小丫还在兜着尿布满地爬的时候,就记得她的外公总是坐在门槛上,端着一碗茶,哼着花灯看着她笑。当小丫长成了一个扎着冲天鬏的黄毛丫头,就攥着外公的衣角,嚷着要喝茶。外公支不住折腾,只好倒给她一碗。小丫现在都还记得,只是抿了一口,自己就嘴一瘪,顺地一坐,仰天而泣——那茶苦得就像硬生生被塞了一把板蓝根! Xiaoya is still wearing a diaper climbing all the time, I remember her grandfather always sitting on the threshold, carrying a bowl of tea, humming lantern watching her laugh. When Xiaoya grow into a ruddy yellow hairy girl, clutching his grandfather’s clothes, cried to drink tea. Grandpa can not afford to toss, had poured her a bowl. Xiaoya now still remember, just a sip, his own mouth a deflated, sit down, sobbing - that bitter tea was like being slaughtered a Banlangen!