three feet away from me

After a lot of tossing, the sun climbed three poles, and the two people came out of the house, talking and laughing all the way, walking under the shade of the trees, it was cool, and it seemed that they had arrived at the market at the foot of the mountain in a blink of an eye.

"It's so lively." Wen Xucong always went home immediately after finishing something, never stayed outside, and it was the same when he finished school in the academy. He hurried through the noisy streets with his books in his arms. There is Du Xingqing next to him, and he is not in a hurry to go home. If he sees something interesting and interesting, it doesn't hurt to hang out for a long time.

The young master stood beside Du Xingqing, his eyes rolled slightly within the line of sight, rippling with excitement.

"Everywhere in the market is lively, but there is one bad thing." Du Xingqing took his hand and said, "It's easy to walk? Lose it."

Wen Xucong's body froze. He had no experience of being led shopping, so he wanted to break away when he moved: "I won't leave or lose it."

But Du Xingqing clasped his fingers tightly and pulled him closer: "Listen to me, let's go? Where can I go if you lose me?"

I said this, as if coaxing a child, Wen Xucong's ears were a little red, and the hand covered under the long sleeve? He took it back calmly.

"Let's go, I'll buy you something to eat." Du Xingqing raised his eyebrows, looking beaming, as if he had fallen into a honey pot.

Wen Xucong followed him, and called him in a low voice: "Young Master."

Du Xingqing turned around and said, "Huh?"

"Have you brought any money?" He didn't forget the last time he ate melons in the field.

"Don't worry," Du Xingqing patted his chest and winked at him; "There are many!"

There were people coming and going in the market, and the figures of the two were particularly conspicuous in the crowd. Turning their heads around, some little girls kept peeking this way with their veils covering their eyes.

Wen Xucong felt slightly sweaty in his palm, but he didn't intend to let go of the hand that was holding him.

"Do you want to eat candied haws?"

Wen Xucong was lost in thought, when a bunch of red round things came into view.

"I can't eat a whole bunch." Wen Xucong took a bite and saw that Du Xingqing's hand was empty: "Aren't you going to eat it?"

The little boy had a hawthorn stuffed in his mouth, and he puffed up one cheek, and when he spoke, he puffed up and collapsed, like a rabbit eating grass.

"Just eat one or two, save your stomach for the rest," Du Xingqing led the little boy eating candied haws forward? "I figured you couldn't finish it, so I bought a bunch."

"Ah?" Wen Xucong was chewing on the candy bark, and there was a lot of noise around him, so he didn't hear much? Clearly: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Du Xingqing tugged on his clothes for a while, and his hairband for a while. Wen Xucong was eating, so he ignored him in a good-tempered manner.

After Wen Xucong ate three hawthorns, he pinched the candied haws on a string in his hand, but he didn't put it to his mouth and take a bite like he did a few times forward.

Before Wen Xucong could speak, Du Xingqing leaned over to grab the candied haws in his hand: "Don't want to eat?"

Although he didn't know what Du Xingqing was going to do, Wen Xucong still handed out the candied haws and nodded honestly: "It's a bit sweet."

"I knew it." Du Xingqing very naturally bit off a piece of candied haws that Wen Xucong ate leftover, with a crisp voice.

"So, you, aren't you!" The young master was blushed by Du Xingqing's actions in the street, and he didn't know how to move his arms or legs.

"What's wrong, you don't know if you are not in charge of the family? Chai Migui," Du Xingqing clicked a few times, one bite at a time, and a few candied haws were swallowed by him: "Look? These aunts and aunts, how hard it is to do business, Are you willing to waste it?"

Unreasonable words, Wen Xucong see? He glanced, no temper.

"Hurry up, Liu Laotang opened a stall in the east of the city today, and there are many people waiting for it late!"

"start running."

Du Xingqing was looking at the small bamboo cages in the shop, and the people around him were all running in the same direction.

"What's going on here?"

"You two don't know? There is a master craftsman in our town who has been making sugar figurines for decades. His craftsmanship is amazing! The sugar paintings are so lifelike that they seem to be alive. The tiger candy Humans can scare a child to tears."

The enthusiastic salesman brother has not finished his introduction, but the eyes of the people around him seem to be shining.

"Really! Then you can go and see? See?." Du Xingqing put a silver coin beside the small bamboo cage, and pulled Wen Xucong to squeeze in with the crowd.

"Hey, guest officer, you haven't taken your things yet!" The little brother yelled for the first time? The first time he saw someone who gave money to Dafang and didn't want anything. He was so anxious to pick up the money that Du Xingqing put on the table.

Du Xingqing shook his head and waved at him without looking back: "Come back and take it!"

Then he bowed his head? He murmured to Wen Xucong in a low voice: "Still taking things, what if we go late and there are no sugar people?"

"There will be," Wen Xucong comforted him: "If you don't have any, you can buy a piece of sugar and cook it in the pot, it's the same."

"...It seems that it's not quite the same."

"arrive."

Following the young master's voice, Du Xingqing lifted his head up, and saw a candy figurine stand under a banyan tree by the river. Because there were so many people, the sugar figurine master couldn't see his face, and there were already ten people in line. There were several people, including men, women, and children, and there was also a stall next to it, with all kinds of sugar figurines on it, which were lifelike. Two children aged eight or nine, a little girl and a little boy crookedly pasted a piece of paper on the In front of the sugar figure painting, there is a line of words written on it: the elderly, the weak, the sick, and the disabled and those over 70 years old can take a sugar figure by themselves, without having to queue.

Du Xingqing squinted his eyes to read? After finishing the line, he tapped his palm: "Xu Cong, we are at a loss."

Wen Xucong: "What's the loss?"

Du Xingqing looked regretful: "I have suffered from my age."

"...You should still line up."

"Oh!" Du Xingqing responded, turned around and left.

Standing in front of them was an old man with white hair and a little stoop.

Du Xingqing looked at the old man's hair and hair, and looked up at the sun in the sky. He felt that the old man with the big sun was working too hard, so he kindly reminded the old man: "Old man, those over 70 years old don't have to wait in line."

The old man stared ahead, but there was no movement.

It should be because he is getting old and his ears are not good. Du Xingqing felt more and more unbearable. He patted the old man on the shoulder even more? He said again loudly: "Old man! There is no need for the old, weak, sick and disabled? Line up!"

After a while of silence, the old man still ignored it.

Du Xingqing didn't give up, and said it again: "Old man, don't the old, weak, sick and disabled over 70 years old over there? Queue up!!!"

This time the old man finally couldn't stand up anymore. He turned around and yelled at Du Xingqing tremblingly: "I'm only 69 this year! 69, 69!"

After shouting, he was still puzzled, and added angrily: "I drank three bowls of porridge when I went out in the morning. I dug the grass in the field. The old, weak, sick and disabled, who am I!"

Forget it at seventy, the old, weak, sick and disabled can bear it, but the 70-year-old old, weak, sick and disabled can't bear it.

The author has something to say: Wen Xucong blocked his face and said, I don't know this person.