After dinner, my grandmother took two sacks and filled ten large watermelons. called a tricycle to push, let Han Daowei look at the yard, and led Youyou to Luo Xincai's house.

They had just finished eating, and the children were getting ready to go out to the movies. When I saw the watermelon brought by my grandmother, I stopped happily.

"Auntie, this watermelon is really big. "They helped carry watermelons into the house.

"The melons planted in the village are down, and they are sweet. Pull down the city to sell it, give a few to the children to eat, and they happen to be at home. ”

"Auntie, I went to my grandmother's house after a holiday, and I came back after heavy rain. The little one replied.

"Sister-in-law, sit down and rest. Isn't it raining heavily, the water in the pit in the village is deep, and it has been flooding every few days, and my mother is afraid that something will happen, so she let them come back. Wang Daidi took a knife and cut a watermelon for the children to eat.

Four and a half children, the one who eats is called fast, and says while eating: "Sweet, better than what my father bought." ”

Luo Xincai scolded with a smile: "Stinky boy, I bought it for two people a day if it wasn't delicious." Don't say, sister-in-law, your melon is really delicious. ”

"Brother, tomorrow you go to the house to pull, so that the children can eat enough, sister-in-law has more watermelons. ”

"These are not enough for them to eat, you have to have twenty catties of melons. After eating, a few of you will take Yoyo to the movies and buy a sorbet for Yoyo to eat. Luo Xincai handed the boss a dollar.

Yoyo looked at Grandma, "Go, follow your uncle, don't run around." ”

Listening to grandma's instructions, Yoyo was full of black lines, and a group of little broken children became their elders.

The cinema is in the south of Xinhua Bookstore, which is really worthy of its name, it is a large courtyard, which is lined with stones and has a seat number written on it in red paint. In fact, it's an open-air movie, and a ticket costs five cents.

There is a sorbet seller at the door of the cinema for two cents a piece. There are also watermelons that are sold, cut and sold, and case boards are placed on the square table, and some people buy and cut them, with large pieces of one dime and small pieces of five points.

Business is quite good, surrounded by a group of children, waiting with money in their hands. Most are to be in small pieces. It seems that the life of the people in the city is not rich, and they are reluctant to buy melons to eat, so they spend five cents to buy a piece for their children to taste rare.

As soon as Yoyo found his seat and sat down, he quickly stood up, and the stone was hot from the sun. The boss bought five sorbets, walked over with them, and handed one to Yoyo first. The sorbet is wrapped in a layer of oiled paper with a flower cow printed on it, and milk sorbet is written. Yoyo took a bite and gritted his teeth.

What kind of milk sorbet, absolutely fake and shoddy, it's just a popsicle, a saccharin flavor.

You wanted to throw it away, but when she saw a child next to her, staring at herself, her greedy saliva flowed out. Yoyo handed him the sorbet, and the kid took it and ran away.

The movie screen was more than twice as large as the NN projected in the commune, fixed on two pillars, flattened and stretched. Wait until it gets dark in the evening before the screening begins.

Playing the little soldier Zhang Ga, black and white, the quality of the film is not very good, the sound is sizzling, and the tape is burned once in the middle, the projectionist stops the machine, turns on the electric light, and quickly connects it, and the technology is very skilled.

At the end of the movie, Wang Zhaodi and her grandmother were waiting at the gate. The children of Luo Xincai's family are tall and conspicuous in the crowd, and Wang Daidi shouted their names and greeted them loudly.

When you returned home with your grandmother, Han Daowei was sitting on the recliner under the eaves, already asleep, and woke up when he heard the sound of the door opening. Grandma said to him: "Daowei, go back to the house and sleep, you don't have to stay here." ”

"Aunt, you're back. I'm going to sleep here, it's cool. ”

Grandma called on him to take out a small bed from the east room, spread a mat of cattail grass for him, and took out a coarse cloth sheet. "Aunt, hurry up and go into the house to rest, I'm tired of a day, and I went out to find someone at night. ”

No matter how hot it is outside, the mother and wife can't get hot, close the door and enter the space. On the sauna day a few days ago, Yoyo and Grandma rested in the space at night.

Grandma saw that Yoyo wanted to sleep, so she said, "Yoyo, don't you sell the watermelon?"

"If you don't sell it, you can sell it again during the Spring Festival, and you can sell it for 20 yuan a pound at that time. "If it weren't for the funds, Yoyo would have wanted to buy and hoard watermelons, which would be much more profitable than collecting eggs.

Five-cent eggs are sold for one yuan, and five-cent watermelons can be sold for ten yuan. 2,000 eggs are harvested a day, and watermelons can be harvested more than 100,000 catties a day. Although watermelon is seasonal, it is abundant.

The purpose of collecting scrap copper is to preserve cultural heritage, which is of great significance, not to mention the huge economic benefits.

When Grandma and Youyou got up at six o'clock, Han Daowei had already bought breakfast, which was still spicy noodle soup, but he bought two meat buns for Youyou. "Aunt, let's eat first, they're coming soon. ”

As soon as the servants finished eating, the uncle and the others arrived. A few people had breakfast quickly, and then quickly unloaded the car. It was only seven o'clock when I went back, and Han Daowei also followed, and Youyou collected 20,000 catties of watermelons into the space this time.

When the department store opened, the two of them went in. Since it had just opened, there weren't many people coming. It was hot inside, there were several fans hanging on the roof, and the salesmen were standing under the fans as much as possible, chatting with each other.

Yoyo and Grandma looked around the counter in circles, mainly to watch the current goods. The things in my own mall are seriously out of touch with this era.

To buy the goods of the future generations now, not only do you have to find the right items, but you also have to imitate them to be real. Yoyo feels that it is not easy to be a good businessman of the times.

The number of people in the department store gradually increased, and I saw a circle of people in front of the counter selling socks. Yoyo has discovered a new business opportunity: glass slurs.

Glass filament is a kind of transparent fiber like glass, and the socks made from it are called glass slicks by people.

Yoyo looked at the glass ss in people's hands, the style was very simple, on the outside of the sock cuff, a simple lattice pattern in the shape of a vertical strip was woven.

The colors of the women's socks are all pink series, which is very pleasing to the eye. The color of men's socks is dark, but because the glass fiber itself is shiny, the socks also look bright and high-end.

Thin s, more expensive than nylon socks, a pair of almost two yuan, but there are a lot of people who sell it. Young women in the city, rarely barefoot, wear double glass s, with plastic sandals, and the socks are basically exposed.

In later generations, glass S was varied, quite beautiful, and cheap, and people bought it in handfuls. The young people threw it away, and the old people who watched it were distressed.

I can't help but recall my childhood dreams, in order to cater to the hearts of the elderly, there are also those who specialize in the production of old-fashioned glass s in later generations, which are only three or four cents a pair. 11