宝生回县城的那天，贾政厚没有送。
天刚亮，宝生起来收拾那只蓝布口袋，母亲已经在灶间忙了，锅里煮着小米粥，土炕上摆了两个昨晚烙好的葱花饼，用粗布蒙着，还带着热气。宝生把饼装进口袋，端了碗粥喝了，母亲蹲在灶口，拨弄炭火，不说话。
"妈，我走了。"
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