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像一只中弹的麻雀,郑家老爷子从屋顶一头栽下来笔直地戳在地上,又像一注牛粪软软地瘫下来,死了。多数人猜想老爷子是天快亮还在梦游,在梦里上房子登高望远找他的儿子。可是一直到午后只有两个闺女守在跟前“咿咿呀呀”哭,那单调的女声告诉乡邻,郑家的独种儿子永远不回来了,那孩子像大闹天宫的孙悟空,十几岁就一个斤头翻到云里,二十来年连个口信都没捎过。二日的傍午,一辆银灰小车蛇样悄然游进村口,
Like a shot sparrow, Father Cheng from the roof planted straight down on the ground, like a note of cow dung softly paralyzed, died. Most people suspect that Father is bright day is still sleepwalking in the dream house astronomically looking for his son. But until the afternoon only two girls keep in front of crying, monotonous female voice told the neighbors, the only son of Zheng never come back, that child like Monkey King Monkey Temple, a dozen A year old on top of a catty turned to the clouds, twenty years did not even take a message. On the 2nd of the afternoon, a silver car snake quietly swim into the village mouth,