胖胖已经经历过两个亲人的死亡了。第一个人是我的奶奶,他的曾外祖母。年届八十的奶奶因患脑瘤而卧床经年,去世前夕,我带胖胖去看她,她看着胖胖,吃力地笑道:胖胖。老婆婆(我们那里对曾外祖母的称呼),你怎么了?有病了。你想睡了?胖胖注意到了奶奶沉重的眼睑。奶奶点点头。等医生给你打完针,你就可以睡了。他说,一边用一只手拍打着奶奶的被子,仿佛奶奶是个孩子,需 Fat has experienced the death of two loved ones. The first one is my grandmother, his once grandmother. Eighty year old grandmother suffering from brain tumors and years of bed, on the eve of his death, I took fat to see her, she looked fat, laugly laughed: fat. Granny (where we used to call my grandmother), what happened? Do you want to sleep? Fat pay attention to my grandmother heavy eyelids. Grandma nodded. When the doctor gives you a needle, you can sleep. He said, with one hand flapping his grandmother’s quilt, as if grandma was a child, needed