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那年我七岁。三哥指着我的碗说:“你的碗漏了!”我不信,抬起碗看。三哥说:“看看,还有汤淌出来呢。”我把碗扣过来查看,汤洒了一桌子。妈妈问原因,三哥笑得前仰后合,我才知道上当。没打,也没训,妈妈从此知道:她的女儿是个傻大姐。十六岁时二婶来,我盛饭。二婶叮咛:“少盛点儿,小半碗就够了。”
That year I was seven years old. Third Brother pointed at my bowl and said: “Your bowl is missing!” I do not believe, lift the bowl to see. Third Brother said: “Look, there is soup dripping out. ” I buckle over to view, soup spilled a table. Mother asked the reason, Sanxiao smile together, I just know fooled. Did not fight, nor training, my mother knew: her daughter is a silly big sister. Two aunt when I was sixteen, I filled the rice. Two Aunt caution: “less Sheng point, a small bowl is enough. ”