little love

It was a holiday today, and Song Yi was sitting alone in the grocery store facing the street, helping to look after the store.In this store, some acquaintances usually come to buy cigarettes, sugar, matches, soap, etc. Song Yi also knows the prices, so he is not afraid that others will bully him as a child.

A salesman in Song’s mother Gao Xiumei’s factory got married today, and the relationship is not very close. Gao Xiumei doesn’t want to go. If she goes, the wedding gift money will be a lot of expenses. Song Yi was injured a while ago, and money is already a little tight It's just that people have delivered all the invitations to the door, so if they don't go, it will be a bit unjustifiable in face.Usually everyone in the factory does not look up and sees down, so it is not easy to cause any unpleasantness.Gao Xiumei felt a little unhappy, so she simply took Song Yi's father to go with her. In her words: "There are many people who have more mouths, so I can eat some money and come back." The small high-heeled leather shoes left, quite a feeling of generosity.Father Song swallowed her words when he saw her posture, he should listen to his wife, otherwise his ears will not be quiet again.Turning around, he quickly took the bicycle out of the house and caught up with his wife.

Looking at the store alone is a very clean thing, but if you can ignore those who come into the store from time to time to inquire about his head, and introduce your uncles, aunts, grandparents, and grandparents by the way.

"Xiaoyi, buy a box of matches." A fat middle-aged woman walked into the store with a broken vegetable basket in her hand, probably just returned from shopping in the market.Yanghuo is the dialect of "match" in She County

"Okay, a box of matches, you take it."Song Yi took out a box of matches from the glass counter behind.

"Xiaoyi, I heard that you hit your head a while ago and bled two cups of blood. You don't remember anything now, do you?"

How can such a small head bleed out two teapots of blood, one teapot may not be dripping full, right?If I had lost so much blood, I would have died long ago.

Just as Song Yi was about to answer, the woman felt emotional again: "Oh, this good child, why did he break his head, alas. Then do you still remember me, I am your Aunt Li, who was just born by you before At that time, your mother didn’t produce milk, and I fed you for three months. Your mother Xiumei even asked you to recognize me as a godmother! When you were 2 or 3 years old, you liked to play with our family Liangliang, He will kiss you when he sees you."

"Ah, Aunt Li, I'm sorry, I can't remember. The doctor said it was because the blood vessel in my head was blocked by blood, and it will be fine after it is unblocked." Song Yi repeated what he had explained all morning.This morning, he already had three godmothers.

"Oh, that's it. Then tell your mother to make up for you. If you have time, come to my house to play with Liangliang. I'll make you your favorite scrambled eggs with leeks."

It seems that I hate the smell of leeks the most, or the deity of this body likes to eat them.

"Okay, I'll go and play with Liangliang when I'm free."

"Well, oops, I forgot the time while I was talking, it's almost 11 o'clock, I have to go back to cook, oh, how much is this match, look, my aunt hasn't paid yet." Aunt Li's feet were all over the threshold, and she turned around and asked again.

"It's okay, auntie, it's the same next time, go back and cook."

"Oh, look, how embarrassing it is, Xiaoyi, that aunt will leave first, and come to my house for dinner when she has time. This child is much more polite than before. He is really a good boy." He said with a smile gone.

I guess if I asked you for money, I wouldn't be a good boy with good manners.

After seeing off Aunt Li, Song Yi heaved a sigh of relief, he really wasn't good at dealing with people with gossip mentality.

"Song Yi, why are you looking at the store by yourself!"

Just about to install the door panels in the store and go back to have lunch, Zhu Xiaowei came.

"My parents went to drink wedding wine, I don't want to go."

"Then go to my house for dinner, my mother has prepared delicious food."

"No, my mother left me food, and it's not good to go to your house all the time."

"Well, it's up to you. By the way, your house will give me a box of cards. Last time I let Pengcheng win them."

"A box of cards costs 1 cents, bring the money."

"Don't be like this, my dad didn't give me money recently, so I gave you marbles last time. I'll help you install your door panel, just you little man, can you move it?" !"

"You gave it to me voluntarily, and I didn't force you. Who asked you to pay someone to do your homework for you? If I were your father, I wouldn't give you pocket money. It's easy to encourage your lazy habits."

"Forget it for me, I won't be your friend anymore, hum, I'm going home for dinner." No cards were given, and sure enough, he ran away without installing the door panel.

If you are capable, don't come to my house to borrow homework on Sunday night.Song Yi waited bitterly for Zhu Xiaowei to beg him.

The door panel is the wooden panel on the side of the store facing the street that acts like a door. It is removed when the store opens in the morning and installed again at night.There are about 5 or 6 pieces, each piece is about 2 meters high, and it is quite heavy. Song Yi finished installing it alone, and then locked the horizontal locks on the two door panels in the middle.went home.

The store is about one mile away from Song Yi's house, because the store is facing the street, and the house I live in is on the south side of the street, surrounded by some farmland, not far away, and it takes only 5 minutes to get there, which is convenient.

The rice was cooked rice and scrambled eggs with garlic before Song's mother left in the morning. It was warm in the pot, and Song Yi could eat it directly after bringing it out.After eating a good meal, I stood on the stool to wash the dishes and went back to the shop.

In the afternoon, quite a few people came to buy things, most of them paid in cash, and there were some on credit, but according to Father Song's instructions, they asked for their names and recorded them in the special debt book in the store. At the end of the month, Father Song Usually it will be taken back by itself.There were also people who came to inquire about Song Yi's condition. With the experience of the morning, they dealt with it politely.When it was getting dark, Song Yi sorted out today's money, carefully packed it on his body, cleaned the store, closed the store door and went home.

When he got home, he just opened the door, and Song Yi saw that his parents had come back, but the expressions on their faces seemed not quite right.