第八章杨森(2/4)

             “娘就拿着这个把我喂大的啊？”杨森指着木盘里剁碎堆积起来的猪草。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                丽红看着这爷俩噗嗤笑出声了来：“你哪有这待遇。都说你是捡来的孩子了。”
                                                                                                                                                                “哦哦哦，是我记错了，他是接潲水长大的。”长树附和。这夫妻俩有时就像没长大的孩子，开起玩笑来一唱一和着。
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                                                                                杨森也很享受一家人和乐的氛围，仿佛自己还小，爹身体还结实，娘还能那么没心没肺的简单快乐。但是事实却不是这样的，杨森知道到自己不小了，爹也估计也就这样子了，这个家靠怎么能靠娘撑着，这不等于拱手把娘推到了其汉叔那？
                                                                                                                                                                杨森望着这有些年月的老房子，看着爹捧着崩了瓷的搪瓷缸子喝茶，听着娘飞舞的菜刀哆哆哆的剁猪草声，感觉自己该干点什么来证明自己也是个男人，他要养家，要像年轻时的爹那样把娘珍藏在家中，容不得他人亵渎。
                                                                                                                                                                杨森要辍学，想到这里就有些酸楚，那朝夕共处的同龄伙伴们要离别了。杨森甚至想好了如何向其中几个他认为重要的人告别。至于那个该死的英语老师，他会很高傲的在他差异的目光中离开，再也不用看他那崇洋媚外的嘴脸。
                                                                                                                                                                爹腰疼，回房先歇息了。杨森给正在收拾屋子的娘说了自己不打算去城里上高中的想法。娘问他是不是没把握考上高中？
                       

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