1秋天田地里的工作一完成,胡三就闲下来了。从现在开始,离下一个春还远着哪,离下一个秋更远哩。胡三瞅瞅自己的一双长满着老茧的大手,跟女人说:“接下来再做啥呢?”他按着一只一只凸出来的老茧,有些担心。“我这茧,三天不劳动,就会变软。我不想让它们变软了。”胡三说,“接下来我再做啥哩?”女人说:“干啥,问我?我又不是村长。”胡三就去找 When the work in the autumn field was completed, Hu San was free to work. From now on, far from the next spring, from the next autumn more miles. Hu San Chou Chou take a look at his own pair of big hands full of calluses, with the woman said: “Then do what??” He followed a bulging calluses, a little worried. “I cocoon, three days without labor, will be softened .I do not want to make them soften. ” Hu San said, “Then I do Shama? ” Woman said: “ Ask me? I’m not the village head. ”" Hu San to find