“酒干倘卖无,酒干倘卖无……”听着电视剧《搭错车》的主题曲,我哭了,不仅是因为那血浓于水的亲情,还有那一声吆喝。依稀记得,童年时,大街小巷里,充满了吆喝声,此起彼伏,很热闹。或许是我爱吃爆米花的缘故,小时的我最期盼的就是那吆喝:“崩爆米花喽,崩爆米花喽……”每每听到那熟悉的吆喝声,我就高兴得一蹦三尺高,总是第一个飞出门外,在崩爆米花的地方等爷爷奶奶把玉米抱来,村里 “If drunk without wine, dried wine if no ...... ” Listen to the TV series “take the wrong car,” the theme song, I cried, not only because of those blood thicker than the water of the family, there is crying. Vaguely remember that childhood, the streets, filled with cries, one after another, very lively. Perhaps I love to eat popcorn sake, the hour I most look forward to is that shouted: “popcorn myself, popcorn myself ... ... ” Every time I heard the familiar shout, I was happy Bouncing three feet high, always the first fly out the door, in the collapse of popcorn and other grandparents to hold the corn, the village