早上出来，他们喜欢在巷头街边那家外地人开的小吃店里吃米线。父亲一般高的

早上出来，他们喜欢在巷头街边那家外地人开的小吃店里吃米线。父亲一般高的傻儿伸着脖子凑到碗里去，父亲便喂他，断米线因此一根根从偏着的那张嘴旁边的空中滑落到了碗里，像手抓黄鳝，一条条掉进浑水里去一样，溅起的油盐酱醋和味精葱花沾在傻儿的脸上，父亲就拿餐巾纸去揩（有时也用手袖去揩）。这一揩，让同一桌上吃东西的父亲和孩子好奇地盯着，傻傻地张嘴看着。那一刻，喧嚣的双箭路似乎只有这一对父子：父亲目不斜视，眼前只有儿子一个孩子；傻儿目光虽然呆滞，可眼前只有父亲一个父亲。<br>傻儿顺从，因为他知道自己无能为力。他从小就学会在这个男人面前顺从，就像一条小河之所以不肯改变自己的方向，就是因为它相信只有顺从大河的方向才能找到大海。傻儿谦逊，凡见到和我一般年纪的男人，他都叫“叔叔”，这是他说得最好的一句话。他傻艳得像一朵太阳花，即使是烛光，也会让他心花怒放，然而那毕竟是萤光前的灿烂。

早上出来，他们喜欢在巷头街边那家外地人开的小吃店里吃米线。 父亲一般高的傻儿伸着脖子凑到碗里去，父亲便喂他，断米线因此一根根从偏着的那张嘴旁边的空中滑落到了碗里，像手抓黄鳝，一条条掉进浑水里去一样，溅起的油盐酱醋和味精葱花沾在傻儿的脸上，父亲就拿餐巾纸去揩（有时也用手袖去揩）。 这一揩，让同一桌上吃东西的父亲和孩子好奇地盯着，傻傻地张嘴看着。 那一刻，喧嚣的双箭路似乎只有这一对父子：父亲目不斜视，眼前只有儿子一个孩子；傻儿目光虽然呆滞，可眼前只有父亲一个父亲。<br>傻儿顺从，因为他知道自己无能为力。 他从小就学会在这个男人面前顺从，就像一条小河之所以不肯改变自己的方向，就是因为它相信只有顺从大河的方向才能找到大海。 傻儿谦逊，凡见到和我一般年纪的男人，他都叫“叔叔”，这是他说得最好的一句话。 他傻艳得像一朵太阳花，即使是烛光，也会让他心花怒放，然而那毕竟是萤光前的灿烂。

When they come out in the morning, they like to eat rice noodles in the snack bar opened by strangers on the street. Father's tall fool reached up to the bowl with his neck outstretched, and he fed him the rice noodles. As a result, one by one, the rice noodles slipped into the bowl from the air beside the slanted mouth. Like catching eel by hand, one by one, they fell into the muddy water. The splashed oil, salt, vinegar and MSG were stained on fool's face, and father wiped them with napkin (sometimes with his sleeve). This wipe, let the father and the child who eat on the same table stare curiously, and open their mouths to watch foolishly. At that moment, the noisy double arrow road seems to be only this pair of father and son: the father does not squint, there is only a son and a child in front of him; although the fool's eyes are dull, there is only a father in front of him.<br>A fool obeys because he knows he can do nothing. He learned to obey in front of this man from an early age, just like a small river refused to change its direction because it believed that only by following the direction of the big river can it find the sea. The fool is modest. When he sees a man my age, he is called "Uncle", which is the best sentence he can say. He is as silly as a sunflower, even if it is candlelight, it will make his heart bloom, but after all, it is the brilliance before the fluorescence.<br>