在我每天上学搭车的地方,半年前摆了一个油条摊,摊主是一个十岁左右、姓郭的小男孩。他有一个师父,即他的父亲。起初跟父亲学艺的几天里,我每天早上上学时,都能听到他父亲对他的一些训斥,父亲在教他和面时注 In the place where I used to go to school every day, six months ago, I set up a fritter stall. The stall owner was a boy of about ten years old and surnamed Guo. He has a master, his father. In the few days I began to study with my father, when I went to school every morning, I could hear some of his father’s reprimands against him. When his father taught him to meet him,