那时,太阳初初升起,厨房里蒸汽氤氲,生活顿现暖意。徐大桥平静地走进后厨,从面袋下面抽出一把切馒头的钝刀,缓缓走向外面切菜的巨大砧板。我顿生警觉,就在我要扑向他时,但见他对天伸出左手的食指中指,眯缝着老眼看了看,仿佛告别仪式。然后迅速地将这两根无辜的指头,平放在砧板上,右手电光石火般一刀轰然剁下,两根手指射箭一样飞出去老远。先看见白生生的指骨茬,瞬间鲜血喷薄而出。 At that time, the sun rose at the beginning, steaming in the kitchen, life was warm now. Xu Bridge calmly into the back of the kitchen, pulled out from the surface of the bag a steamed bun blunt knife, slowly toward the outside of a large cutting board cutting board. When I was about to shoot at him, I was alert to see the middle finger of his index finger that stretched out his left hand toward the sky. He narrowed his eyes and looked as though he said goodbye to the ceremony. Then quickly put these two innocent fingers flat on the chopping block, the right hand flash of light stone chopped off under the knife, two fingers archery fly out all the way. First see Bai Shengzhi’s pharynx stubble, an instant blood gushing out.