16下 贪嗔痴慢疑 各有各的愁（1 / 2）

<h3>16下 贪嗔痴慢疑 各有各的愁（第1页）</h3><script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LiA56eS6K6w5L2P44CQeGlhb3lhbndlbnh1ZeOAkeeyvuW9qeaXoOW8ueeql+WFjei0ue+8geavj+W9k+iAgemprOW/g+eDpuaEj+S5seaXtu+8jOS7luS8muermeWcqOmprOWutuWxr+eahOiOuuatjOiwt+W0lui+ueWEv+S4iu+8jOatpOaXtuatpOWIu++8jOS7luWPquaDs+WbnuWIsOiOuuatjOiwt+eahOW0lui+ueWEv+S4iu+8jOWQrOiwt+S4reeahOm7hOiOuuS4uuS7luWUseWHoOmmluasouaso+eahOWwj+iwg+OAgjwvcD4='));</script>

一秒记住【xiaoyanwenxue】精彩无弹窗免费！每当老马心烦意乱时，他会站在马家屯的莺歌谷崖边儿上，此时此刻，他只想回到莺歌谷的崖边儿上，听谷中的黄莺为他唱几首欢欣的小调。

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老马也怀念他的四条狗。二三十年了，他无论去哪儿，身边始终有一群忠诚的跟随者。他们勇猛、可爱、顽劣、聪明，他的一个手势、一句话、一个眼神他们皆可领会，他们是老马的朋友，也是老马的儿女，更是老马的精神伴侣——或者说人生之战友。他的灵魂深处，有一种忧伤的孤独是任何人也消解不了的，唯有神和他的战友能消解那种孤独。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5a2p5a2Q77yM6ICB6ams6Iez5LuK5Lmf5oOz5LiN6YCa5a2p5a2Q44CC5Li65LuA5LmI5LuW6K6o5Y6M5a2p5a2Q77yf5Li65LuA5LmI5LuW5Y6M54Om5ZCs5Yiw5a2p5a2Q5ZOt77yf5ry+5ry+5omA5pyJ55qE576O6KKr5aW56YKj6b6H54mZ5ZKn5Zi055qE5ZOt556s6Ze057uZ57KJ56KO5LqG44CC5pyJ5LiA54mH5Yi777yM6ICB6ams5Lul5Li66L+Z5Liq5bCP5aeR5aiY6IO95oiQ5Li65LuW5Zyo5rex5Zyz55qE57K+56We5Ly05L6j5oiW5Lq655Sf5LmL5oiY5Y+L77yM5Y+v5oOc5LuW6K6k6ZSZ5LqG77yBPC9wPg=='));</script>

孩子，老马至今也想不通孩子。为什么他讨厌孩子？为什么他厌烦听到孩子哭？漾漾所有的美被她那龇牙咧嘴的哭瞬间给粉碎了。有一片刻，老马以为这个小姑娘能成为他在深圳的精神伴侣或人生之战友，可惜他认错了！<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5aaC5LuK6ICB6ams5YOP5p2h6ICB6J+S6JuH5LiA5qC377yM6ZK76L+b5qGC6Iux5a6255qE56C05rSe6YeM77yM5pW05pel55uY5LiN5byA6Lqr5a2Q77yM56qd5rCU5b6X5b6I77yM6L+Y6KaB5pel5pel5b+N5Y+X5bCP5YS/5ZOt6Ze544CC5LuW5oCA5b+15LuW55qE5Y2B5p2l5Lqp5p6c5a2Q77yM5oCA5b+15LuW5LuO54i354i355qE54i354i36YKj5YS/5om/6L+H5p2l55qE6ICB6Zmi5a2Q77yM5oCA5b+16L+Z5LiA55Sf5LiA5LiW5rC46L+c5bGe5LqO5LuW55qE5pa55a+45Zyf54KV44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

如今老马像条老蟒蛇一样，钻进桂英家的破洞里，整日盘不开身子，窝气得很，还要日日忍受小儿哭闹。他怀念他的十来亩果子，怀念他从爷爷的爷爷那儿承过来的老院子，怀念这一生一世永远属于他的方寸土炕。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Ie06L+c5L6d54S25rKh5pyJ54q25oCB5YaZ5L2c77yM5LuW5Y+N5oCd5LuW5q+P5LiA5aSp55qE5pel5a2Q77yM6YKj6IKh5LuW55So55Sf5ZG95Yqb5Zyo54eD54On55qE5Lmm5Y235rCU5oGv5pep6KKr5rWT6YeN5rK56IW755qE55Sf5rS75rCU5oGv5Y6L5L2P5LqG44CC5LuW6K+l5oCO5LmI5Yqe77yf6L+Z5Liq54K55piv5LuW5Lmw6I+c5YGa6aWt55qE5pe26Ze05LqG44CC5LuW5L6d54S25Z2Q5Zyo5Lmm5qGM5YmN77yM6KeC5a+f552A6Ieq5bex5Zyo6L+Z6Ze05bGL6YeM5q+P5aSp6L+b5Ye65b+Z56KM55qE6Lqr5b2x44CC6L+Z6YeM5piv5LuW55qE55Sf5rS777yM5pu05piv5LuW55qE55Sf5ZG944CC5omA5Lul5LuW5oqK5LuW55qE55Sf5ZG95oyl6ZyN5Zyo5LqG5LuA5LmI5qC355qE5LqL5oOF5LiK77yfPC9wPg=='));</script>

致远依然没有状态写作，他反思他每一天的日子，那股他用生命力在燃烧的书卷气息早被浓重油腻的生活气息压住了。他该怎么办？这个点是他买菜做饭的时间了。他依然坐在书桌前，观察着自己在这间屋里每天进出忙碌的身影。这里是他的生活，更是他的生命。所以他把他的生命挥霍在了什么样的事情上？<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('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'));</script>

他看见自己每天上午花两个小时给两孩子做早餐、送老二上学、给老人买早餐；他俯视自己每天中午花一个半小时去做饭、洗碗；他看着自己每天黄昏花三个小时去接孩子放学、买菜、回来做饭、饭后洗碗；他观望自己每天晚上花一个小时照看老二洗脸刷牙、等妻子等儿子回家；他注视到自己周末几乎全天在为家人做这做那……毫无疑问，他爱他的家，可是……<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('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'));</script>

他的家是他的全部，也并非他的全部。四十五岁了，人生过了稳稳的一多半，他还在挣扎着为自己那一缕书卷气息腾些空间。那缕气息存放着他自以为高尚的一魂一魄，那缕气息包裹着他究竟是什么人的最终秘密。人生听来简单、说来复杂。他还未定义自己，他还在寻找一个更完整、更强大、更有说服力的何致远。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuW6ZyA6KaB56m66Ze077yM6ZyA6KaB5a6J6Z2Z4oCU4oCU6ZyA6KaB5Lu75L2V5LiA5Liq5Zub5Y2B5LqU5bKB55qE5Lit5bm055S35Lq66YO95bqU6K+l5YW35aSH55qE56m66Ze05ZKM5a6J6Z2Z44CC5LuW5Zyo55Sf5rS75ZKM5qKm5oOz5LmL6Ze06L6b6Ium5aWU5rOi77yM5LuW5Zyo5LiW5L+X5LiO6Ieq5oiR5LmL6Ze05r+A54OI5Y2a5byI77yM5LuW5LiO6Ium6Ze355qE5Lq655Sf6L+Y5Zyo6L6D6YeP5paX5LqJ44CC5aaC5p6c6K+05Lq655Sf5pyJ5oSP5LmJ77yM6YKj5pKR6LW36Ieq5bex5oSP5LmJ5oiW5Lu35YC855qE5pyA6auY54K577yM5piv5LuW5Lq66L+Y5piv6Ieq5oiR77yf5piv54ix6L+Y5piv6Ieq55Sx77yfPC9wPg=='));</script>

他需要空间，需要安静——需要任何一个四十五岁的中年男人都应该具备的空间和安静。他在生活和梦想之间辛苦奔波，他在世俗与自我之间激烈博弈，他与苦闷的人生还在较量斗争。如果说人生有意义，那撑起自己意义或价值的最高点，是他人还是自我？是爱还是自由？<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LiA57Gz5LiD5LqM44CB5Lit5bm05b6u6IOW44CB6ISR6Zeo5YWJ5Lqu55qE5L2V6Ie06L+c6ZW/5Y+55LiA5Y+j5rCU77yM5om25LqG5om26by75qKB5LiK55qE55y86ZWc5p625a2Q77yM5LuW56a75byA5Lmm5qGM77yM5pON5o6n552A6IeD6IK/57Sv6LWY55qE6IKa6IWp5ZKM5LiN54G15YWJ55qE6Iad55uW6aqo77yM5YeG5aSH5Ye65Y675Lmw6I+c44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

一米七二、中年微胖、脑门光亮的何致远长叹一口气，扶了扶鼻梁上的眼镜架子，他离开书桌，操控着臃肿累赘的肚腩和不灵光的膝盖骨，准备出去买菜。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('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'));</script>

老马今天在顶楼观了一场圆满的落日，那落日和马家屯莺歌谷边的落日一般无二，又截然不同。莺歌谷边的落日是清爽的、宽广的，这里的落日是被遮挡的、封闭的、不顺畅的。莺歌谷边的落日伴着蝉鸣牛哞、花合草香、人归畜安，这里的落日伴着车声——连绵无尽的车声。好歹，橙红温和的夕阳圆润了他棱角分明的心，罢了，诸事罢了。他拄着拐杖，一瘸一拐地往回走。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5pma6aWt5ZCO6ICB6ams5Zyo55yL55S16KeG77yM5ry+5ry+6Lqy5Zyo5bGL6YeM5LiN5pWi5Ye65p2l77yM6KeB5LqG6Ie06L+c5ZOt77yM6KeB5LqG6ICB6ams5rCU44CC5aSa5LqP5LqG5pmT5qOg77yM57uZ5aW55ZaC6aWt5rSX6IS45o2i6KGj6KOz44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

晚饭后老马在看电视，漾漾躲在屋里不敢出来，见了致远哭，见了老马气。多亏了晓棠，给她喂饭洗脸换衣裳。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5pma5LiK5LuU5LuU5Zue5p2l77yM6L+b5bGL5LiA55yL4oCU4oCU6Ieq5bex55qE5aKZ5LiK5aW96K+h5byC55qE5LiA5byg5Lq654mp55S75YOP77yB5LuW6Ieq5bex55qE5YG25YOP6KKr5Lq65o2i5LqG77yB5LuW5YuD54S25aSn5oCS44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

晚上仔仔回来，进屋一看——自己的墙上好诡异的一张人物画像！他自己的偶像被人换了！他勃然大怒。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc54i354i377yM5L2g5piv5LiN5piv5oqK5oiR55qE5YG25YOP5rW35oql57uZ5o2i5LqG77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“爷爷，你是不是把我的偶像海报给换了？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5piv4oCm4oCm5LiN5piv77yB5LiN5piv5oiR77yB4oCd6ICB6ams6KeB5LuW5rCU5Yq/5rG55rG577yM6ams5LiK5pKH5YWz57O744CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“是……不是！不是我！”老马见他气势汹汹，马上撇关系。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5Yiw5bqV5piv5LiN5piv77yf6YKj5piv5oiR5LuO572R5LiK5Lmw5p2l55qE562+5ZCN5rW35oql77yB5L2g55+l5LiN55+l6YGT5aSa6Zq+5pCe77yB4oCd5LuU5LuU5ouN552A6KOk5YWc6Le6552A6ISa44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“到底是不是？那是我从网上买来的签名海报！你知不知道多难搞！”仔仔拍着裤兜跺着脚。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5oiR6LS06aKG6KKW5Zu+55qE5pe25YCZ77yM5aKZ5LiK5rKh5ZWl5rW35oql77yB5YWJ5rqc5rqc55qE5ZWl5Lmf5rKh5pyJ77yM5oiR5omN6K6p5L2g54i457uZ5Lmw5LqG5byg55S755qE77yB4oCd6ICB6ams6IC46IC46IKp44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“我贴领袖图的时候，墙上没啥海报！光溜溜的啥也没有，我才让你爸给买了张画的！”老马耸耸肩。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6YKj5oiR5aKZ5LiK55qE5YG25YOP5ZGi77yf4oCd5LuU5LuU5aeU5bGI5Zyw5aSn5ZaK77yM5LuW5pu+57uP6Iqx5LqG5Lik5bm055qE5Y6L5bKB6ZKx5Y6755yL5YG25YOP55qE5ryU5ZSx5Lya77yM5Li65LuW5LuY5Ye656eN56eN77yM5Zyo5a626YeM5Y+q5oyC552A5byg5rW35oql5b2T57K+56We5a+E5omY77yM5aaC5LuK56uf6KKr5Lq65o2i5LqG44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“那我墙上的偶像呢？”仔仔委屈地大喊，他曾经花了两年的压岁钱去看偶像的演唱会，为他付出种种，在家里只挂着张海报当精神寄托，如今竟被人换了。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5oiR5LiN55+l6YGT77yM5L2g5Yir6LWW5oiR77yB4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“我不知道，你别赖我！”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5LuU5LuU5peg6K+t77yM6L2s6Lqr6Zeu5LuW54i444CC6Ie06L+c5Lmf5LiN55+l77yM5LuW5Y+I5Y675aa55aa55bGL6YeM6Zeu5aa55aa544CC6L+Z5Y+v5aW977yM552h552A55qE5bCP5LuZ5aWz5Y+I5ZOt5b6X5oOK5aSp5Yqo5Zyw77yM5b235aaC5Lq66Ze055qE5aeU5bGI5YWo56ev5Y6L5Zyo5aW55LiA5Lq66Lqr5LiK44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

仔仔无语，转身问他爸。致远也不知，他又去妹妹屋里问妹妹。这可好，睡着的小仙女又哭得惊天动地，彷如人间的委屈全积压在她一人身上。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5oiR6K+05LuA5LmI5ZWm77yf5oiR5LuA5LmI5Lmf5rKh6K+05ZGA77yf4oCd5LuU5LuU6IC46IKp5pGK5omL5Zif5ZuU77yM5YK756uZ5Zyo6Zeo5Y+j5LiA6IS45LiN6Kej44CC5pmT5qOg5L6/5oqK5LuK5pel5LqL5oOF55qE5YmN5Zug5ZCO5p6c6Lef5LuU5LuU57uG5pWw5LiA55Wq44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“我说什么啦？我什么也没说呀？”仔仔耸肩摊手嘟囔，傻站在门口一脸不解。晓棠便把今日事情的前因后果跟仔仔细数一番。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5L2g6L+Z5Liq5bCP5YG377yB5YG36L+Z5LmI5aSa6ZKx77yM5LqG5LiN5b6X5LqG77yB6KaB6YCG5aSp5LqG77yB4oCd5LuU5LuU5oyH5LqG5oyH5ry+5ry+77yM5bm454G+5LmQ56W45Zyw5Zue6Ieq5bex5bGL5LqG44CC5ry+5ry+6KeB6KKr5ZOl5ZOl6aqC5LqG5LiA6aG/77yM5aSN5LiA5Zy65ZqO5ZOt44CC6ICB6ams5LiA5ZCs5oCO5Y+I5ZOt5LqG77yM5Y+154Om5b6X5oGo5LiN5b6X56uL5Yi76YGB5Zyw5raI5aSx44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“你这个小偷！偷这么多钱，了不得了！要逆天了！”仔仔指了指漾漾，幸灾乐祸地回自己屋了。漾漾见被哥哥骂了一顿，复一场嚎哭。老马一听怎又哭了，叵烦得恨不得立刻遁地消失。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5rKh5aSa5LmF5qGC6Iux5Zue5p2l5LqG77yM5LuK5aSp6Lef5LiA5Liq5a6i5oi35ZCD6aWt6IGK5b6X5bC95YW077yM5Zue5p2l5pma5LqG44CC5LuU5LuU5LiA5ZCs5aSn6Zeo5ZON5LqG77yM6Leo552A5q2l5a2Q5Ye65p2l5LqG44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

没多久桂英回来了，今天跟一个客户吃饭聊得尽兴，回来晚了。仔仔一听大门响了，跨着步子出来了。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5aaI77yM5L2g54yc5LuK5aSp5Y+R55Sf5ZWl5aSn5LqL5LqG77yf4oCd5LuU5LuU55yJ6aOe6Imy6Iie44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“妈，你猜今天发生啥大事了？”仔仔眉飞色舞。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5LuA5LmI77yf4oCd5qGC6Iux5q2j5Zyo5o2i6Z6L44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“什么？”桂英正在换鞋。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5L2g5Y+v54ix576O5Li95Y+I5Y2V57qv55qE5aWz5YS/5YG35oiR54i354i355qE6ZKx5ZWm77yB5YmN5ZCO5YG35LqG5LqU5qyh77yB5LqU5qyh77yB5L2g54yc5LiA5YWx5YG35LqG5aSa5bCR77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“你可爱美丽又单纯的女儿偷我爷爷的钱啦！前后偷了五次！五次！你猜一共偷了多少？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5aSa5bCR77yB4oCd5qGC6Iux5byg5byA55qE5LiL5be05ZCI5LiN5L2P5LqG44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“多少！”桂英张开的下巴合不住了。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5LiA5Y2D5aSa77yB4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“一千多！”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5piv5ZCX77yf6ams5p2R6ZW/77yB4oCd5qGC6Iux5ZCR6ICB6ams56Gu6K6k44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“是吗？马村长！”桂英向老马确认。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6YKj5Y+v5LiN77yf5ZWn5ZWn5ZWn77yB5L2g5Lus5Lik5Y+j5ZWK77yM5LiA5Liq6ICB5biI5LiA5Liq57uP55CG77yM5oCO5LmI5pWZ6IKy5a2p5a2Q55qE77yf4oCd6ICB6ams6Lq65Zyo5rKZ5Y+R5LiK5oqs5LqG5oqs5aS077yM5oqb5Ye66L+Z5Y+l6K+d44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“那可不？啧啧啧！你们两口啊，一个老师一个经理，怎么教育孩子的？”老马躺在沙发上抬了抬头，抛出这句话。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+6Ie06L+c5Zyo5oi/6Ze05ZCs5b6X6L+Z5Y+l77yM6Z2i57qi6ICz6LWk77yM5qGC6Iux5Lqm5peg6KiA5Y+v5a+544CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

致远在房间听得这句，面红耳赤，桂英亦无言可对。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5L2g6ZKx5Zyo5ZOq6YeM5pS+552A77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“你钱在哪里放着？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc566x5a2Q6YeM5ZGA77yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“箱子里呀？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5L2g5piv5LiN5piv5ou/6ZKx5byV6K+x5a2p5a2Q5LqG77yM6KaB5LiN54S25aW55oCO5LmI5Y+v6IO95YG377yf4oCd5qGC6Iux5oyH552A6ICB6ams5aSn5ZaK44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“你是不是拿钱引诱孩子了，要不然她怎么可能偷？”桂英指着老马大喊。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5L2g5ZKL5ZWl5LqL6YO96IO95pGK5Zyo5oiR5aS05LiK5ZGA77yf5aW55YG35LqG5oiR55qE6ZKx5oiR5rKh5ZCx5aOw5rKh5oCq572q77yM5L2g6L+Y5pWw6JC95oiR77yB5pyJ5q+b55eF5ZCn5L2g77yB4oCd6ICB6ams55yf5rKh5oOz5Yiw5aSn5pma5LiK5p2l5LqG6L+Z5LmI5LiA6IKh6YKq5oG25LmL5rCU44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“你咋啥事都能摊在我头上呀？她偷了我的钱我没吱声没怪罪，你还数落我！有毛病吧你！”老马真没想到大晚上来了这么一股邪恶之气。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5oi/6Zeo5byA552A77yM6Ie06L+c5ZCs5Yiw5ZC15p6277yM5Y+q5Y+M5omL5o+S5YWc5Zyw6Lqy5Yiw6Ziz5Y+w5LiK5Y6744CC5LuW5Lmf5pyJ5LiA5Zui54Gr77yM5Y205LiN6IO96YeK5pS+44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

房门开着，致远听到吵架，只双手插兜地躲到阳台上去。他也有一团火，却不能释放。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc6ICM5LiU77yM5oiR54i46L+Y54ug54ug5Zyw5omT5LqG5aW577yB5bGB6IKh5LiA54mH57qi5ZGi77yB4oCd5LuU5LuU54K554Gr5omH6aOO44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“而且，我爸还狠狠地打了她！屁股一片红呢！”仔仔点火扇风。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5piv5ZCX77yf4oCd5qGC6Iux6K+05a6M55u05aWU5ry+5ry+5bGL6YeM77yM5LuU5LuU5bC+6ZqP5YW25ZCO44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“是吗？”桂英说完直奔漾漾屋里，仔仔尾随其后。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5ry+5ry+6L+Y5Zyo5ZOt77yM5LiA6KeB5aaI5aaI5Zue5p2l5LqG77yM5ZOt5b6X5pu05YeE5oOo5LqG77yM5LiA5Y+j5LiA5Liq5aaI5aaI77yM5byg5byA5Y+M6IeC5Y+q6KaB5aaI5aaI5oqx44CC5qGC6Iux5oqx552A5ry+5ry+77yM5LiA55yL5bGB6IKh5LiK5p6c54S25aW95Yeg6YGT57qi5Y2w5a2Q77yM6aG/5pe254Gr5LiK5b+D5aS044CB5rOq5Ye655y855y244CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

漾漾还在哭，一见妈妈回来了，哭得更凄惨了，一口一个妈妈，张开双臂只要妈妈抱。桂英抱着漾漾，一看屁股上果然好几道红印子，顿时火上心头、泪出眼眶。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5L2g5YG354i354i355qE6ZKx6L+Y5pyJ5rKh5pyJ77yf4oCd5qGC6Iux5oKE5oKE6Zeu44CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“你偷爷爷的钱还有没有？”桂英悄悄问。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+5ry+5ry+5ZOt552A54K554K55aS044CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

漾漾哭着点点头。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5Zyo5ZOq6YeM77yf5ZGK6K+J5aaI5aaI5aW95LiN5aW977yf4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“在哪里？告诉妈妈好不好？”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5Zyo4oCm4oCm5Zyo5bqK5bqV5LiL4oCm4oCm4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“在……在床底下……”<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5oiR55qE5aaI5ZGA77yM5YWo5piv5Lq65rCR5biB77yB4oCd5LuU5LuU6La05bqK5bqV5LiL5LiA55yL77yM5Zy66Z2i5oOK5Lq644CCPC9wPg=='));</script>

“我的妈呀，全是人民币！”仔仔趴床底下一看，场面惊人。<script>document.writeln(qsbs.bb('PHA+4oCc5oqK6ZKx5ouo5Ye65p2l77yB4oCdPC9wPg=='));</script>

“把钱拨出来！”