【一】手机铃声响起时,杜永宽正在剁海椒,嘟嘟嘟的声音把晨曦敲成一丝丝细碎的阳光,穿过露台木棚上的瓜藤照射进厨房里。从南县到月城已经四十二年,他还是忘不了故乡小米辣的味道。每天早上吃米粉时,总会剁一小撮又红又尖细的小米辣,合着细嫩的粉丝吃得满头大汗。不用想,杜永宽就知道电话是老杨打来的。昨天傍晚,他们在院子外的小巷子里商量了大半个小时,落实第二天相亲的每一个细节。当时,余晖洒在杜永宽花白的头上,脸上的皱纹和老 [A] ring when the phone rang, Du Yong wide chop pepper, beep the sound of the morning light into a trace of broken sunlight, through the wooden shed on the terrace of glitter shine into the kitchen. From Nanxian to the city has 42 years, he still can not forget the taste of hometown millet. Every morning when eating rice noodles, always chop a handful of red and pointed millet spicy, co-ed with delicate fans eat sweating profusely. Do not want to, Du Yong wide to know the phone is called Lao Yang. Yesterday evening, they discussed the alley outside the yard for more than half an hour to implement every detail of the next day blind date. At that time, the splendor sprinkled on the head of Du Yong wide white, wrinkles and the old face