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中午,我和爸爸去楼下的小饭店,点了两碗米线。我刚吃了几口,看见从门外走进一对夫妻,女的是个盲人,男的是个瘸子。他们轻轻地推门进来,也许是饿的,男的眼里露出高兴的神色。在男人的搀扶下,女人摸索着坐到我对面的位置上,我上下打量着他们,一个满身补丁,另一个手里握着一把二胡,大概是街上卖艺的吧。“豆花米线,两个!”男人将陈旧的二胡靠在墙角,大声地向店员说道。又轻声嘱咐女人:“你好好坐着,我上个厕所去。”女人点了点头:“你去吧。”男人经过收银台时,只
Noon, my father and I went downstairs to the small restaurant, ordered two bowls of rice noodles. I just ate a few mouthfuls and saw a couple walking outside. The woman was blind and the man was a lame. They gently pushed the door in, maybe hungry, and the man’s eyes showed a happy look. Under the help of a man, the woman groping and sitting across from me, I looked up and down at them, one covered with patches, the other holding a pair of erhu, probably on the street to entertain. “Bean curd noodles, two! ” The man put the old erhu in the corner, said to the clerk loudly. And softly asked the woman: “You sit well, I go to the toilet. ” The woman nodded: “You go. ” When the man passes the cashier only