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今天家里来了个陌生叔叔,穿着蓝色的西服,夹个大黑包——就是爸爸去编辑部时常夹的那种。奇怪的是,他头上一根毛也没有,就像一个光溜溜的大灯泡：身后还跟着两个大胡子叔叔,也穿着蓝西服,不过头上戴着墨镜,起码比他高半个头,我只好仰起脑袋——仿佛晚上看星星——望着他们,他俩就像电视里的铁面杀手,渗着寒气。那秃头叔叔摸摸我的头,问爸爸,晓军几岁了?爸爸眉开眼笑,说,呵呵,三岁。我惊诧极了,爸爸知道我三岁,妈妈知道我三岁,爷爷奶奶幼儿园阿姨小朋友都知道我三岁,这个叔叔竟然不知,真是天大的怪事!
Today came a strange uncle at home, dressed in a blue suit and carrying a big black bag - the kind that Daddy often went to the editorial department. Strangely enough, there was no hair on his head, like a naked light bulb: behind him were two bearded uncles, dressed in blue suits, but wearing sunglasses on his head, at least half a head higher than him. They had to raise their heads - as if they were watching the stars at night - and looked at them. They were like iron trappers on television, seeping through the cold. The bald uncle touched my head and asked my father how Xiaojun was. Dad grinned and said, Oh, three years old. I was terribly amazed. My father knew that I was three years old and my mother knew that I was three years old. My grandparents nursery aunts and children knew that I was three years old. This uncle even did not know it. It was such a strange thing!