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我在西安二三事(一)

酷★牛仔 BY - 2007-10-6 15:49:00
 
the girl who sells baked sweet potato
There was a busy area near my university,  hawkers shouted all the day here, from the soybean milk, fried fritters, to the evening's dinner, candied gourd to socks, the market here  supplies everything in your
imagination. And the emergence of one people, as you unexpected, it was a little girl. 

 The girl came from  rural  areas,   was selling baked sweet potato.about17-year-old, her appearance was extremely ordinary,and wearing a very large black coat, has covered the knees, it was clear that it was not her own clothes. her black hair in a plait and the plait hided in her coat collar, if not carefully observed, can not be found. From the skin, she did not have a slightest aristocratic temperament, if the girl's skin is made from  the water, her skin is made from sweet potato, but this did not affect her fine facial features and the beautiful eyebrows Hemorrhoids, medium, right. Her every thing, including a hair, had nothing to do with  fashion , or incompatible with, but she stood there selling sweet potato, has become a landscape, has become the focus of everyone. Her eyes a moment and kept the guests exchange, a rise of a smile, a minimal gesture, can mak a deal. Have never heard her selling, but she attracted many customers.

 The month between late autumn and winter,baked sweet potato was very popular ,because people took the time to eat sweet potato, but also the way the warm hand. We eat breakfast every morning for class, that the girls pushed out of the oven, the oven is the abandoned petrol cans, inside build on the thick layer of mud caused, it is very, very Shen, She devoted a similar four-and luggage cart as a small, heavy oven placed in the car, moving up to facilitate more. She placed the oven, put on a pair of cotton gloves, due to relatively cold, to use a glove Wu will ears, hands and Manmandeba Shenjin furnace, Lu Hui get started, such as cleaning up almost Lu Hui, Kaohao the head one night, braving the heat of the sweet potato one by one placed in the stove, as a display of gifts. Not long after, a sweep through the streets of the Dama, asked her to a sweet potato, into the front of the bag, and inside to her five money, to find her money, not life and death at Dama, two people began pulling . Dama-based charity, the girl can also do not want to account for unclear cheaper. Finally Dama took more than a few sweet potatoes to be up. Then, another one pair of young lovers Coushang ago, the woman faces Tuzhuo powder, wearing a green Yurong Fu, as people dressed up to Guangxian. The men wear a Korean-shirt, wearing a baseball cap.

"my dear husband, I'd like to have the big one." the woman said

"May not  sweet, fool" Man said. 

    "no, I will take the big one"    Woman

"Hey, how about this one  "  Woman  " oh, my hand was nearly scalded "

"be careful, my sweetheart,let me help you "  Man 

During this period, the girl was quietly standing aside,with  the expressionless face, the two pick a sweet potato, pay the money, just turn around, the men and woman muttered " Such a pretty girl ,  selling sweet potato on the streets, if not... "Girl seems to feel that someone else's criticism, hurried finishing the live-on-hand to cover up the inner anxiety. 

On that day, very normal day, I found a lot of the campus entrance of Wai, some people who Zhajin Lancashire, for a while, and turn away, some people crowded into the series, I can not help but look at the skull, no I thought witnessed the most painful scene: that the girl bought sweet potato squatted ground, face buried in the Gezhi Wo, a look around from time to time the rise of strangers, she sleeves kept the tears wipe his face, but Have not issued any sobbing, that the sweet potato with a large oven Piza Kengkengwawa, pushed to the side, like a Caibian of the Yi Laguan. Kao Hongshu full of flesh littered the inside out, were stained with Lu Hui, some throw the split, and appears to have been severely stamping on the Jijiao, Huang Cancan to smear a manner. Her black jacket, a few dust Ceng, a sign of how the already strong arm at the elbow, tearing up the exposed red knitted sweater.

"This urban management was too outrageous!"

"Is that the city has no need to rectify it so relentlessly, even little girls are bullied."

The noisy crowd reported comments sound as if the general movie-playback, I saw a group of urban management ignored the girl begging for mercy, San Liangxia of a sell out on the clean-up of illegal Tandian Kaohong Shu, then driving a white van, Yang Chang Away.

Girl still in Mayan Lei Yi Gejin, an Aipang middle-aged man opened the bag, out of 50 yuan, approached and said: "Meizi, Bieku, accept it," the money On the front of her, she got up Qufu. People a while riot, the boss, staff and students. . . We paid the money, contribute to the effort, you five, 10, have generously helped a few people also destroyed the girl to help oven on a cart. . . I give her money to stay 10, turned away.

The next day, Kao Hongshu Tandian of a messy cleaners have been a clean sweep, as if nothing happened. Since then, I never met a girl who.


In private, I always think: If that girl was not dumb, she would be able to be more family-friendly, and didn't sell
baked sweet potato.

If she was not dumb, she can go  high school, admitted to a good university, and marketing of professional, a monthly salary of thousands of white-collar workers, there will be a bright future;

If she was not dumb, can express love, the future there will be a pain her husband, no one dares to bully her, painful time, crying aloud, lonely time, relying on the shoulders of one.

   And I  always think about  the reality of the the gap between rich and poor in society, life is always full of   " if "
                                                                                                                  Oct.8.2007

 
 

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