A Rural Life in the 70s

Xiaoqiu and Jindi didn’t like playing cards. Just across the road, the 27-year-old man’s card was very strong. See Qin’s return, one of them came over. Road: "Don't you play cards?"

Qiao Bei is a good player in an active atmosphere. When I look at this situation, I immediately pick up the call: "Do you both come over and play two?"

The two readily accepted, just as the two of them sat opposite a mother with children, so Xiaoqiu and Jindi changed seats with the two.

The mother with the child is a woman in her thirties... However, this age is only the appearance, Xiaoqiu guesses that her actual age is smaller, her face is clear in the wind, the dark skin is clear wrinkles, and the eyebrows are wiped. The sorrowful color that does not go makes her look old.

The woman was indifferent to the people and things outside, and all her energy was focused on the little boy in her arms. This little boy seems to be six or seven years old. It should be the age of 'cats and dogs and dogs'. As a general rule, boys of this age should be more lively and even naughty, but this child is acting. Too quiet too, so quietly lying in the mother's arms, as if a baby can not walk. It is worse than the baby, even crying.

Seeing the situation of the mother and the child, Xiaoqiu probably understands why the two men are so keen on playing cards, and when they change seats, why are they relieved? Faced with such a situation, it is really easy to make people feel depressed.

For a moment, Jindi couldn't resist the temper, and he snarled into Xiaoqiu's ear and said, "Well, that... seems to be sick? Would you like to show him?"

They are good to come out and travel to accumulate treatment experience, but they can meet each other on the train. Their age is so small, people may not believe it!

As he hesitated, the train stopped at a small county station. As soon as it stopped, there were many women and half-children holding baskets and carrying baskets and ran outside the window for sale. There were sorbet, soda, and local specialty pork buns. Lamb pie...

The two men who used to play cards seemed to be familiar. One of them laughed and got up: "It’s just noon, let’s have something to eat and then play. I know that they have an old lady selling roast chicken. It’s better than pheasant. Bad, you wait, I am looking for it."

A train of dozens of cars, hawkers selling things rushed up, which car is also random, not necessarily encountered. But this person knows that the old lady is old, the chicken is delicious, and the seller is a repeat customer, so she never gets on the bus and waits on the platform. Someone buys a roast chicken and calls her, she goes on. Before trading through the window.

At this time, a pound of pork is only a piece of two, a pound of roast chicken will be less than two dollars, the usual roast chicken is more than two pounds, rarely to three pounds, almost sell five dollars.

This person came to Xiaoqiu where they were sitting in the double seat, arms around the small table, and the head outside the window shouted and called the old lady, slightly proud of it: "Give me a roast chicken!"

The old lady’s hair was gray, about 50 years and sixty years old, but it was moving. She immediately took out a roast chicken wrapped in paper from the basket she was holding. She glanced directly and said: “Two pounds six Two halves, one pound and two dollars, you give five three."

The man frowned and said: "Are you still going back to the money? The last time I bought it is still a piece of it!"

The old lady did not move and shook her head: "How long do you not buy? You have to sell two dollars at least for a year..."

That person boasted of Haikou, so I really don’t want to buy it? I bought a roast chicken with a bitter face.

But see the old lady handing out a paper bag and handing it over: "Take your cake!"

The man took advantage of the old lady’s hand: “More than a bag of cakes, we have more people, and one pack is not enough.”

Where is the old lady, even the voice: "I have a chicken to take a bag of cake, there is no extra, give you more, take it to others?"

After this dispute, the roast chicken bag caught by the man was not strict. The thick and fragrant chicken smell was revealed from the paper bag. The child who had been in the mother’s arms moved and gently screamed. :"mother……"

The woman suddenly got nervous and reached out to pat the child's back. He whispered: "The column is smashing, go home and kill you chicken and chicken."

The child was silent for a moment, and it should be heard. In fact, he knows that the mother is jealous of him. The hens who have laid eggs in the house have bought the mother, and I have to pay for him to see him. Where can I kill the chicken?

The voice of the mother and the child is very small, but the space in the train deck is really limited. The man who buys the chicken can hear the conversation between the two. His face changed, and he no longer yelled at the old lady for a cake. He took a bag of chicken and turned it back to Qin Yu and his north.

The reason why he took the initiative to go to the bleeding to buy chicken, but is looking at the three five-five smoke that Qiaobei took out, wearing a good dress, at first glance, the children with excellent family conditions came out to wander around... such a small donkey is a fat sheep, first Not to mention how much cash is on the body, the two watches on the wrists of the two people can definitely sell hundreds of dollars. With money, how many roast chicken can't be bought?

He is a chicken under the big money, how can he fill the mouth of the poor mother and child?

Jindi looked at Xiaoqiu's eyes, Xiaoqiu nodded, and shouted back the old lady who had just left. He handed over ten yuan and bought two roast chickens.

Two roast chickens and two cakes were piled on the table, and Xiaoqiu and Jindi didn't eat. When the train started again, Xiaoqiu smiled and greeted the golden flute to eat. They couldn’t eat the two little girls and one chicken. They took off one piece and handed it to Qin Yu Qiaobei. Looking at the other chicken, Xiaoqiu frowned. : "I just smelled the chicken, I couldn't hold back, I bought two at once, this can't be finished, the heat can't hold it..."

Jin Di smiled and said: "Let's two people can't finish it, this big sister and the child haven't eaten yet? If you look at us, we will help you, eat it together? As the saying goes, it doesn't hurt. It hurts..."

Xiao Qiu also said: "Yes, yeah, this big sister, you two mothers will help us!"

The two little girls apparently heard the chickens that they had to eat chicken, and they couldn’t eat them. The woman’s heart was moved, and she said to her child in her arms, “Pillar, 咱娘Meet a good person..."