第十二章潜性(5/6)

                                                                                                                      “野逼养的货，可抓住你了。”兜头两巴掌扇过，手里孩“哇哇”大哭。
                                                                                                                                                                “哭，哭死你。队里的桃子老丢，就该你家赔哩！啪——”
                                                                                                                                                                “哇哇，疼死哩——”脸上粘上血色，滴答滴答往下滴。
                                                                                                                                                                “死了还喊啪——”
                                                                                                                                                                其他几个小孩停下，捡拾土坷垃扔过去，远，跌落墙上，又蹦下来。
                                                                                                                                                                “你们几个过来，每人三巴掌——”
                                                                                                                                                                啊，短裤头们赶紧跑，不顾后面“哇哇”声。
                                                                                                                                                                刘作伐见黑茄子脸恁狠心，侧身弹出石头子，黑茄子脸又扬起手，“哎唷”腿一软，坐个屁股墩，手里的孩，趁机连滚带爬，窜远了，“你个老逼，俺回来打你孙——”
                                                                                                                                                                刘作伐摇摇头，都是饿的闹的。不过，下午四点放学，离天黑睡觉，还有五个来小时，不找点事做做，大白天，这孩子们干啥？
                                                                                                                                                                “刘作伐，你得了摇头病？”
                                                                                           

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