腊月这天,银地醒来赖着不起床,蜷在被窝里赌气。昨夜,银地囔囔要和母亲睡,不等母亲开口,金地张口就拒绝:“那怎么行,踢着妈妈肚子可了不得。”银地翻了金地一眼:“要你管?”母亲放下碗,并不说话,腮帮子一鼓一鼓,慢慢咀嚼着嘴里的食物,像极了家里待产反刍的老母羊。“再说,夜里 On the twelfth lunar month, Silverland wakes up and does not get up, curling up in the blanket. Last night, the silver 囔 囔 want to sleep with his mother, ranging from the mother’s mouth, gold mouth refused: ”That’s how, kicking mom stomach no.“ Silver turned a golden one: ”want you to control? “Mother put down the bowl, did not speak, cheeks drums, slowly chewing his mouth food, like most of the home ready for cuddly old ewe. ”Again, at night