节气到立冬,雨一场接一场,气温直线下降,和老彭的心情一样。这几天再也不用风风火火地张罗着上下班,突然闲下来的他里屋走到外屋,手都不知道往哪搁。老彭的老伴嫌他晃得自己头晕,便唠唠叨叨,老彭更觉无奈,习惯性的往衣袋里掏烟,掏了半天没找着,才想起烟都被自己扔泥塘里了,看着瓦屋不断线的雨珠,老彭长长地叹了口气。老彭是煤矿机电队的一名水泵司机,平时工作认真,已 Solar term to winter, rain after another, the temperature plummeted, and the same feelings of Lao Peng. These days no longer have the all-encompassing rush to and from get off work, and suddenly idle his house went to the house, hands do not know where to put. Lao Peng’s wife suspected he was shaking his own dizzy, then nagging Laopin feel more helpless habitual pocket to dig cigarettes, dig for a long time did not find it, just think of smoke are throwing their own mud pond, and looked Tile House continuous line of raindrops, Lao Peng long sigh. Lao Peng is a pump driver of mine mechanical and electrical team, usually working seriously