蹬三轮车是个苦差事,而蹬三轮车的女人,更多一份艰辛。 那年冬天,一个风雪交加的晚上,我在建宁县城开会,刚从热腾腾的宴会厅出来,一股刺骨的寒风夹杂着雪花扑面而来,我禁不住打了个寒颤。茫然四顾,见一辆三轮车飞快驰来,心中一阵欣喜。招手间,似乎听到后面有隐约的喊骂声。因赶着要去看一个朋友,也未细想,抬腿就上了车:“到郊外！”借着昏黄的路灯,才看清楚蹬三轮车的是个约模三十多岁的女人。 Pedaling tricycle is a chore, and pedal tricycle woman, a more hard. That winter, a snowy night, I met in Jianning County, just out from the hot ballroom, a biting cold mixed with snow blowing, I could not help but shuddered. At a loss, I saw a tricycle flying fast, my heart burst of joy. Squats, seems to hear behind the vague shouting. Due to rush to see a friend, did not ponder, lift the leg on the car: “To the suburbs!” By dim street lights, just see the pedal tricycle is about a woman in her 30s.