外婆去世那年我还小,虚岁八岁不到,为了能借三姨一家的便利在油田子弟小学读书,我谎报了年龄充十岁,读三年级。记得那是个明媚的上午,我正在学校听课,忽然班主任轻轻敲门同任课的老师在门口说了几句,任课老师点了我名字,示意我走过去。跟着班主任下楼,校门口已经停着车接我。记忆中我似乎没有发问,也许是那种不大自然的气氛让我保持了一路上难得的沉默。车子一路向着郊区驶去,路面开始颠簸,车窗 Grandmother died that year I was young, the imaginary year-old less than eight years old, in order to be able to take the convenience of the Third Uncle aunt in the oil field children primary school, I lie to the age of ten years old, third grade. I remember that it was a bright morning, I was at school, and suddenly the teacher knocked on the door with the teacher said a few words at the door, the teacher instructed my name, indicating that I walked past. With the class teacher downstairs, the school gate has stopped me pick me up. I do not seem to question memory, perhaps the kind of unnatural atmosphere let me maintain a rare silence along the way. The car drove all the way toward the suburbs, the road began to bump, windows