大姨坐在炕沿,和盘腿坐在炕上缠棉线的母亲闲聊,大姨说了许多日子旮旯角的事以后,突然说到房子的事。房子在她嘴里显然是个燃烧她情绪的词语,但她不知道,房子两个字却深深刺痛了我——母亲看了我一眼,眼里的哀怨,是一把把切割我的匕首,我夺门而逃。走出好远我又拐回去,从楼板上拿了一个竹提篮,趔趔趄趄往山上去。捡地软是借口,我主要是到山顶找那块干净的大石板,把这疲惫遭罪的身体安放上去,让山风吹来,吹干我 Aunt sitting on the kang edge, and sitting cross-legged on the kang wring cotton mother chatter, aunt said many days after the horns thing, suddenly said that the house thing. The house in her mouth is obviously a burning words of her emotions, but she did not know, but the words of the house was deeply hurt me - the mother looked at me, sad eyes, is a cut my dagger I fled the door. Out of the far away I turn back again, took a bamboo basket from the floor, 趔 趔 趄 趄 Go up the hill. Soft ground is an excuse to pick up, I mainly to the top to find a piece of clean big stone, put the body tired tired suffer up, let the mountain breeze, blow me