等他爹把一担子土豆挑回家的 Potatoes Potatoes, not his large size, is his name. His mother was born on his day, his father is digging potatoes in their own plots. Their families have many children, their days are tighter, and they can not cover the leaves of a row of cantaloupe. Every year, new food comes on and breaks off every year. In that year and every year, all families planted potatoes in their own plots. Twisting children’s days, top things. Yayoi Yingzi, a few potatoes planted their potatoes and more. Children more, it shows no Jingui, potatoes is their home’s seventh child, so when the two girls to declare their children, potatoes, his father did not matter much. Wait for his father to pick up a burden of potato back home