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2012-06-01 16:32:27

 Fast the New Year, and father just want to take breath, the city's relatives to get a message, said to move new house, let dad past a helper. Dad kindness, honesty, work be willing to part with or use energy. Relatives have what especially heavy work, can think of dad.
I cried out to go. Dad said, the cold, road and far. My mother says go go, and baby dolls have missed it? City, dad didn't words.
Early in the morning, niang wake dad with me. Niang in my neck when she married article on around the wear red ChouBu, again to my pocket just stopped three out of the pot of NuoMiFan group. Niang finished these, from a piece of black hand to Paris for the five dollars, charged dad buy two jins paper food, and prepare for the new baby dolls scattered, to buy some more kelp, piece of sugar or something. Dad was an honest man. Dad said that the rest of the money to buy me two packs of harvest brand smoke line not? Niang said no, at home there is smoke leaves? I rubbed my eyes, her reddened hands no longer, rob to say to buy me off. Niang wanted to think, dad said, it will be in accordance with baby dolls, the rest of the money you ye love zha zha baby use it with, I'm too lazy to tube.
It's pretty cold outside. The snow, windy. I shiver run over his body. Dad saw, take off the aim of quilted jacket, dressed in my body, we a old a small, covered with snow in the way babbling sound went. Go for a moment, I'm a little bit tired, feel that thin quilted jacket over his shoulders good heavy. Dad gave my back, and I smell a very good smell of sweat taste. Dad's back is very generous, and warm. I feel like a comfortable on the bed, do not for a while, he fell asleep.
Don't know how long, my bottom egg was dad pinched, sour to hurt. I opened my eyes, saw a lot of very high house. Dad said to the county.
Day just bright soon, not many people on the street, everything seems to also sleep in a dream. I'm looking around, think the county no written in the books so busy. Several of the woman dressed in clothes play long walk by and I said how to wear the city dad long the female Taoist grapes? Dad said, a fool, it's not long grapes, is NeZi coat. I look back, still feel that NeZi coat and Taoist priests of long black grapes makes no difference. Go for a moment, I saw a lane that has a few people around a risked the pot in in what to buy. I asked dad, what that is. Dad said it was Fried dough sticks. I said I can eat? Dad said of course can eat. I ask again delicious? Dad said of course good. I took a absorb a nose, indeed as expected a very sweet taste.
It came to distant relatives between. Relative's house is very messy, suit cases here a, where a heap. Relatives asked eaten? Dad said not yet. Relatives frowned, sorry to say that the house last night was pooped out, take you to the museum shop to eat. Dad said not favour not favour, still early, to work, anyway belly also not hungry. Relatives said all right, the new house is not far away from here, in a short while to move over, I'll take you to a few drinks. Dad not the kui is good labor to pick only big heavy guy move. I would also help to do, bottom a set a set to dad behind them. Moved more than half, relatives said to me, little one, very capable. Say that finish plug give me two golden pears, and to give dad two. I a bite, take water straight, with tianjin sweet. The first time I eat so delicious of pear, less than a half of a cigarette of the work, two pear fall the belly. Dad smiling at me, wipe the sweat on his forehead, handed me a. I want to keep the home to eat, but the pear too attractive, I touching several times before, or just swallow it into the stomach.
The noon of things moved out the relative home. The new house is pushed neatly. Big cold day, but his father is sweat. I saw dad sweat bead son splashed down in the several coat ark, the little drops, flash, flash, WuLiang than big wardrobe still bright. The relative to a pot of hot water to dad said, washed my hands, we go out for dinner. Just to go, the door ring crunchy critters firecrackers, a large group of men and women and congratulate our team-mate without ever touching went into the house. Relatives left us, busy dinner party.
Dad took me out of the relatives, came to a on the street. Dad said, hungry. I nodded. Dad said, you eat NuoMiFan group it. My eyes to ask, you help relatives work, he whatever food? Dad said, baby dolls home understand? Don't you see somebody else's favor? Besides, the more strength in the more, we don't care about this. I tiger face, Jue the pout, not to say anything. See me some not happy, dad said, you eat in this group, the father to buy you firecrackers, ok? I opened the smiling face.
Dad, I went from the pocket NuoMiFan group, just some hard, but can eat. I breath finished eat three rice balls, to remember the copy of the dad did eat. Dad came back bought two jins paper food, a pack of kelp, and half a catty with piece of sugar rush liqueur. Dad is very happy to put two letters firecrackers handed to me a short hand. With firecrackers wrapped in red paper, colourful colourful hold to. I am glad to jump straight. I said, dad, call me eat rice ball, are you hungry? Dad said: dad not hungry, dad ate Fried dough sticks.
I don't believe dad said. Dad from his pocket and took out the two root pickles twisted dough-strips, said: a root for you, a root to keep your niang, and one I with the pear eat, good fragrant. I bite twisted dough-strips, and sure enough, it's delicious.
Back home, the day a little black up. Niang expressly for our ye do a grail baby leeks capsicum Fried, and refreshing, and sent food. Dad sighs of relief ate four HaiWan rice.
The second day early in the morning, dad he went up to the mountain to back the wood. Niang came into my room, holding a ya pear, said to me: your father bought a pear to niang, you eat the Chinese New Year, niang not eating this. I looked at the golden pears, want to say something to niang, mouth move, and my throat is hard.
Later noted that again in the hand of the father, father and to niang, niang again to me. We all did not eat. Finally the ya pear rotten.
That year, I'm 12 years old, it is the first time into the city. I wasn't very county a half baekho impression, but I remember the golden pears.
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