那时候茂林就喜欢抚着玉梅的头发。软软的、黑黑的、滑滑的,像一匹上等的绸缎。茂林见过绸缎,因为他给城里的客户打过家具,看着那些闪亮的衣服进进出出的,他忍不住用粗糙的手轻轻触摸了一下,那一下让他的感觉很惬意也很羡慕,没有想到的是,他有一天能天天摸着“缎子”睡觉。玉梅的头发比绸缎更有一点好处,有香味。茂林讲这些事的时候,声音压得极低极低,甚至连蚊子的嗡嗡声都能将他的话打断,但是玉梅每个字都听得清清楚楚, At that time, Maolin liked to caress the plum’s hair. Soft, dark, slippery, like a fine satin. Maolin had seen the silk because he had played furniture for the customers in the city and watched the shiny clothes go in and out. He could not help but touch the rough hand gently, and that made him feel very comfortable Also very envious, did not think that he one day can touch “satin ” sleep. Yumei hair more than silk, a little more benefits, aroma. When Maolin said these things, the voice was extremely low and extremely low, even the buzz of the mosquito could interrupt him, but every word of the plum heard clearly,