Hidden Assassin

Winter 1998, Jianghai, Shaohua District

Last night I blew down the rain in the middle of the night, the asphalt road in front of the vegetable market was already crippled, and the various wheels of the road worked together to stir the ground as usual.

The building that constitutes this market is washed with stone. The material cannot be used now; the unnecessary height of the roof forms a huge vertical space. If the weather is good, the sunlight is hollowed out from the surrounding walls. Places shone in to form a slanting beam of light. The low-rise first-floor house extends to both sides and looks a little farther away, but it is a new building and new community wrapped in tiles, terrazzo, mosaics. In fact, this is the epitome of most Chinese cities of that era: tradition and tide are crowded together, and they are at peace with each other. Of course, the so-called tradition here actually has a history of only a few decades at most. Most of them started from the late 1940s and were gradually influenced by the Soviet style and gradually developed.

The cement table used for selling has long been occupied, and the outside is also full of slips along the roots of the vegetable market. The trolleys occupy the widest area, followed by bamboo baskets picked up by flat-bottoms. Egg. Walking all the way from the entrance without a door, various ingredients emit different odors. The place where the freshness of the river is concentrated is naturally lingering fishy fish, and the meat stalls are always involuntarily thought of fatty fatty ... Together with the sounds of groaning and shouting to give way, mixed together, it is the breath of an active vegetable market.

"A sneeze-"

"You have the flu?"

& Lt; & lt; This girl touches the man's face with her hands outside, and is still wearing a school uniform. Does the child today not know shame .....

"No, maybe someone is thinking about me again, it has been like this in recent days ..."

"I miss you, right?"

"Generally someone hates me ..."

"Who?"

"Who knows, there are too many suspects ..."

& Lt; & lt; Young age, not learning well, flirting, how old are the two little ghosts .......

Uh .........

Cang 廪 knows the etiquette truthfully. From another perspective, you can also say: When life is worry-free, people will start thinking about it.

Twenty-five is the age of knowing destiny. Zhang Sufen felt that she had learned some and lost more.

I do n’t know who brought the head, and when it started, the residents on the first floor of the two buildings in the factory dormitory area gradually began to settle the ground, and the flower garden in front of their house was leveled as a yard. Come to the factory's masonry and cement, build a fence, install iron gates and roofs, like a small independent kingdom. Zhang Sufen's family has a mother-in-law. They worked hard all their lives, and from time to time they had to go back to the countryside. Now that they are fine, what the family wants to eat, what the two old people will grow is a joy. Occasionally, there is something that can't be eaten every day without leaving, and the parents-in-law took it to the nearby vegetable market and sold it in exchange for the money to subsidize Zhang Sufen. The so-called self-employed, hawkers and other titles are not taken for granted by the elderly, perhaps because the country has not yet been born before their values ​​of life have taken shape.

What makes Zhang Sufen smarter than her in-laws is that she has learned to go to the suburban greenhouses to buy more, because off-season vegetables are more popular. Maybe she was intimidated at first, because she did n’t want to show up because of her usual character. Her life was calm for many years, and now she is entangled by these trivial things every day. Calculate what vegetables are good to sell, what vegetables are good, and resist Psychology dissipates day by day like this.

Money cannot be guaranteed to earn a little more every day, but overall it has gone a lot upwards, and the doorway to purchase is transparent every day. Since Zhang Sufen joined the vegetable and fruit sales industry, she no longer belongs to "employees "Family" has been accustomed to the category of more than 20 years. UU reading www.uukanshu.com now, perhaps, should instead call her family the "family member of the hawker."

Now, even if the husband is really laid off, the family has the ability to withstand the wind and rain. Zhang Sufen feels grateful from the bottom of her heart. On the other hand, she also feels helpless for her happiness. She doesn't want to be more skilled every day, and she doesn't want to Seeing that the neighbors were gradually leaving the life circle and rules of the factory, she could not help it, because she was also one of them. Twenty years ago, the pace of life was slow and stable, and now everyone is involuntarily rushed forward by the rapids. Yes, this society is changing with acceleration. Everyone is the same person before. If there is a difference, then you can probably know what each other is like. Now all kinds of freshness have emerged, and more and more, Zhang Sufen I don't like this state, and I don't like the vast majority of freshness.

"Why buy cucumbers ..."

黄瓜 "Cucumbers are good for the liver and they are anti-tumor. Well, they can be sliced ​​and applied to the face."

"I haven't seen you and Shasha."

"Oh, trouble, I don't like the sticky feeling."

"I think your skin is good enough."

"Really?"

"Ok."

"Why laugh like this?"

"Happy ....."

& Lt; & lt; Come on, find the money as soon as possible and hurry away, I look dizzy!

The tares went away, and the owner of another fruit and vegetable stall asked Zhang Sufen: "Hey, is the new cucumber still selling? It ’s an out-of-season vegetable, so I ’ll get in tomorrow.

"Cucumber? It's not easy to sell now." Zhang Sufen's tone was not smooth yet.

"what happened?"

"The little girls now know that they are in love ..."