i was my mistake
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"If you don't buy it early, the price will rise again. Recently, the price of goods has really risen rapidly, especially during the time when the Chinese New Year is approaching."
"Uh... um..."
"Hey, do you hear that?" Wan Qing shuddered after she was fully dressed. She was wearing school uniform and trousers, because these were already the warmest clothes in her closet.
Those long skirts, even if they are thickened, can't withstand the wind when worn on the body.
"Women are really animals with great endurance..." She curled her lips, muttering half admiringly and half jokingly to herself, "In such cold weather, you can even walk around in shorter skirts... "
Ye Chen on the bed didn't hear her talking to herself at all, and even snored.
"Ye-chen--!!"
"Ah!"
"Get up." Wan Qing grabbed his arm and forcibly dragged him up.
"You wash up first..."
"You sit and wake up first, hurry up, dawdle."
"Okay..." Ye Chen leaned against the head of the bed, his head bit by bit like a chicken pecking at rice, as if he was about to fall asleep again.
Wan Qing shook her head helplessly, and decided to ignore him for the time being, and went to wash herself.
However, when she came in after washing up or even making breakfast, the kid was still sleeping.
"Sometimes I really admire you, this baby-like sleep." Wan Qing patted his forehead, "Hurry up, don't you want to see what gift Dad left for us?"
"Look..." He tried to open his eyes, patted his cheek hard to wake himself up, "Ha, huh—"
"Get up, wash up, eat, hear?"
"Listen to-"
"Don't sleep!"
"It's..."
"Hey!"
……
Ye Chen seemed to have a particularly hard time getting up today.
After dawdling for almost an hour, I finally got up.
Wan Qing had already finished her breakfast for a long time.
After washing up, he sat at the dining table in a daze, and spent 2 minutes focusing his sight.
"Hurry up and eat, you really..."
"Cough... By the way, today is... Mom and Dad's wedding?"
"Yes."
"Does time go so fast?"
"Hmm." Wan Qing cupped her cheeks and stared at him, "Still can only taste the sweetness now?"
"right……"
The breakfast prepared for Ye Chen today is white porridge with brown sugar, and the side dish is sweet and sour egg pancakes.
Since that fever, his sense of taste has been troubled.
The only good thing is that he didn't lose all his sense of taste, at least he can still perceive sweetness and sourness - although he is also very insensitive to sourness, he can taste some at least.
Unlike salty, he couldn't taste it at all.
Later, Wan Qing cooked salty and sweet dishes every day.
It seems to be a routine to ask him every morning if his sense of taste has recovered.
However, after more than a month, there is still no change.
"Oh." Wan Qing sighed, "What are you doing..."
"It's okay, it's good to be able to taste the sweetness." Ye Chen was much more optimistic than her, "It's also pretty good, but if you eat so many sweet things every day, will you get fat?"
"I feel like you've gained a little weight."
"what……"
"It must be because of not enough exercise!"
"You don't want to do that again, do you?"
"Tch, it's just running 5000 meters every morning, and you can't even keep going."
"...It would be strange if I persisted." Ye Chen rolled his eyes weakly, and scratched at his messy hair, "Hair seems to grow again."
"Is it time to shave your hair again?"
"Well—let's talk about it, it's so cold now, it would be warmer with longer hair."
"Hurry up and eat." Wan Qing put her chin on the back of her hand, and lay half of her body on the small dining table, "I washed the dishes and chopsticks by myself, and I cleaned up the kitchen."
"Should I wake up a little later every day in the future? In this case—"
"Then I won't do that, you can drink the northwest wind!"
Ye Chen gave a stiff laugh twice: "I was just joking."
"Wait, do you want to ride a bike or take a car?"
"Take a car? Today..." He tilted his head and glanced at the gray sky, "I froze to death from riding a car today."
"Yeah, it's time to buy a pair of gloves, too."
"It needs to be windproof, otherwise it will still blow in." Ye Chen raised his palm, because he was the one riding a bicycle recently, so the palm has cracked and peeled off, not only looks rough, but also red and swollen , "By the way, where are we going?"
"Go to the first hospital in the city first, and then find a Jinhua pawn shop."
"Jinhua, the pawn shop?" Ye Chen hadn't been to the city center much, and he didn't know much about the situation in that area. "Are we just looking around there?"
"Just ask the boss on the side of the road. They all have shops there, and they probably know each other. Come on, are you done eating?"
"Okay, okay, right now..." Ye Chen muttered, took the last mouthful of white porridge mixed with brown sugar into his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth vigorously, and said vaguely, "Hush the black bowl (I'm going to wash the dishes) )!"
……
84. Pawn shop
Sunday, January 1996, 12.
There are always those days that are common to others, but are extremely important or full of commemorative significance to oneself.
The sky was gloomy, and the leaden gray clouds were pressed down very low, making the oncoming wind look dull and cold.
A few people stood sparsely in front of the bus stop, which was so simple that it didn't even have a canopy.
A woman wearing cloth shoes walked by with a young child. Her face was full of vicissitudes, as if she was going to be 40 years old.
But in reality it should only be thirty.
The little boy was attracted by the smell of roasted sweet potatoes on the roadside, grabbed his mother's rough palm with his young hands, and dragged her to the stove where the sweet potatoes were roasted: "Mom, it smells so good, what is it so fragrant?"
Of course, the child's tactful cleverness was immediately seen through. The tired mother forced a smile and pulled him towards her: "Mom will go back and steam sweet potatoes for you, okay?"
"But it's delicious baked..."
"Then mom will bake it for you in a briquette oven."
"Um... well."
"Good." She gently stroked the child's hair.
"Mom, are you going by bus today?"
"If you don't sit, just make a few stops to save some money. Let's walk over by ourselves. After we arrive, you can go to the park to play by yourself, and mother will go to work. Do you hear me? No running around at that time."
"Are there any children in the park?"
"Today... there will be today."
"Okay!" The child cheered, unaware of how difficult these days are.
This mother, who was extremely tired because she didn't sleep well, seemed to see some sweetness in life from his child, and the smile on her face was no longer so forced.
"Wan Qing, which bus should we take?"
"Route 68..."
"Here we come." Ye Chen looked into the distance and saw the bus waiting for the traffic light, "I remember the city hospital is not far from here, right?"
"It's not too far, about half an hour."
Although I could already see the bus through the traffic lights, I still waited for several minutes before seeing it driving slowly.
The two coins were handed to the flight attendant standing by the door, who tore off the two tattered pink tickets and handed them to Wan Qing who was walking in the front.
There was almost no one in the carriage, and the two walked all the way in, and sat down on the double seat closest to the exit door.
Normally, Wan Qing would be happy to have a blast, but today... let's forget it.
She struggled to close the window, and the thing seemed to be stuck by something, and it was extremely stagnant.
When no one else boarded, the flight attendant closed the door with a rope.
The bus started slowly again, and the people and scenes on the street were slowly left behind.
She saw that the mother finally bought a lollipop for the child, and the latter jumped up and down for joy after just taking a sip.
The bus was not driving fast on this not-so-smooth road, which gave Wan Qing enough time to take a panoramic view of the life on the street:
The owner of a hardware store moved a reclining chair and lay down at the door, covering his body with an old cotton-padded jacket, as if he didn't mind the noise on the street.
Under a large colorful sun umbrella, there is a cold drink trolley pushed by hand. However, what is placed in the glass display stand is not ice cream and drinks, but exquisite pastries made in advance. The boss of the business is wearing a A blue striped shirt with the sleeves rolled up a little, with an unlit cigarette dangling from his mouth, looking sideways at the woman walking in front of him, even when he was talking, the cigarette would not fall out, just like It's like sticking to your lips.
The road ahead is under construction, and dust is flying everywhere.
A few yellow signs were placed in the middle, and the workers, who didn't even wear helmets, squatted on the ground in yellow-soled camouflage shoes, grabbed a thick steel nail, and hit it hard with a hammer.
The cars passing by here slowed down again, and went around from both sides.
The proprietress of the roadside grocery store kicked a few cardboard boxes and plastic buckets into the store cursingly. A man was holding on to the phone on the glass counter, talking loudly to the person on the other end of the phone in a dialect that Wan Qing could not understand. People quarrel.
There was a yellowed wooden sign in front of the grocery store, on which was a piece of rough white paper with a few large characters on a black background - "Hot Tea Supply".
The person who looks like the boss in the store is sorting out the things on the glass counter, arranging the various drinks and water neatly, and stuffing the cigarettes into the independent small glass cabinet next to it. On the top of the cabinet, there are two plates of plastic lighters.
A little girl walked by, pointing to the AD calcium milk on the glass cabinet, crying and clamoring to buy it.
A stubble-faced man walked to the cigarette cabinet and looked at it for a long time, and asked for a pack of "Hangzhou" for two yuan.
The bus bypassed the road construction, and the speed increased, and the grocery store that seemed to contain all kinds of life gradually disappeared until it disappeared from her sight.
The closer to the city's No. [-] hospital, the more crowded it was.
The last point of the road, it took 10 minutes to arrive.
I'm afraid it's not much faster than walking.
When I got out of the car, there was a burst of excitement and hustle and bustle.
Although the apartment where I live is already on the edge of the city center, it still cannot be compared with the real city center.
Especially near the city's No. [-] hospital—there are always the most people here.
Patients, family members of patients, people who visit patients, and those who do small businesses in the streets and alleys.
There is also the kind of person who is probably a liar, holding up a sign of "ancestral secret recipe", and writing all the diseases that he claims can be cured on it.
There are always desperate people who will come forward and ask.
There are also people who set up stalls on the side of the road to tell fortunes, pretending to be unfathomable.
There are also many beggars: those who play the erhu, those who have broken their limbs, those who sing...
No wonder the car is so congested all the way.
After all, these people and the crowd they attracted took up a lot of the originally narrow road.
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