艾米丽慢吞吞地扫着厨房地上的灰尘。听到丈夫埃里克对着啤酒瓶发牢骚,她皱起了眉头。“老家伙一死,我就要离开这个鬼地方,搬到镇上去住,到他的阳台上去喝啤酒。”满嘴的花生堵住了他的长篇大论。“晚饭前你去镇上一趟,”艾米丽说,“看看你叔叔,带份烩菜给他尝尝。”“要去你去,我累得跟狗一样。”艾米丽把埃里克看了一下午的报纸都收了起来,然后用扫帚支撑着身体,透过纱门向外望去。门外,两只狗正在追逐打闹。那只黑狗汪 Emily slowly swept the dust on the kitchen floor. He frowned when she heard her husband Eric grumble at the beer bottle. “When the old man died, I would leave this place of ghosts, move to the town to live, and drink beer on his balcony.” The mouthful of peanuts blocked his long speech. “You go to the town before dinner,” said Emily. “Look at your uncle. Bring a serving of leeks to him.” “To go to you, I am as tired as a dog.” "Emily closed all the newspapers Eric had read for an afternoon, then supported her with a broom and looked out through the screen door. Outside the door, two dogs are chasing. The black dog Wang