第三十四章(5/5)

                                         又坐了快十分钟，老先生的“演讲”戛然而止，看看自己，看看我，又看看手里的水票。这回我眼睛没有看水票，我看的是老先生的眼睛。
                                                                                                                                                                他走过来，拉住我的手，“孩子，谢谢你！我一个月没跟人这样说话了。两个儿子都在国外。
                                                                                                                                                                老板先享福去了。”他微笑着哽咽了一下，“孩子，耽误你干活儿了吧，赶紧走吧！老板要骂你了。呵呵，我这人就是人见人烦！”他那声充满温情的“孩子”让我心里暖洋洋的。
                                                                                                                                                                离开家乡那个小城这么久了，头一次听到有人这么叫我。他把水票塞到我手里。
                                                                                                                                                                我没有起身，“没事儿，我再坐两分钟，这是最后一桶水了。只要没人偷我的自行车就行。”老先生的眉头一下子舒展开了，“放心吧，这家属院儿安全的很！”“孩子，你姓啥！”他温和地问我，顺手递过来一支烟。
                                                                                                                                                                “叫我小胡就行，您呢？”“我姓夏，……”带着所有的空桶回到摩的那儿的时候，已经七点钟了。本来还以为能提前半个小时下班，谁知还推后了半个小时。
                                                                                                                                                                不过，想想夏教授“半白”的头发，值得！没和摩的多罗嗦，我赶快往家赶。儿子肯定还饿着呢。
                                                                                                                                                                洪歌周末晚上多数情况下都在外边吃饭。呵呵，好的很。
                                                                                                                                                                最好她十二点半再回来。