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娘看见孩回来,自是高兴,扑打着身上灰,从阁楼上下来。
                                                                                                                                                                “娘,大热天,上楼忙啥?看热的汗!”伸手捉住娘手,凉丝丝地,传给娘。
                                                                                                                                                                “说来,也过去多年了,不怕人家知道。咱阁楼红薯秧下,藏着两千斤麦子。不翻翻,要晒成灰哩。”
                                                                                                                                                                “放有十来年哩?”
                                                                                                                                                                “可不。这是你祖爷他们留下的。这些年,指靠它们接济哩。”
                                                                                                                                                                “听‘祖爷’多少遍了,娘,你可见过祖爷?”
                                                                                                                                                                “见过,进门一个月,你祖爷、六个祖奶奶,三老爷,十一爷,十四爷,还有几个小叔,才北边去了。自那时,就没有回来过哩。”
                                                                                                                                                                “不会,不会有啥意外哩?”
                                                                                                                                                                “哪能哩。你祖爷做事,那一个稳!都是踩好路了,盘算停当了,才做哩。听驾部老爷讲,好多大事,都是隐秘着。那样乱世,咱家五口人,到七十来口,孩你想想,那事情,会做得小?可惜哩……”
                                                                                                                                                                “娘,您可惜啥?”
                                                                                                                                                                
              

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