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四五岁的时候,叔叔带回一个老婆婆,说是奶奶的一个亲戚。我上下打量了一番,她穿得破破烂烂,衣服上七八个洞,头发又长又乱。她咧嘴对我笑,下面的两颗门牙没了,还一脸皱纹,活像一个老巫婆。“她几个儿子都死了,要在我们家住一段时间,等她小女儿回来就走。”叔叔瞥了她一眼。她住在楼梯底下的小房间,平时家里人都不理她,只在吃饭的时候叫一声。一天家里没人,我溜进她的屋子。“你好!”她转身说:“你好!”我挪到桌子旁
At the age of four or five, my uncle brought back an old lady and said she was a relative of her grandmother. I looked up and down a bit, she was wearing tattered clothes on the seven or eight holes, hair and chaos. She grinned at me, the two front incisors were gone, wrinkled, like an old witch. “Several of her sons are dead, and I have to stay in our family for some time before her little daughter comes back.” “Uncle glanced at her. She lived in a small room under the stairs, usually ignore the family people, only called when eating. No one day at home, I slipped into her room. ”Hello! “ She turned and said: ”Hello! " I moved to the table