2017年春节前,在朋友的婚宴上,我又见到了王小南。碰杯对饮,我俩会心一笑,不约而同地提起40多年前我俩一起喝果子露的那次碰杯。那是1973年一个燥热的伏天,我百无聊赖地翻着小学数学书。妈妈看我抱着书本受罪,说道:“你去拿个茶缸子,我带你去铁丝厂捡煤渣,那里的工人给冰甜水喝。”妈妈拉着一辆装着三只破铁桶的木 Before the Spring Festival 2017, at a friend’s wedding, I met Wang Xiaonan again. Clinking glasses on the drink, we will be a happy smile, invariably filed more than 40 years ago when we drink fruit dew that clink. It was a hot day in 1973, I bummed over elementary school math books. Mother looked at me and held the book and said, “You go and get a tea-pot, and I’ll take you to the wire factory to pick up the cinder, where the workers drink ice and sweet water.” "My mum pulls in a three- wood