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很小的时候,我跟着父亲去旅游。公司组织的带家属旅游,一车人,半车熊孩子。车开到一处停下,加油,旁边有一片菜地,里面种着黄瓜。车门一开,小崽子们嗷一声就冲了下去,大人坐在车上笑嘻嘻地看着,看他们跳下去摘人家地里的黄瓜。我的父亲不说话,我就不敢下去,忍了半天问:“爸,我能一起去摘吗?”他说:“不许去,这是偷。”他徒弟笑嘻嘻挤过来跟我使眼色:“没事,小孩掰几个村里人不说的,小孩能干啥?就摘几个,走走,叔叔抱。”父亲把他推开了,让他自己下去抽烟。
When I was a kid, I went traveling with my father. Travel with family members organized by the company, a car, half-car bear children. The car drove to a stop, gas, next to a piece of vegetable, which planted cucumber. When the door opened, the youngster laughed as soon as they heard it. The adults sat in the car with a smile and looked at them and watched them jump and pick the cucumbers in their fields. My father did not talk, I would not go on, for a long time asked: “Dad, I can pick it together?” “He said:” Do not go, this is a steal. “” His disciple smiled and squeezed over with I make a glare: “All right, the child broke off a few village people do not say, what children can do? Pick a few, walk, uncle hug.” "Father pushed him away, let him go on smoking.