Town atmosphere

There are two streets in the vertical and horizontal direction, which are not regular crossing. The main ones in the middle are markets and commercial streets, which are like a big belly bulging out of thin clothes, and then the limbs are gradually slender and slowly hidden in the endless crops around. It is such a small town. Although the road surface is paved with asphalt, patches of all sizes are stacked layer by layer. Even so, it is still a little bumpy, scattered stones, which makes it more and more embarrassing. Anyway, this place is still the administrative center of exchange and trade within dozens of miles. If you go to the native place and live in the countryside, you must come and go frequently. After a long time, the visual senses gradually become familiar with and accept, unexpectedly, it became a little friendly. From this point of view, people’s adaptability didn’t need to be cultivated. After a long time, the discomfort would be resolved and there was no need to search for any knacks. Let’s call it Town B. In the southwest of China, my hands, my feet and my heart are carefully approaching to accept it. This is a brand new experience, not just a surprise for the new arrival, there is also a look at the local conditions and customs. We may be full of expectations for unknown things, of course, good expectations. But if the curtain is opened, everything is far beyond your imagination. I think, whether good or bad, cheers or frustration are just expressions. Then we still need to adapt slowly, go deep into it and complete another page of life record. Only in this way can we have no defects. When I get up in the morning, if the sun is shining outside the window, a burst of pop songs will drift around on the road in front of my home. One thing that makes me feel interesting here is the motorcycle with sound system, generally, it is 125#, the wind is from far to near, and the music is the same. It roars with the motorcycle. The driver sits with his head held high, with no one in his eyes, and his spirit passes. At first, I was very curious and felt very rustic. It was so flamboyant that I felt relieved after getting used to it. What do you like? Do you still need to comment? Sometimes I also ride a bike, following a song, all the way is charming, but it is not lonely. There was a noodle restaurant at the crossroad. There were several kinds of noodles with different tastes, including steamed stuffed bun porridge, hand-wrapping, small door face and no plaque. The landlady was small and quick. I like the beef noodles cooked by her best. The soup is thick with thick flavor and smooth noodles. When I was passing by, I sat down at the table in the open air and shouted: two or two beef noodles. In a short time, a large bowl of delicious noodles will be served in front of you, with several pieces of beef and small pieces of bamboo shoots, A few green vegetable leaves, red soup, white noodles, eat carefully, you can also have a bowl of noodle soup, clear and refreshing stomach, touch the stomach, really full really enjoy. Sometimes you can see her husband taking out the newly wrapped steamed buns from the inner room, putting them on the stove in front of the door, or packing the bowls and chopsticks on the table diligently, and then hurriedly entering the inside, that was a thin tall man with fine skin and tender meat. It seemed that he didn’t say much, unlike the landlady, he was just a rough voice when he saw people. What to eat? Bowls? Again ha! Laughter can float on the street. I like those old and old ladies who sell vegetables with burdens most. I always go to find them when I buy vegetables. One is planted by myself, and they seldom take medicine, the other is cheap, and the other is old people, it is not easy for me to take care of their business. Just on the roadside, all kinds of fresh vegetables were neatly arranged, many of which were bundles of vegetables without weighing. How much was a bundle of vegetables, and they were paid to take them away by themselves, very convenient. There was an old lady who had bad legs and feet. She always sold only one vegetable, leek, fat and fresh. Often I only needed two bundles, and she gave another bundle diligently, it was originally two yuan a bundle, she smiled and said, take an extra bundle, three bundles and five yuan! Every time she answered her, she smiled as if she was victorious. She looked at you kindly with a pair of eyes. She was very happy, which made my heart warm. There are two drugstores in the town. My father is in poor health, so I often visit their stores. One is a chain drugstore, which mainly sells Western medicine, and there are also some proprietary Chinese medicines that can be swiped by card, one is a Chinese medicine shop of a time-honored brand. I will choose which store to enter according to the prescription. There are two women in the western pharmacy, one is older and the other is a little girl, like a mother and daughter. My mother has obvious experience as a doctor. She knows what medicine you need and then brings it to you, tell you how to take precautions. The little girl looks very beautiful. She was fifteen or sixteen years old. She was either playing with a mobile phone or looking outside with her cheek. The customer knocked on the counter, and she was suddenly shocked and smiled shyly, I walked over lightly. Chinese medicine stores are in another situation, with antique plaques, wooden counters, rows of small drawers of medicine racks, An old man, dressed in white and beard, looked at you spiritually. Is there any prescription? What medicine do you need? You take out the prescription and give it to him. He looked at it carefully and reported it out one by one. This is teacher xxx’s prescription and there is no mistake. Then, open the drawer in the same way, take medicine, weigh it, put it in an iron plate with a gap, finally, put the prepared paper bag at the gap of the iron plate, and lift it with your hands, just poured out from the gap, his fingers flew over, wrapped it up, took the abacus, compared with the prescription, and said something in his mouth. His hands did not stop, scratching, the price came out. The most professional thing is that he will write down at the head of the prescription, how to fry it, how long it will take, how to take it, what to pay attention, What is taboo, very detailed. I like to watch the moment when he was calculating, his fingers were light and he flew up and down without hesitation, which was impossible without years of effort. I’m afraid few young people nowadays can learn it. If you want to know about the situation of one side, a cursory glance must be just an approximate impression. It is another feeling to blend in after living for a while. People who depend on many conditions in the town like local people are closely related to them. Walking around the crowd, listening to their dialects and feeling different cultural customs, you will gradually understand the joints, and at this time, you can live your own life naturally and easily like a local natives. I understand these, and I like them very much. Time flies like a shuttle, experiencing and learning slowly. The small town is already a part of my life. From strangeness to familiarity to pleasure, this process is the basic requirement of life and survival. Walking on the street of the town, some acquaintances will greet you slowly: are you on the street? Have a cup of tea? You can smile freely and respond loudly: Yes! Buy something. Don’t drink anymore. Let’s have a drink later! They laughed at each other and passed. I like this state, no matter whether I leave or not in the future, this kind of memory should be indelible. Lovely town.

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