正月里的黄土坡上,雪是薄的,刮几阵风便露出底下的黄土来,只在背阳的沟沿处还压着几道白,像是被人随手搭上去的棉絮,不整齐,也不打算久待。
郭靖的肩膀用布条绑着,左臂不能使力,冯先生临走时叮嘱得很清楚——一个半月,莫动莫抬莫提,否则骨缝合不拢,落下毛病要跟一辈子。郭靖应了,他向来说话算数,连院子里那捆柴都没去碰,眼睁睁看着孙玉厚弯腰一根一根地码,只站在旁边,手扶着门框,把那口气闷在腔子里。
孙玉厚让他进去坐。
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