This sudden situation was like a thunderbolt in the blue sky that hit the two girls in despair, and he never dreamed that the wedding day would be the day Xiao'e left him. Although he didn't marry Xiao'e and have children these days, it was also the sweetest and happiest time in his life. Although Xiao'e can't say how beautiful she is, he knows that Xiao'e has a good heart, and he is willing to listen to his vernacular and not dislike him as a hypocrite.

Although Xiao'e also has the habit of being pampered in the general family, she has a character and kindness. The second lady remembered that time when she met a plum seller at the market, the plum was as big as an egg, purple and purple. Plums are mostly grown in the south, and the fruits of the south could not come here at all. I don't know what happened that time, but a woman placed a few plums on the set with a baggage.

The woman's Jiangxi Suichuan accent couldn't make out what she was saying. But the general meaning seems to understand the meaning of coming from the south to visit relatives, losing the money for the car, so I have to sell the souvenirs I brought to my relatives and buy a ticket.

At that time, it was an era of material scarcity, and many people had never seen this southern plum. I don't know that this thing is rare around this middle-aged woman, like grapes I don't know how many times bigger than grapes, like apples and size, let alone know what it tastes like. Everyone wondered what it was, it was sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, and they all shook their heads and couldn't tell.

Someone asked about the price, and the woman didn't understand it, as if she knew a little bit about our place, because she was so anxious that she was sweating on her head, like pulling a plow, carrying an urn, falling and breaking her leg. Later, someone said that you don't understand the vernacular, so you just write it on the spot, and you can understand it.

The woman nodded in understanding, picked up a piece of rubble from the ground, and made a scratch on the ground. Everyone looks at it, oh, it's okay for a penny. Someone began to dig into their pockets, and the woman jumped and jumped and waved her hands in a hurry, meaning that it was not like that. Everyone didn't understand and began to interrogate again, and the women were making a fuss and procrastination, as if they were saying a penny. Everyone, pout, let's be virtuous! I still pay a penny, and I don't ask you how much you are worth?

You put up 10 yuan upside down, and I don't want you to ask for money? You southerners don't take burning paper to the grave, and come out to fool the ghosts? Do you think that you will make some rare things and treat the northerners as fools? Or do you think that the northerners are all big landlords Liu Wencai? Liu Wencai's younger brother Liu Wenhui is also from Sichuan, so you really have to go to the wrong place.

However, some people wanted to buy two ashes and try what it tasted like, and the family threw away a box of match money. In those days, it was two cents a box of matches, and now it doesn't count a penny. At that time, money was really money, so some people wanted to buy two for two cents. The white penny glows silver in the sun, and it is the luster that people love and love to pursue.

Using this silver light for purple light gray may also hit your wife's gray eyes, and if you can't taste it, let your wife gray again, it's really called gray. If you don't want to be ashes, don't buy or sell it and it's rare, two matches can last for a month, and you can buy two plums for two. Although my wife has never finished her elementary school and has never entered a literacy class, she can distinguish between the cold and the hot kang.

One by one, the big men weighed the profits, and their hearts were doing complex ideological struggles because of this two cents. There was sweat on the door of the head, some pinched the money in their hands and only fiddled, some carried it in their pockets and rubbed it repeatedly, and some handed it halfway and hesitated to hold it in the palm of their hand and only turned it upside down.

The woman saw that someone was handing over money to buy plums, but she glanced at it and began to shake her head again, this time it was more fun than the last time, as if she didn't know who had pushed her child into the well, or if his man had been caught by her by drilling sticks with the wild woman. The spittle of jumping and shouting can spew far away, and the flash of light turns into an arc and falls on the faces, bodies, legs and feet of the people around them.

People dodged the unidentified saliva that spewed out from the mouth full of yellow teeth, as if it was so lethal. Everywhere the woman went, the crowd staggered forward and leaned back, like the wind blowing wind chimes and like a bell hammer swinging. But the saddest thing is that this woman in the other place is unaware, and is still babbling about her, thinking that she is the world's famous orators Winston Churchill, Gandhi, and Franklin Roosevelt.

It seems that she is not selling her souvenirs to earn money for the journey, but launching some kind of movement and coup d'état. A destitute person in a poor rural place trying to make people into a state of poverty and luxury, she instantly became Susan Anthony, and she also wanted to be the leader and organizational genius of the American women's movement, the famous pigtail.

It's just that she seems to think a little too much, and the eyes of the people who watch her speech here clearly reveal the eyes of monkeys. 108,000 miles away from her ambition to reclaim the world. She doesn't have the intention of recovering her heart, why should she regain her heart? Even if she looks at the monkey, there is a comparison, the more people gather here, the more people gather here, it proves that this place is not worse than the monkey, there are really monkeys on the side, I'm afraid there are really no such people!

People are so strange, they can't understand English but still go to learn English, and they seem to be noble. I'm always worried about how to communicate with foreigners when I go out, but I don't know anything about ancient Chinese. If you have the ability to make Chinese Esperanto, the more surprising things are, the rarer they are, and if you speak English fluently, you won't be able to speak a word of your hometown when you go back to your hometown.

The sound of a cat stepping on its tail is really refreshing, and the pile of big plums is also impressive. It may sound like a joke now, but you really can't imagine the closed and backward era at that time.

This has a lot to do with the age, and the kiwi fruit, which everyone has long been familiar with in the supermarket, is said to be the immortal fruit that Qin Shi Huang went to Xiandao to seek. Now you can eat ten catties a day, but there is no guarantee that you will live a long life. This is the relationship between the times and understanding.

The more and more people gathered, they didn't know what was going on, and then a person who seemed to have seen the world came out of the crowd and said, "This eldest sister, you just need to speak Mandarin as much as possible, people here can't understand your dialect slang." ”

As soon as she said this, the woman slowed down her speech, and seemed to understand that the crowd just now was not all coming at her plums. It's not that she has achieved any great success in her speeches, and it has nothing to do with being a woman leader. Let's think about how I'm going to get home. This is an urgent need, and it is also the key point of whether she will die in a foreign country.

Although the voice did not change, and individual dialect words often popped out, the people she spoke later generally understood it. She said, aunts and uncles, don't think it's easy for me to get this thing from my hometown. Our hometown is also very scarce, and I got this through a lot of people. This plum grows on only one piece of land, and many people move this seedling to other places to plant, but the growth is as small as usual. I can't grow this big anymore, maybe the soil quality of that piece of land is different from other places.

We have a lot of plums there, but they are all as big as jujubes. There are only four or five such trees in this place, and I bought them through Guan Yi to see my relatives in Beijing, mainly to ask for treatment for my daughter's illness. The main thing is to take other objects and be afraid that people are not rare.

Originally, the ticket had been in the cup, but Na Cheng wanted to go here and check the ticket again, and then the ticket was gone. I don't know when I lost the ticket, and I didn't have enough money to make up the ticket, so I didn't let me sit in anything. I had no choice but to wander around here, and I sold these things to make up a fare to go to Beijing. I hope everyone can help me and raise my noble hand to give me a way out.

The woman's stumbling rambling made people even guess and figure out what she meant, it turned out to be a foreign woman who pushed people off the train. Then you just throw down this broken fruit and go, what should you think of? It's a bit difficult to use this as a travel fee, what do you want to do if you don't sell it for a penny?

This will make the woman cry, her eyes are red, and she said that she misses her daughter, who is terminally ill and needs urgent treatment. She had been out of the house for several days, and she didn't know what happened to her daughter, so she didn't want to be delayed here for another day. Even if they sell this, it's only enough for the ticket, and I want everyone to buy it for me to pay for the journey. I don't want to get more.

Everyone looked at this woman's pitiful bastard, and counted every penny, one by one, a big man took the ashes, and the wife wished to be ashes. So they have to pay for it. But when the two cents were handed over, the woman waved her hand and shook her head, and wrote a few words on the ground with rubble: "One dime, one dime."

The crowd dispersed with a bang, this woman was crazy poor! 100 percent crazy. It's not good to let the conductor bang down from the car, and the brain melon seed hit the door. Some people say that they may have fallen and touched the railroad tracks with their heads, but it's not normal anyway, it's really stupid if it's stupid.

Have you ever heard of a dime and a fruit? A dime buys you two pounds, and you have to think about it, are you dreaming for a dime? Pinch your thighs with your hands or something to see if it hurts. The problem is not small, and she dares to open her mouth so big. Could this stranger be born bold?

People waited for a long time and then ended up listening to a story that didn't hurt or itch, a story that had nothing to do with themselves. I knew that she didn't even look at her for a dime. I thought it was the queen mother's peach? Even if I didn't buy the peach, I couldn't make sure that my family wouldn't go hungry, and no matter how good it was, it would be a peach.

Playing a broken plum and pretending to make up a story to deceive people, no one is a child. You love it.

But there is such a child, that is, the second girl. The second lady looked here from beginning to end, and he also felt that it was just a fruit, plum, a big one, slightly different from other varieties. What else is different?

But he remembered Xiao'e, and remembered that day he and Xiao'e ate apples......