傍晚,我在妇幼保健院碰见卷毛,愣了一下,说:“你怎么来了?”“我老婆生孩子,七斤八两,女孩。”卷毛长黑脸让欢喜膨胀成大南瓜,竖眼弯作一牙月亮,含混不清地说。“老婆?”我讶异地伸出手指,指着他胸口。“不是原来那个,那个,走了,又找了一个,”卷毛的笑明显勉强。“哦!”卷毛是我父母家第二任房客。我们兄弟姐妹成家后都住到外头,二老守着城西一幢二层老楼房,一楼大门旁一间房清空了租出去, In the evening, I met the curls at the MCH, and froze for a moment and said: “How did you come?” “My wife has children, seven or eight, two girls.” Into a big pumpkin, vertical eyes bent for a tooth moon, vaguely said. “Wife? ” I surprised his fingers, pointing to his chest. “Not the original, that, gone, and found one, ” curl laugh obviously reluctantly. “Oh! ” Curl is the second guest of my parents’ house. After our brothers and sisters are married to live outside, two guarding the west of a two-story building, the first floor door next to a room emptied out to rent,