"How much is a pound!"

"Two pieces of five - the lowest! There are several houses in the tun, and there are three pieces of urea a pound, which is the size of his particles! Xingsheng rubbed his cheeks.

"Big hammer! It's a day...... It's expensive! He is still rising in the off-season in October! The old horse scratched his beard and scolded.

"It has risen in September, and many people in the village can't buy it at this price, and they are about to plant wheat and rape, so they can't buy it!"

"Ahh The old horse scratched his white hair and grinned.

"There is one that he has already paid two yuan when he takes the goods from the factory!"

"Oh the hell - how could it be! Blow the fuck (cow)! It must be this group of bastards who are making trouble in the middle, and the price has been negotiated in advance! The old horse pointed and scolded in the air.

"There are low prices, but the quality of Xingcai is not good, not very pure!"

"Ah, you brothers discuss, I can't manage it now, no, you call Xingbo to contact the factory, our family will drive a wholesale one or two tons, and we can't use it up!" The old horse scratched his head and blinked

"Xingbo means this, but Xingcheng is unwilling, there are fewer people who don't sell it, and if there are more, it will be boring in the second year."

"Oh, your brethren decide for yourselves! You follow Xingcai, what does he do to you! The old horse confessed.

"yes, yes." After the prosperity, I changed the topic: "The price of apples in the second half of this year is not good, and in the first two years, I collected a few yuan a pound from the ground, and it fell sharply in October!" The price of autumn storage is still better than that of July and August! ”

"Hey! Yingying, this is a group of people in the middle! It's those people who take all the new apples in the market that year, and then the retail price rises to ten yuan, and they sell low, and these bastards make money! Later, I couldn't hold it anymore, and as soon as the new fruit came out, these dogs withdrew, and now the price is not good. I see that the apples in the supermarket are only five dollars a pound, and there are four pieces, three pieces of five, you think about how many pounds you take from the ground! The old horse sighed again, sighing that it was not easy for farmers.

"Xingxing's mother-in-law is hospitalized, and it seems that she has a cerebral hemorrhage, and she may be paralyzed on the right side of her body." Xingsheng sat straight at home and reported to his father about the recent events in the family and the tun.

"Look at when Xingcheng looks at his sister, by the way, bring something, meaning! If it's really serious, your brothers will discuss going over there to visit the old woman, so that Xingxing's face will shine! "The old horse arranged.

"Hmm!" Xingsheng scratched his head, and suddenly there was nothing to say.

"Your brother is going to buy a ploughman, you have to be?" The old horse remembered what Xingbang had been.

"Well, I want to buy it."

"Now this really doesn't work, you have to buy it. Let Xingbo pick with you, just the one in our town, he knows your big name! I went somewhere else. ”

"yes, yes." The father and son were silent for a few seconds, and the old horse greeted the antelope.

I chatted with the second child for an hour, and it was almost four o'clock when I looked at my watch. The old horse hurriedly packed up and prepared to pick up the doll from school. On the road, I remembered the quarrel with the baby for the stray cat in the morning, I was unhappy for a while, and I had to coax the baby, and it happened that there were old people holding a stick full of sugar gourds and shouting, and the old horse picked one with a heart, and held the flaming red sugar gourd along the way, and strode straight to the entrance of the kindergarten. When Yangyang saw the sugar gourd, she was overjoyed, and the things in the morning were like amnesia, and she forgot about it.

When he came back to the door of a barber shop, Lao Ma stroked the white hair on his forehead and the long hair on the back of his head at the black glass outside the barber shop, thinking that he couldn't delay it any longer, so he took people to this barber shop.

After agreeing on the hairstyle, the barber asked, "Will you have our store manager or our director?" ”

"Anything goes!" The old horse waved his hand.

During the haircut process, the old man looked at Yang Yang from time to time, and always squinted and smiled at his grandfather and grandson. Suddenly, looking in the mirror, the old horse felt that Yangyang's hairstyle did not meet his expectations, it was too long, it was not easy to tie or comb, and it was messy like a crazy woman.

"You wait!" Lao Ma stretched out his hand and shouted to stop, turned back to the barber with the words "store manager Daniel" pinned to his chest: "Give me a baby and a haircut, I want that kind of student's head!" Student Head – You Know What? ”

"Wait a minute, I'll go get the pattern so I don't make a mistake."

The store manager in black leggings left calmly, and then calmly came again. He flipped to a page in the album, pointed to the picture and asked, "Is this or this?" This is a mushroom head, shorter, many friends like this. This is a doll's head, which is perfect for girls......"

"That's it!" The old horse pointed and finalized. Then he asked for the sugar gourd in Yangyang's hand, and he held it from afar, so that Yangyang sat on the big chair and began to take care of it.

"What about a friend's haircut, do you want our director Jim or do you want our chief designer Tony to do it?" Daniel, the store manager, asked the old man.

"It's all done."

About forty minutes later, the old man and the two rao had their haircuts done, looking down at Yangyang's handsome and cute head, the old horse was satisfied, and then took out his wallet and walked towards the counter.

"Hello, you two have a total of one hundred and fifty-six!" The low waitress smiled at the old horse.

"How much!" The old horse was so shocked that his face was red and his heart was beating, and he didn't dare to express it too nakedly, and his words were so mushy that he came out of his mouth.

"One hundred and fifty-six. My friend is the chief designer of our store, Tony, and our designer trims for 50 yuan a time! Then your hairstyle is our store manager Daniel personally help you to cut it, of course, the store manager is the most expensive, he is 100 yuan at a time, this is clearly marked at the door of our store, we have asked your ...... Then the six dollars is the finalization fee for the two of you, three yuan per person. "The waitress is in a difficult state.

Lao Ma scolded to the eighteenth floor in his heart, and took out two hundred yuan in his hand. After making change, he pulled the doll in his right hand, held a schoolbag and a water cup in his left hand, and held a sugar gourd with three left, and walked out of the barbershop in silence. After leaving, looking back, he had sentenced the barbershop to death in his heart – a death sentence with no room for anything.

Angry all the way for this old man, Yangyang noticed that his grandfather was unhappy, so he took the initiative to say while eating sugar gourds: "Grandpa, there is a new friend in our class!" ”

"Oh!"

"His name is Fang Qitao, and the teacher asked him to give it to us...... It's dancing! Hip-hop! He's a great dancer! Yang Yang was so excited that he danced with his hands.

Everyone is lustful, even if the doll doesn't understand, it's inexplicably happy to see a handsome guy who can dance hip-hop. How did the doll know that such a handsome guy had an awkward and strange, long and romantic fate with her. Extraordinary people have extraordinary fate.

"Oh." The old horse was panicked in his heart, and his mouth was casually perfunctory.

"The teacher asked him to sit next to me, and I gave him an eraser!" The doll's smiling face bloomed, and he walked all the way around this handsome guy, where could the old horse listen.

Walking to a roadside green belt park, the old horse saw that it was open everywhere, sat down, and took out the cigarette pouch, intending to smooth the resentment and anger in his stomach.

Long clouds are rushing, I don't know whether the earth is moving westward or the wind pushing them to the east, and people in a hurry will not be able to perceive the footsteps of the clouds in their lives. The old horse looks, and the ripples also look forward. How do you know: Wangyun can best neutralize the state of mind.

The unknown flowers at his feet bloomed and slipped, and there was no fragrance but color, and the old man secretly felt that it was not interesting. In his early years, there was a cluster of soup flowers under the root of the backyard wall, which preferred to bloom at dusk and spread fragrance in the night. People in the village can't see the flowers but are always bound by the rich fragrance, even in the dark night, they can't help but stop to look for flowers and swallow new. At that time, the young old horse liked to lie on the mat under the big tree, dip in the fragrance of flowers, taste the night, and listen to you, me, and me in the Qin opera.

All the trees on the greenway are framed by bricks, and the large-leaved banyan tree closest to him, the bricks of the city only leave it with a boundary of two feet in length and width, and a total of one square meter of surface soil, how big can this tree grow? The people in the city don't want them to grow up, and Tsai Tsai explained that they will be dug up again in a few years, planting trees of the same thickness in the same place, and digging and replanting in a few years...... That one square meter of bare land reminded Lao Ma of the indescribable vast loess of Majiatun.

In this bustling city, at the beginning, Lao Ma tried every possible way to find the shadow of his hometown, even if it was a square inch of land and a square inch of things. For example, there is a white eucalyptus tree with white flowers hanging upside down downstairs, which reminds the old farmers in the north of their hometown of March pear blossoms. The white eucalyptus flowers are really good-looking, but the new joy is not the first time you see it, and it is beautiful to never get tired of seeing it. When I was a child, I didn't know the beauty of pear blossoms, and when I was dying and old and arrived in a prosperous place, I realized how fairy, how elegant, and how extraordinary pear blossoms were. An interesting story broke out on the news before, hundreds of people watched a fake tree in the noisy scenic spot on the National Day, pointing and taking pictures, and the old man was funny when he thought about it!

The durian tree at the entrance of the kindergarten has attracted the attention of the old horse countless times, and the yellow durian on the trunk is like a hedgehog dyed yellow. There is a rare camellia tree planted in the flower pond next to it, and the buds of the tree will not bloom until they survive the autumn and winter.

"Lizard! Lizard! Grandpa—" Yang Yang pointed to a lizard and showed it to the old man.

The old horse removed the cigarette holder and lit the odds. The lizard quickly climbed up the large-leaved banyan tree overhead, and the old horse looked back curiously as he twisted his neck to look at it. The two worlds intersected because of one eye, and the old horse, who had never seen a lizard, had a blank brain at that moment, and there was a lot of joy hidden in the blank. Yangyang kept looking up for the lizard until it disappeared before reluctantly retracting her curiosity.

The blank world in a child's mind - it's good, it doesn't need to be stored, it doesn't need to be organized, come to something, it can always give it the best place.

The podocarpus in the corner of the wall and the old horse looked at each other for a long time. Why do people always crowd to be the protagonist of the eye-catching, what a free enjoyment it is to not be noticed, like the not so dazzling podocarpus hidden in the flowers, stretching at will, how comfortable and how to live, without worrying about someone staring at its innate flaws.

Yangyang was bitten by a mosquito, and the old horse took the cigarette pouch and continued to walk back. At the moment, I feel a lot better, maybe because of the beautiful scenery of the south in front of me.

On the way, the good thing Yang Yang grabbed a large fallen leaf, and when she pulled the leaf into her arms, the old horse glanced at the leaf as big as a dustpan in the north, bigger than a large sieve for sieving grain! The old peasant was purely curious, and he walked over and dragged it over to take a look, and it turned out that the lotus leaves were not enough. Since nature has generously created the magnificence of the northern country, it must not have been unkind to the southern country, and has given the land full of graceful splendor.

"I'm going to fly on it! Let's fly! Yang Yang was still playing with the big leaves, and the old horse turned around, stopped and laughed. Usually less than twenty minutes away, the two of them walked longer and slower, as if they were swimming in the mountains and rivers.

Wild grass has divine power, and no matter how barren the land is, it grows resolutely, in the corners of walls, in the lanes, in the hollows of the earth, in the crevices of the asphalt roads, in the stone steps, in the cement outside the viaduct...... The weeds in the cracks of the road that the old horse couldn't bear to step on were gently swept away by Yangyang, and they were grasped in their hands and played with like the fruit of victory. Life is not a temptation or a reproach, but it has been here, witnessed here, and enjoyed here. Where there is earth, there will be resurrection, and I believe that next spring, there will be weeds in the cracks of this red asphalt road, crushing under the pressure of wheels and soles, pulling leaves and blooming.

One of them swayed and jumped in front, and the other watched north and south in the back. The old man followed behind the man holding the sugar gourd and wild flowers, like a sheep, and ten thousand times more beautiful than a sheep. Because of the ripples, the old horse can enjoy the morning sun and the sunset.

In the early autumn and October, there are white moths in the south of the country fluttering in the flowers, the old bark grows green and fleshy red sprouts, a vine and pothos climb the highest tree in the street, the phoenix tree stretches lightly in the wind, and a cute dog runs over and smiles at the river... The show of the south, the old man looks at it again this time, and it seems that he is not so stumbling.

"Eh, eh! Hello! Hello there! Yangyang and the dog reluctantly greeted each other, and then said goodbye happily.

In the dusk, countless birds came out to seek fun, Yangyang raised his head and only looked at the birds and did not look at the road, the old horse grabbed the hand that Yangyang held the sugar gourd, the old hand held hands and turned the corner, only to see that the body would be bright and yellow, a moment dark, a moment of daylight, a moment of twilight.

Near the sky, the clouds are cloudy, boundless and impenetrable, like a huge hole hovering over the earth, trying to suck away all the sorrow of the world. As the sun sank, the change of light color made the distant clouds gradually brighter and whiter, and the nearby low-altitude clouds appeared darker. The bright white of the West resembles the background color of a painting board, and the thick clouds overhead have become the protagonist of the painter's brush, projecting various appearances with the change of color gray and dull ink, making the world happy and festive at dusk.

Walking and walking, the old man seemed to have finished his life in an instant, and he withdrew his eyes, as if he was drunk. The clouds were long, and I don't know when a large patch of light suddenly appeared in the west, and the eyes would sting if you looked at it a few more times, and this strong white light hinted that people were about to set sunset.

The old horse looked at the world against the light of the setting sun, and the world suddenly became a black and faint outline.

The view is breathtaking.

At half past six in the evening, Bao Xiaoxing, who had just sent his son back to the farmer's market, suddenly stopped at the green light. Just after accompanying her son to eat, she was in a hurry to eat fast, and her stomach throbbed from time to time along the way, and she held on until she finished sending her son. At this moment, the cramping suddenly became painful, and she clutched her stomach and couldn't walk. The green light was flashing, and Hyosung forced herself to the platform in the middle of the road, squatting on the platform with her stomach clutched for a few minutes, and then after another green light, she found a bench under the stormy promenade, and sat down.

National Day 7 made a lot of money, but he didn't have time to eat several times, and his stomach was already uncomfortable last night, and Hyosung just took it seriously because he was cold. Gastrointestinal inflammation was a common problem for her, but then she got better and ate regularly, and the disease disappeared naturally, and she made it again in the past two years - every three or five times.

At this moment, Bao Xiaoxing's whole body was tense, sweating profusely on his forehead, and his heart was very anxious. Her night shift there was seven o'clock, and it was already six forty.

Dou Dongqing's Malatang shop is at the peak of customers at this time, and every time he counts on this time, he will enter the account and make money; In the early stage, Kong Ping didn't bother to cut his index finger with a knife when he cut vegetables, and it was only seven or eight before and after, but even so, he was busy in the store. What to do? She really can't walk at this moment, and her stomach hurts terribly.

After another five minutes, I couldn't catch up, even if I rode over. Bao Xiaoxing had no choice, so he dialed Kong Ping's phone and asked Dongqing, who was cooking for the guest, to answer. After the phone rang, she told her the truth, telling Holly that she was going to be a little later tonight. Holly understands, and in turn comforts her to take care of herself. Hanging Antelope barely breathed a sigh of relief, but his stomach was still throbbing and he didn't dare to move, he breathed heartily, and he had to be gentle when he moved.

October has reached the dry season, it has not rained for a long time, and the roads are dusty. A lot of heavy trucks came out under the cover of night, pulling concrete, lime, gas, steel, cars...... The road rumbled like a construction site, and Bao Xiaoxing couldn't hear his heartbeat. While she was afraid that those heavy vehicles would overturn and crush her when they didn't want to turn, she fantasized about those heavy vehicles that overturned and crushed her when they didn't want to turn - how much compensation could the children receive, how much smoother life could be, and which was more valuable to crush her to death or to live her......

Food delivery trucks are running through the floor like rats, and Hyosung admires both the fearless optimism on the faces of the young people who deliver fast food, and the youthful optimism that overflows their faces with no perception of the reality of suffering or no deep perception. Optimism can't pay Meimei's tuition, optimism can't pay off her debts, optimism can't save her marriage, optimism can't make her school achievements optimistic...... So, for middle-aged people, how much is optimism worth?

It's so tiring. Bao Xiaoxing was so tired that he didn't have the strength to cry out in pain, he didn't have the strength to cry, and he didn't have the strength to think. She looked at the panicked street, motionless for a long, long time, as if she was looking at her own panicked half of her life. Her heart is as hot as love, she hates fate, hates herself, hates Zhong Li; She loved her children, her life, and her money. Love and hatred are like yin and yang, rampaging through her, scorching her, hollowing her out, hurting her, and destroying her......

Hyosung touched the dusty bench, she wanted to lie down and rest smoothly, maybe for a while, but she couldn't. She sat motionless, like a sculpture.

Why can Zhong Li choose himself and this family cleanly, but he can't? She was full of thoughts about divorce, and she had already decided to divorce, but if she divorced, how would she talk to her children. Xuemei may be good, but what about learning? "Chengcheng, do you choose dad or mom? Do you want to live with your father or with your mother?" - every time she cried in her heart. She had thought of all kinds of laws, and even no laws, but as long as she faced the changes in her family from the standpoint of her son, an eight-year-old child, she would collapse.

She hated Jong-ri and hated him so much that she wanted him to die - drunk, in a car accident, in suicide...... However, without Zhong Li, will my life be better?

Across the street was a construction site, the site of a new subway, and even though it was surrounded by high walls, she could still feel the upheaval in the construction site from the restlessness of the ground. Divorce – how can a family upheaval have no effect on the children?

Bao Xiaoxing broke his tears.

If she wants to break away from Zhong Li, completely and actively, then she must first stand up and become strong. Financially strong, spiritually strong, physically strong. If she wants to break up with him, then she must return to the Holly shop and serve this bowl of rice no matter how bitter and painful it is. Wiping away his tears, Bao Xiaoxing got up slowly, covered his stomach, and slowly walked forward on the far right side of the sidewalk like a person in his seventies and eighties, walking slowly step by step.

The principal and interest owed by the shop over the years, her recent online loan, and her current living costs, she will definitely not be able to survive without income. No matter how painful the gastroenteritis is, it doesn't hurt to death.

Walk and stop, hold on to the tree to rest and rest, and then continue walking. When I met a pier that I could sit on, I sat down, and I continued to walk. I couldn't walk, I cried silently, and after crying, I walked again. Crossing traffic lights, going around the outside of the construction site, grabbing railings to cross bridges, and wrong-way sidewalks are blocked lanes...... An hour later, when he was about to arrive at the door of the Malatang restaurant, Hyosung straightened his mind and body, and appeared in front of Holly and Kong Ping with a smile on his face.

Husband and wife love their own health, the growth of children, the support of the elderly, work, loans...... Middle-aged people are full of holes. Here is made up for there, there is a bigger one, the east one is repaired, the west side is overlooked, don't balance, even if a hole wants to be repaired tightly—it's difficult.

Fortunately, fortunately, with the blessing of the old man, when he entered the mausoleum, Bao Xiaoxing drank some hot water, and his stomach gradually became less painful, and he could work normally after holding it up. Those who have aspirations, people do not help, help.

The old horse swayed all the way with the ripples, the flowers, the grass, at seven o'clock downstairs in the district after dinner, the old man just entered the elevator, suddenly came to the old horse, his eyes stared at his hands and patted the seam of his pants and yelled: "Oops, I forgot to bring the key!" Oh my lord! What's wrong with me! It's over, it's over, and I have to find your dad again! ”

When the elevator reached the twelfth floor, the two men came out, walked to the door, touched the door, looked at each other, and wronged each other. I wanted to take the baby to find the baby's father, but the baby had already collapsed. Helplessly, Lao Ma dialed Zhiyuan's phone.

It's good to be early, but it's the busiest time in the supermarket. He Zhiyuan had no choice, said hello to Sister Zhou, and ran all the way home. I didn't have time to open the door, I didn't have time to kiss Yangyang, so I handed the key directly to my father-in-law, turned around and ran away.

When the elevator closed, the old horse muttered: "Good guy, this is busy!" It's a big business! Forty-five years old - still running! With a snort in his nose, he glanced at the ignorant doll, opened the door and entered the house. Where does Lao Ma know the situation of his son-in-law Zhiyuan, outsiders look at people just by looking at the excitement and looking at the skin.

He Zhiyuan panted and went back to the supermarket, but he was still given a blank look and a cold face by Manager Zhou. Before and after the National Day, the supermarket went fast, and the logistics department where Zhiyuan was located almost had purchases and shortages. Guangjin - the first after the National Day, early in the morning the supermarket came a ton of rice and oil, two trailers of cat litter and cat food, Zhiyuan moved the goods and moved the arm hurt, this side has not been finished, the other side came four boxes of snacks - melon seeds, raisins, nuts and broad beans. Before lunch, he came to two truckloads of dry noodles and instant noodles, and he didn't have time to eat before he put these things into the warehouse and registered them in the system, and when he had lunch at two o'clock, seven boxes of fruit came. Thinking that this was the end of the matter, who would have thought that the goods would arrive again after dinner - vegetables and wine, I don't know how many boxes, anyway, he and Liu pulled it five times with a forklift. The two were moving goods, and the father-in-law called and forgot to bring the house key.

He Zhiyuan couldn't cry or laugh.

It's been almost a month since he came to work at the supermarket, and he has just adapted and gradually improved, and he has been repeatedly interrupted. Before the National Day, the old man forgot to bring the house key twice, during the National Day for the old man to take a leave of absence, during which he skipped work when he had a diarrhea, and before the National Day, there was a boy looking for him to have something, and then Gui Ying came to the supermarket many times out of concern to find him...... Before and after, almost every third day, a family member called him, and his acquaintances in the supermarket knew that he had a lot of family affairs. Zhiyuan also obviously felt that Manager Zhou's attitude towards him was getting colder and colder.

For this reason, Zhiyuan told Gui Ying and his son, but how to talk to his father-in-law, and the old man himself didn't look down on his work. But Zhiyuan thinks that since a person has chosen, he must take it seriously, but his son-in-law really can't open his mouth.

Once, the old man brought the key but not the mobile phone, and he was too troublesome to run, so he came directly to the supermarket to find him. Zhiyuan bought food for Lao Lao in the cooked food area of the supermarket, and after eating, Lao Ma remembered that the lighter was out of fire, and called him to ask him to buy a few more lighters in the supermarket...... For such a small matter, the hiking was delayed for two hours, and in the end he didn't even eat dinner.

wants to talk to Gui Ying, but I'm afraid that Gui Ying's temper will always provoke big things and explode big things; No, my work is always interrupted and disturbed, it seems that I don't respect the rules of the supermarket, and I feel that I can't trust Manager Zhou. After all, it is not easy for a middle-aged man like him to find a job outside.