第十八章 (第3/3页)

disease，kiddooutpassbookfireburnedtheletter.

    Ilowhead，withtail，brainthinkingofpigeonslastlook，Icanunderstandthemeaning，Ifinallycansafelydead...

    Yourselfintothispairofdogs，notbecauseofwanttoescape，Tmevenasabird!

    Onthedoorlookingatoldmamatreatmentthatcrazybodydisease，don‘tknowwhenIsawhimfromwillnotbeabletospeak，ornowordstosaynow，momcan‘tlearnfromhimtowhat‘shappening，whatfinallyseemstobetoeathimcalmdrug，hewenttoadeepsleep.

    Kiddotookoutapileofbloodintoavioletblackcloth，don‘tknowwhereheis，willnotbefatal.

    Hisdogandthelineofsightistoolow，andfinallyknowhowdrab，aworldwithoutthecolorandyournoseisnotsensitivetothepointofveryexaggerated.

    GreatauntChentooktheclothstripsinpreparingburiedthedrain-pipe，sincerity“closeddoorsarehorses，thatoldhorseeatinggrasssideinclinedstaringatme，nowthistime，thehorseisnoshortageofthingstoeat，isfullofweeds.

    Ipretendtobecasualstrolldirectlygopast，itsmouthclapclapchewing，eyesfollowedthelineofsightofme.

    IfoundthatIcanfeeleachother‘sfeelings，asifisbiological，cansecreteakindofpheromonecanbeIread，Iknowtheoldhorse，butitiscurioustome，hasbeenwatchingme.

    Ilookuptoitinthedirectionofthenosesmellafew，veryunpleasantsmell，don‘tknowhowlongitdidn‘ttakeashower...

    LookatitbecauseIamclosetoslowdownthespeedofchewing，Ipretendinadvertentlyturnleft.

    Ibegantolookcloselyatthemembersofthefamily，Chenneitheragreyjacket，althoughforalongtime，butwithoutthepuddinganddamaged，apairofcottonclothshoesaresomeburrs.

    Mypointofviewtoseenow，leftlegwhenshewalksabitlame，turnedouttobealame，itisnowonderthatarushtostumble.

    FamilydiethasalwaysbeenagreatauntChenisresponsiblefor，thecorngroundintopowderbyherdoporridge，nowIknow，wherethosevegetables，Chenneitherarapeseedboxlikebeansandcabbage，sheplantedinthehousewithwoodenbowlyellowbeansproutsandcabbage.

    Shesoakedtheyellowbeansproutsonthreeorfourhours，pouroutthewaterwateredtwiceaday，listentoherandsincerity“thelasttimechatsaidbeansproutsofsomeless，nowmanyacrazyresindiseaseandthedogcametoavarietyofsome，zhongsaid“thefastestalsoneedaweektogrow，wedon‘tknowhowlongitwillstay.

    Thathiddeninmyprincess，afaceofdirty，oftenwithtwoclearnasaldischarge，andnowshe‘sinadditiontothehungrywhenbehindthegreatauntChenass，whentoeattopullmytail.

    Alsoholdingaroottreeforkspokedmyass...