依稀记得那是三十多年前的一个冬天,傍晚的时候母亲把我叫到身边,从仅有的几张皱巴巴的钞票里找出两毛钱让我去买点酱油,我知道这是为父亲治病而东借西凑来的,生活虽然紧张,可生活的必需品是无法节省的。外边的雪已经停了,老天还在呼呼地喘着粗气,落光了叶子的老槐树在寒风中打着哆嗦,天空依然阴沉着脸好像谁得罪了他似的。我踩在雪上,发出“咯吱咯吱”的声响。街边靠近老槐树的房沿下,一个衣衫褴褛 Vaguely remember that it was a winter more than 30 years ago, in the evening my mother called me around, only a few crumpled banknotes to find out two cents for me to buy some soy sauce, I know this is When his father healed the disease and brought it from the west, the necessities of life can not be saved though the life is tense. Outside the snow has stopped, God still whistling gas, falling out of the leaves of the old locust tree shivering in the cold, the sky is still gloomy as if he offended him. I step on the snow and send a “creak” sound. The street near the old locust tree house along the bottom, a ragged