听奶奶说,我出生后大概两个多月,爸妈便和年轻人一起南下打工了;我搬进了爷爷奶奶的家里。爷爷在的时候,家里靠制作面条维持生计。每到农忙时节,爷爷挑稻谷的箩筐就会成为我的摇篮,扁担则变成我的木马。在我的记忆中,爷爷似乎很快就没了,永远地离开了老屋。屋里便只剩下了我和? Listening to my grandmother, about two months after I was born, my parents and my youth went to work together. I moved into my grandparents’ home. When Grandpa was there, the family lived by making noodles. In every busy season, Grandpa picks up the rice basket and becomes my cradle, and the pole bear becomes my Trojan horse. In my memory, Grandpa seemed to be gone soon and left the old house forever. Only me and the rest of the house?