Market Day (Hal 4)

In other words, when Grandpa Hal was alive, his family lived a happy life. Hal's father is too honest, which is timid to outsiders and won't talk in the village. Grandpa Hal is different. He went to high school, and the high school in the fifties and sixties can't compare with it now. Grandpa Hal is uncompromising at home. When he doesn't like Hal's parents, he will scold a few words. Grandpa still loves his grandchildren the most. It's no use expecting Hal's parents. All his hopes are pinned on the two brothers.

Grandpa Hal also likes the market every three days very much. Grandpa saw the sky yesterday. There is no aperture on the surface of the moon. It should not rain tomorrow. I also went to the village head to inquire about the gossip. Someone will drive a tractor to town tomorrow, and I will call that person for a lift early and when to leave. I plan to bring earth eggs, and sometimes I will pick some wild peaches from my contracted barren mountain peach forest and sell them together in the town. Not worth much money. Most people in the mountains don't lack these things. They just sell gadgets to people in town. The key is to be lively. Mountain people like to go to the market, buy some wine and watch others play tricks. That's all they want in life. Grandpa Hal couldn't beat his grandson yesterday and promised to take him to the fair on condition that Hal got up at five in the morning. Hal got up before the cock crowed. Joke: Hal has been looking forward to going to the market for a long time, and he was so excited that he almost didn't fall asleep all night. Hal and grandpa set off at dawn. Hal is very young. Grandpa has a big green kettle around his neck, which contains porridge cooked by grandma. I was thirsty and hungry on the road, so I took two drinks. Grandpa is carrying a pole, covered with straw, and covered with eggs and peaches. My father and I set out for the bridge at the entrance to the village. Before we left, my grandmother took plastic sheets to Hal. The countryman didn't pay attention. It rained, and plastic covered their heads, so there was no delay. In addition, Hal put the leaves of peach trees in his pocket, saying it was to ward off evil spirits.

Don't mention how happy you are on the way. I smiled all the way. Occasionally I meet passers-by from other villages on the road. Everyone knows them. As long as there is room in the car, everyone likes to squeeze together. From the village to the town, the actual straight-line distance is not far, but it is necessary to climb mountains and mountains. The dirt road can't compare with the cinder road in the town. There are potholes everywhere. It doesn't matter if it doesn't rain. When it rains, some places will get stuck and it is difficult to lift it. The mountain road leading to the town is steep in several places. Sitting in the car, Harbin feels 60 degrees. The wind is blowing in my ear. Walking tractors are slow, but better than walking. Fortunately, it hasn't rained these days, otherwise it is estimated that adults in several places will push their cars up. When I arrived at the town fair, Grandpa Hal quickly found a place to sit down. Location is very important. Grandpa Hal has many years of market experience, so he arranged it in the place with the largest traffic. There are still exquisite here. Some places are fixed booths. People in the town have been operating for many years, and the place cannot be occupied. I'm from Shili Baxiang Market. Just find a place to fit in. When his father settled down, Hal took out the kettle, took a sip of porridge, spread the plastic on the floor and sat down. Father only waited for the crowd to officially open after dawn.