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Chapter 48

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    Another big market in the township.  The market is one of the rural cultures. At that time, people did not have the concept of a supermarket. Although they had a small shop, most of the items sold there were items with a long shelf life. Many fresh vegetables, fruits, meat, etc.  Collected at the canteen.  Bazaars evolved from people's needs for survival.  People exchange money and materials in the market, but it has a little more concept and human touch than the supermarket.

    Among the people who come and go, there are blind dates from ten miles and eight villages, and many of them are acquainted and greet each other.  Bargaining in the market is also a beautiful scenery. Although it does not have the mystery of holding hands in the sleeves of the ancient times, but it is always in this bargaining, chatting more, which makes people feel more friendly  .

    Qingxi Village is not considered a big village in the town, but only has more than a hundred households, but there are also a few businesses in it.  Clothes sellers, vegetable sellers, butcher sellers, and some small shops in the village.  The market is in a fixed place. In Chen Yao's memory, she has been going to the market here since she can remember. She doesn't know how this land was formed.  Is it a unified plan by the government, or did this tradition gradually form from two or a few people who came out to make a living to make a living?  The answer only history knows.

    Although the market is located in a small place, its scale is not small, at least it can meet the basic necessities of life in these ten miles and eight villages.  There is nothing particular about it here, as soon as a few urea bags are laid out on the ground, the fruit will be sold;  I ride a 28-year-old bicycle, wherever I go, the things are on the back seat of the bicycle, sometimes it is candied haws, sometimes it is pig pancreas, sometimes it is oysters, and sometimes it is still steaming  Steamed buns and bean buns, and sometimes finely flavored bean chips.  However, like places selling butchers, local townships have specially built lime stalls, and the acquisition of these stalls follows a principle: arrive early and occupy early.  People who do business always have to set up their stalls at a few o'clock in the morning. If they want to occupy a good position, their daily income can be increased a lot.  Of course, this place is not completely disorganized and undisciplined. There will still be urban management law enforcement officers patrolling and charging simple land occupation fees.  It's only one or two yuan, and they also know that these small businesses don't have much profit, but they are all for the convenience of the villagers.

    Chen Yao likes to go to the market with her mother, because there are many children, and her mother used to take the market with her in rotation.  However, because she is young and needs to be taken care of personally, it is her turn more frequently. Chen Yao is often taken to the market by her mother.  Moreover, the studies of the sisters are slowly getting heavier, and they are not in the mood to go to the market.  Therefore, at a young age, she has become a frequent visitor to the market.  When going to the market, it's not necessarily that the mother will buy delicious food. The children are sensible, and they rarely ask for money to buy food.  However, one good thing is that every time my mother buys something to eat, she will taste it.  This is a very common thing in this market, especially in the fruit stalls or cooked food stalls. These small business people from ten miles and eight villages are also very generous. Sometimes they will cut a piece of fruit, sometimes smaller fruit,  Like grapes or small spiced pears, it is also possible to eat a whole.  Because most of the vendors in this market sell their own products, their cost is lower than that of the vendors who buy them.  This way of self-production and self-sale has brought great benefits to the villagers.  Every time Yang Yi takes Chenyao to the market, she will give her this precious opportunity. It¡¯s just this small discount, which makes Chenyao very satisfied.  Enjoy the free food.

    "Fourth, change into some cleaner clothes, and I will go to grandma's house with mom to see your grandma and grandpa." Yang Yi's words made Chen Yao, who was still under the winter blanket, jump up excitedly, completely ignoring  When it was cold, she began to put on heavy cotton clothes, although when she put on her body, she was very smart when she was cold.  Although her sisters were at home on weekends, she still received such generous treatment because she was the youngest.  Today is the market, and my mother will take her to the market, and then I will buy delicious food for my grandma and grandpa at the market. When I arrive at my grandma's house, she can have a hearty lunch.  Meat, just thinking about it makes me happy.

    Because of the waiting, the time has become extremely long.  Although she is working hard to help her mother and help her prepare the family's breakfast, breakfast is undoubtedly polenta, which is the simplest, cheapest and easiest thing in their lives, and it is also the most nutritious thing Yang Yi said  s things.  Although the second sister, Chen Yu, didn't like to eat it all the time, so this morning's meal privileges belonged to the second sister. The leftover dumplings stuffed with cabbage at noon yesterday, my mother had already warmed them up for her.  Even Li Changqing, who was going to work, didn't eat hard rice dumplings. Yang Yi always said that pasta is hard rice, and they always make pasta at home when they are working, which is even more forbidden.She even felt very happy to help herself carry things.  However, in the past two years, her father's gray hair made her unable to bear to let him suffer a little.  Seeing his daughter like this, Yang Wenguang let her go.

    "Why is it so cold, you are still peeling corn leaves outside, don't do it, let's talk about it when it gets warmer." Yang Yi didn't say any more after hearing the news about her brother and sister-in-law.  She actually refused her father to work at such an age, but her temperament was to follow this strong father, and he just couldn't stop.  Besides, she was afraid that if she said that she would not let her father do it, her sister-in-law would be overwhelmed, so she could only tell him to wait until the weather was warmer.

    "Enen, quit, quit." Yang Wenguang kicked the bundle of corn stalks to the side like an obedient child, and then followed his daughter into the house.

    "I just said that Dad is not allowed to do it on a cloudy day today. He is disobedient." My sister-in-law Shen Jin hurriedly stepped forward to explain that she really persuaded her, but Yang Wenguang's temper was so strong that he really didn't listen.

    "I know, with Dad's temperament, even eight cows can't be pulled back." Yang Yi quickly said that it was Dad's problem.

    Everyone hugged each other and entered the house. Yang Yi saw that her mother had been lying on the bed for decades. Although she didn't like her mother's appearance, she was her own mother after all, so what could she do.  She still greeted her enthusiastically, and delivered the delicious food she bought to her.

    But Chen Yaojue is completely different from her mother. She likes her grandma, because every time she is the first to notice her existence.

    "Fourth, come here, it's freezing, come under grandma's quilt, it's warm." After greeting her daughter, grandma immediately began to greet this fresh little niece, and even stood up and began to shake the hair on top of her head  Hanging cage.  Chen Yao knew that there were all delicious food saved by her grandma, and every time she came, her grandma would find some delicious food for her.  She glanced at Yang Yi, she never dared to do it on her own outside, she was afraid of embarrassing her mother and breaking the rules.  Yang Yi's eyes gave her permission, and she took off her heavy cotton shoes. In fact, her feet were still cold, and then she inserted them under grandma's quilt. Along with the warmth, came a piece of fragrant pastry.  and a lollipop.

    "Grandma, you haven't eaten this lollipop yet?" Grandma's eldest grandson, that is, Yang Yu's eldest son Yang Haofan looked over helplessly.

    "This is the last time she had an infusion. She said it was bitter in her mouth. I bought it for her. She hasn't taken it yet." Yang Haofan explained helplessly in front of everyone.  When Chen Yao heard this, her hands froze. She cast her eyes on Yang Yi again, and asked her again with that look: Can I accept this lollipop?

    The adults are no strangers to Zhang Mingyue's behavior. What she is best at is taking the delicious food bought for her by others, hiding it, hiding it, and then sleeping with her two grandchildren in the middle of the night.  At night, she took her baby basket from the top of her head and found all kinds of delicious food for them. She likes to see her two grandchildren happy while eating, and she will also visit her when her nieces and nephews follow their daughters  , give them something delicious.

    Yang Yi nodded to her daughter, signaling her to take it.

    This meal is still served by Yang Yi as always. In her mind, she is not a guest when she returns to her mother's house, let alone wait for her sister-in-law to serve her.  Besides, it was a long time since I cooked a meal for my parents, and Yang Yi was very willing to cook.  Every time she sees her father Yang Wenguang eating happily, she is also happy.

    I had lunch before, and when there was no work at home, Yang Wenguang would always go out to play cards and chat with a few old friends.  Especially as I get older, the grandchildren go to school, and the son will go out, and he will go out after taking care of his wife.  But when Yang Yi came home, he would stay at home all day, and after eating, he would drag Yang Yi into the house to chat about family affairs, and tell his daughter everything he wanted to say, the stories about East Street and West Street  , Who got married, who gave birth to a child, how did his old friends quarrel with his daughter-in-law, those trivial daily life are his world, the world he wants to share with his daughter.  When Yang Yi chats with him, she always responds in the same way, and he will be happy like a child.  At this time, Yang Yi is always thankful that she stays not far from her father, so that she can often go home and have a look.

    What is family happiness?  As long as you can get together more with your close relatives in this intersecting life time, whether it is long or short, it is enough for an old man who has never received the love of his parents.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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