初为人父时,一个粉嘟嘟的肉团儿,蠕在怀里,就浑身发抖。肉团儿老是哭。老人看不过,说,你抱得太紧了。还是不敢松一松,双臂僵着,怕滑落下去。到家后报喜,丈母娘一脸歉意,问,高兴不,给生个闺女?我笑笑,心里暗想:给个儿子,老子不 As a father in the beginning, a pink toot child group, creeping in his arms, trembling. Meat balls always cry. The old man can not read, say, you are too tight. Still dare to loose pine, arms stiff, afraid to slip down. After arriving home, annunciation, wife and mother look of apology, asked, happy not to give birth to a girl? I smile, my heart thought: to a son, I do not