三年前,我回老家过暑假,只见老家房子的墙上赫然写着一米见方的红色大字:拆!“奶奶,我们的房子要拆了吗?”“是呀,旧区改造,一项惠民工程!”奶奶笑吟吟地说,可就一眨眼的工夫却又沉下了脸,“十年前咱家这老屋上就写过一次‘拆’,可惜迟迟没有动工,这次不会又在忽悠人吧?”奶奶把目光移向了老屋前那条不平的石头路。这条石头路,俗称“排骨路”。远远望去,那一块块长短不齐的条石错落地铺在土路上,还真有几分“排骨”风貌。 Three years ago, I went back to my hometown for a summer vacation. I saw the red character on the wall of the house of the old house: “Grandma, is the house demolished?” “Yes, , A Huimin project! ”“ My grandmother said with a smile, but the blink of an eye but sinking his face, ”Ten years ago, our house had written a ’house demolition’, but unfortunately did not start , This time will not flicker, right? “” Grandmother looked to the old house that piece of uneven stone road. This stone road, commonly known as “ribs road ”. From afar, that piece of irregular length of stone scattered in the dirt road, really a bit “ribs” style.