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March in a small town

March in a small town

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Chapter 1 one

March in a small town 萧红 3662Words 2018-03-19
one The field is already green in March, green like lichen, revealing here and there.The grass on the outskirts of the country has to turn several bends to get out of the ground. The grass still bears the shell that has burst the seeds on its head, and sprouts more than an inch high are happily drilled out of the soil. Skin.The children herding cattle found a piece of grass sprout when they lifted the tiles under the skirting piece. The children told their mother at home, saying: "The grass sprout has been unearthed today!" The mother said pleasantly: "That must be Xiangyang place!" The white, boulder-like seeds of the root vegetables were rolling on the ground, and wild children picked them up by the liter by the bucketful.Dandelions are sprouting, sheep are bleating, crows are flying around the poplar trees, the weather is getting warmer every day, every inch of the day is interesting.Poplar flowers are flying all over the sky, like cotton.People used to catch him when they went out, and Yang Hua was hanging on him.

Grass and cow dung are lying on the road, emitting a strong smell, and the sound of stones beating boats in the distance, empty... There was a loud bang. The river ice broke out, and the ice cubes pressed against the ice cubes, flowing down depressed and unrestrained.Crows stand on the ice looking for small fish to eat, or frogs that are still hibernating. The weather suddenly became hot, and it was said to be "February and August, Xiaoyangchun". Naturally, the cold weather is still coming, but it has been hot these days.Spring walks from here to there with a strong call... The small town is filled with poplar flowers, and before the elm trees turn yellow, the streets and alleys are flying everywhere, like falling snow blocks...

Spring is here, everyone seems to be waiting for a long time for a big riot, which will be held tonight, everyone has a criminal mood, and wants to participate in the liberation attempt... Spring blows to everyone's heart, with calling and confusion ... I have an aunt who is probably in love with my cousin. The aunt was originally a close relative, the mother's sister.But my aunt, she is not my real aunt, she is the daughter of my stepmother's stepmother.Then she could be considered to have a blood relationship with my stepmother, but in fact she didn't. Because my grandmother came to my grandfather's house after she became a widow, and Aunt Cui was the daughter of this grandmother who was originally born in another family.

Aunt Cui also has a younger sister who is two years younger than her, probably seventeen or eighteen years old, so Aunt Cui is eighteen or nine years old. Aunt Cui was not very beautiful, but she was slender, she walked quietly and beautifully, and spoke clearly with a kind of calm emotion.When she reached out to eat the cherry, it seemed that her fingertips were very pitiful for the cherry, and she squeezed it gently as if she was afraid of breaking it. If someone greets her from behind, if she is walking, she will stop, if she is eating, she will put down the rice bowl, and then turn her head to her shoulder without turning her whole body, so she consciously He closed his lips tightly, as if he had something to say but couldn't say it for a while...

As for Aunt Cui's younger sister, I forgot her name, anyway, she was a chatterbox, not very trim, completely different from her older sister.Flowers are green, red and purple, as long as they are popular in the market, she doesn't choose much, and she makes a dress and puts it on as soon as possible.After wearing it, when visiting relatives, when people compliment her on how beautiful the material is, she always says that it is exactly the same as this one, and she gave it to her sister. I went to my grandfather's house, but there was no girl my age in my grandfather's house to play with me, so whenever I went, my grandmother always called Aunt Cui to accompany me.

Aunt Cui lived in her grandfather's backyard, separated by a board wall, and came as soon as she greeted her. Although there is only a board wall between the yard where my grandfather lived and the yard where Aunt Cui lived, there was no door to connect to, so I had to go around the street and enter through the main entrance. So sometimes Aunt Cui came to the board wall first, greeted me through the cracks in the board wall, and then went back to the house to decorate it before going around the street to her mother's house. Aunt Cui likes me very much, because I study in the school, but she doesn't, and I understand everything she thinks better than she does.So she always has a lot of business to discuss with me to see what I think.

At night, I stayed at my grandfather's house, and she stayed with me. Every time I fell asleep, I talked about it, and I talked about it in the middle of the night. I don’t know why I can’t finish it... At the beginning, we talked about how to wear clothes, what color to wear, and what kind of material to wear.For example, walking should be fast or slow. Sometimes she bought a pin during the day, and at night she took it out to have a look, and asked me whether the pin was good-looking or not. At that time, about fifteen years ago, We don't know how to dress a woman elsewhere, but in this city almost everyone has a wide velvet knotted shawl, blue, purple, and various colors, but most of them are bay red.Almost all you see on the street are big maroon shawls.

Even though there are so many red and green ones, there is no maroon color that is the most popular. Aunt Cui’s younger sister has one, Aunt Cui has one, and almost all my classmates have one.Even my grandmother, who is not very elegant, wears one on her shoulders, but it's blue, and I don't dare to use the most popular maroon red one.Because she was finally a little older and gave way to young people. Also, it was popular to wear velvet rope shoes at that time, so Aunt Cui's younger sister hurriedly bought them and put them on.Because she is very careless, she doesn't care if she is good or bad, but she has them as well, others wear clothes, and Aunt Cui's younger sister seems to be covered by clothes, messy.But it always conforms to the principle of having everything that one should have.

Aunt Cui's younger sister bought the velvet shoes and put them on.Running on the floor, after a while, one of the fur balls tied on the face of each shoe has left the shoe and is jumping upwards. It's about to fall.It's very interesting, as if a big red date is tied to the foot.Because her shoes are also maroon.Everyone was laughing at her that her shoes were broken as soon as they were bought. Aunt Cui, she didn’t buy it, she hesitated for a long time, no matter what kind of new things arrived, she didn’t buy them soon, maybe she already liked it in her heart, but it seemed like she opposed it , as if she didn't accept it.

She had to wait until many people started to buy, and it seemed that she was a little bit tempted at this time. It's like buying velvet shoes. She talked to me at night and asked my opinion, and I said they were pretty. Many of my classmates also bought velvet shoes. The next day, Aunt Cui asked me to accompany her to the street. She didn't tell me what to buy, and went into the shop to choose something else for a long time before asking about my velvet rope shoes. I went to a few shops, but none of them were there, and they all said they were sold out.I know the people in the shop talk nonsense like that.It means that his store is usually the most abundant, but it just so happens that you want this item, and he doesn't have it.I advised Aunt Cui that let's go slowly, there will definitely be others.

We came to the center of the street from my grandfather's house at the bottom of the street in a carriage. We got out of the carriage at the first shop we saw.Needless to say, we have already paid for the carriage.When we come back after shopping, we will call another car.Because we don't know how long it will be.Maybe if you see something good, buy something even if you don’t need it, or if you have already bought everything, you don’t need to linger, but you have to linger for a while, or the purpose of buying something is only a pair of shoes, but the shoes are not bought. Instead, Lori Rosso bought back many unnecessary things. On this day, we dismissed the carriage and entered the first shop. This is not the case in other big cities, but it is often the case in my hometown. Although he has been paid for in a carriage and is free to go about his business, he often still waits outside the shop door, waiting As soon as you come out, he still invites you to sit in his car. We walked into the first shop and asked if there was any.So I looked at other things, from silk to wool, from wool to silk, I didn't look at the cloth at all, it was not like mothers went into the shop, bought one to make quilts, and bought another to make Cotton jackets, because we can't control the cotton-padded jackets.Mothers don't go into the store for a month, and once they enter the store, they should buy this cheap one, and that one is not expensive, so they should buy it.For example, a piece of flowered foreign cloth that is only used in summer, the mothers bought it in winter, saying that they bought more while it was cheap, and they would always be needed.But we are not, we go into the store every day, and search for some good-looking ones every day, which are expensive and valuable, and in normal times, we absolutely never use unexpected ones. We bought a lot of lace that day, some with light sheets and glazed ones.It was hard to say what kind of dress would be made to be worthy of this kind of lace.Maybe I didn't think of making clothes at all, so I bought the lace rashly.While buying, I said yes, Aunt Cui said yes, so did I.Later, when I got home, I opened it up in public for everyone to judge. This word, that word, made everyone feel a little bit out of ideas, and my heart was already five or six times empty.So I quickly packed it up, or snatched it from other people's hands, wrapped it up, saying that they didn't know the goods, and didn't let them see it. Reluctantly said: "We are going to make a red and gold velvet robe, and put this black glass edge on it." Or: "Let's send this red one to someone..." Having said that, my heart is already eight or nine points empty, probably because these beloved ones will never show up again. In this small town, there were not many shops, and later on, adding that there were no velvet shoes, I was anxious, maybe I ran faster, and after a while, there were only three or two shops left.And those three or two families don't go there often, the shops are small and the goods are few.If you want to come to it, there will definitely not be one. We went into a small shop, and sure enough, there were three or four pairs that were either small or large, and the colors were not good-looking. Aunt Cui wanted to buy it, so I felt strange. I didn't like it very much. If there is no good one, why should I buy it?Let me say, I didn't buy it and went home. After two days, I had long forgotten about buying shoes. Aunt Cui suddenly suggested to buy it again. From then on, I knew her secret. She fell in love with the velvet shoes a long time ago, but she didn't say it. The secret of her love is like this. She seems to want to take it to the grave and never want it. Speaking out, it seems that no one in the world is worthy of listening to her... It was snowing heavily outside, and Aunt Cui and I went to buy velvet shoes in a carriage. We were wrapped in leather quilts, and the coachman driving the carriage sat high on the coachman's platform, shaking his body and singing a hoarse folk song: "Drink..." The wind whistled in our ears, and the heavy snow poured down from the sky Confused our eyes, the distant sky is hidden in the clouds and mist, I silently wish Aunt Cui to buy the lovely velvet rope shoes soon, I wish her to be saved from the bottom of my heart... The city center stood dimly far away, there were few pedestrians, and the whole street was silent.We asked one by one, I was more eager than her, I wanted to buy it quickly, I carefully questioned the shop assistants, I never gave up a small opportunity, I encouraged Aunt Cui, and I did not forget one family.She was a little surprised why I suddenly became so enthusiastic, but I completely ignored her suspicions, and desperately wanted to find a pair of velvet shoes in this small town. Only our carriage, because it was carrying Aunt Cui's wishes, ran soberly and fast on the street. The snow was getting heavier, and there was no one on the street, only the two of us, urging the coachman, running back and forth.It was very late in the day, and the shoes were not bought.Aunt Cui looked deeply into my eyes and said: "My life will not be well." I really wanted to pretend to be an adult to comfort her, but before I could find any suitable words, tears began to flow. Out.
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