A Rural Life in the 70s

This piece is an old house, part of it is a low-rise bungalow, more of an old two-story building, the house is low, narrow, and sturdy. Crowded and stretched down the winding streets.

It is such an old city and old lane. At this time, it is already brightly lit and full of people. The people who come in and out are coming and going. Most people are carrying or carrying goods on their shoulders, shouting loudly, whispering, and speaking fast. The pace is fast... It seems as if everyone is rushing forward to catch up. Everyone's face is full of excitement and even excitement with dreamy colors, as if there is something in the invisible summoning and urging them, let them go forward, regardless of the speed, speed up and go straight ahead, rushing To the front of themselves is not too sure.

I used to be quiet and peaceful in the country. I was used to the calm and simple nature of the capital. Even though I have been to this coastal city for two days, I have seen some new things, but I really face this scene in full swing. Xiaoqiu is still awkward. Then, in the semi-real half dream, she has already involuntarily stepped in, and as the flow of people, it was also wrapped up in the streets, into the streets, into the hustle and bustle, that piece of thriving.

The best way to feel the pulse of an era is to go deep into the torrent of this era and feel it yourself.

Even if I have known it for a long time, I have already heard Liao Chen introduce the prosperity of the emerging market in G City, but I really can't help but be surprised. Surprised by the large number of shops here, the variety of products to be sold, the wide range of goods, and even many imported electrical appliances, watches, and electronic products that are extremely rare in northern cities can be found.

And her eyes, the most sold electronic products, besides the electronic watch, are calculators, palm-sized, book-sized... almost one hand, buy a paver, in the hands of everyone who buys things, There is a calculator, the buyers and sellers inquiry, and then a calculator, the drop is pressed and counted, then bargaining, closing...

Seeing these scenes, Xiao Qiu thought of her own old Wang Limin, and also thought of several people who ran the business Tian Jinming... So, she bought the first batch of goods is ten slap-sized calculator. At this point, the button battery is still not popular, and the calculator she bought still uses the fifth battery.

After making the first business, Xiaoqiu also took a calculator, and took all the calculators away, then slowly followed the crowd and looked at the goods on the stalls. While asking about the price, comparing the quality of the product, the price, and the price/performance ratio...

When she walked over like this, the speed was naturally not fast. When I walked through the streets and walked into the second street, it was almost an hour, and the sky was already bright.

Just like the ghost city of Beijing, the most popular time here is the time near dawn. When the sky is bright, the crowd has already dispersed, the business is still going on, the flow of people is still going in and out, but the seller’s face on the booth is There was a lot of tiredness, and the attitude of answering the inquiry was also a lot of sloppy, with some casual and lazy taste.

There are hawkers who carry the burdens and sell food, cakes, sausage powder, rice balls... every time they pass by, they will leave a unique aroma of food.

Some vendors bought these snacks on the spot to do breakfast, filling up the already hungry stomach. Some people are more particular about paying attention to the stalls. They take turns to go to the snack shops in the streets and alleys to buy hot soup and hot meals. For example, all kinds of congee, soup, wheat, and even noodles are all available. Taste preferences.

Another peddler who sold buns walked over from the side, and the aroma of the buns plunged into the nostrils, causing Xiaoqiu to feel hungry.

Instead of buying a steamed buns, she smacked it from the ‘bag’ and accidentally found a bar to burn. All the way down the south, Xiaoqiu, who had not eaten the pasta for several days, smelled the scent of the fire on the head of the bar. He felt the tongue and the mouth spurt, and he found out a piece of his own pickled shrimp oil radish, which was caught in the fire of the bar. One bite down, the head of the stick is pure and full of chewing, and the taste is strong and chewy, and the crispy and savoury of the shrimp oil radish is delicious.

As she ate, she looked down at the goods on the stalls on both sides and suddenly heard a woman smiled and said: "When you look at the head of the girl's hand, you know that the girl is coming from the north side? I don’t know if my sister’s hometown is S or province?”

The talking woman’s authentic S-North dialect successfully awakened Xiaoqiu, who focused on looking at the goods, and let her look up at the moment immediately, while raising a smile and preparing for the sigh: “I am S province, I don’t know if you are a big sister... Ah, three..."

While Xiaoqiu saw the other side's appearance, Hu Weihong, who was opposite, also saw Xiaoqiu's face, plus Xiaoqiu's expression. Even after a few years, Xiaoqiu grew taller and the girl became a slim girl. Wearing a dress has also changed the appearance, Hu Weihong still recognizes the beautiful little girl in front of her eyes, that is, she once called her three sisters, the long queen Xiaoqiu of the second house of Sanhe Village Wangjia!

"Xiaoqiu?" Hu Weihong's face is inevitable, but more is a worry and a faint fear. She hesitated and screamed at the same time, looking behind Xiaoqiu and surrounding.

Listening to her calling her name, Xiaoqiu no longer doubts, but does not know how to call it, hesitating for a moment, or said: "You don't have to look at it, the home is not coming..."

Hu Weihong was obviously relieved. Looking at Xiaoqiu’s eyes, he was already calm and calm. He even showed a joy of not making a fake, bypassing the stalls and coming to Xiaoqiu, holding the hand of Xiaoqiu. : "I didn't expect to see you here... Come and sit in it."

Xiaoqiu did not refuse, and she took her hand to the back of the stall and sat down on a small stool.

Hu Weihong took a bottle of soda from the bottom of the stall and handed it to Xiaoqiu. He said: "There are only a few bottles of water here, not even one."

Xiaoqiu smiled and shook his head, took the soda, and took a bar from the bag and burned it to the past: "I still have a fire here, you have to eat it if you don't want to give up... This is really true. Hometown flavor."

Hu Weihong picked up his hand and picked it up. He took a piece and slowly chewed it into his mouth. An ordinary bar was burning, but she seemed to taste the taste of Jane, in a place that Xiaoqiu could not see. She has squinted her face and she has already blushes.