他省了一辈子。他省到衣服上全是补丁,甚至可以看到夹层里残败的棉絮。你如果拉着他去买衣服,他会摆摆手,拉开咯吱咯吱响的衣柜指给你看,成套的新衣服连同包装整齐地摆在里面;他省到做一盆菜吃一个礼拜,无论春夏秋冬。你要是问他,吃不腻吗?他会指指空荡荡的屋子说:“一个人,要这许多麻烦干吗。”他说起话来带着家乡独特的口音,连同时间的记忆。 He saved his life. He saved all the patches on the clothes and even saw the stubble in the mezzanine. If you pull him to buy clothes, he will wave his hand, open the creaking wardrobe pointing to you, the new set of clothes together with the package placed in neatly; he province to do a pot of food to eat for a week, regardless of four Seasons. If you ask him, is not it greasy? He will point to the empty room and say, “One man, why are so many troubles.” He spoke with his hometown’s unique accent, along with the memory of time.