The story of my growth 600 words

Happy things are as numerous as the stars in the night sky. Some have become blurred with the passage of time, but something happened during the summer vacation when I was ten years old. Something I can't forget to this day.

During the summer vacation the year before last, I returned to my hometown. Once, my grandma and I went to the supermarket to buy things. There are so many people in the supermarket. The salespersons, uncles and aunts are all so busy that they are sweating profusely, but they still work tirelessly and seriously. How valuable this spirit is. Seeing that they were so tired, I couldn't help but said to a salesperson, "Let me help you." The aunt opened her mouth wide in surprise and said, "You... can you?" "Let me try, slow down." Learn slowly." Auntie agreed and asked me to watch first. She quickly picked up the code reader and pointed it at the barcode, and the price immediately appeared on the small screen. After taking all the photos, she typed a few letters on the keyboard, collected the money, and was done. Haha...it turns out to be so simple, I can't help but want to try it. Oops, it looks easy but is hard to do. I was so clumsy that I finally finished taking pictures of the barcodes of the goods in front of me, but the letters on the keyboard seemed to be playing hide-and-seek with me, and I couldn't type a single one for a long time. The aunt laughed and said to me, "Let's do it. I'll type and you'll take the barcode." I readily agreed. Time passed slowly, I became more and more proficient, and the work went smoothly. I was secretly proud of myself when difficulties arose. A customer came over with a lot of things, and kept saying: "Quick, quick, I'm in a hurry..." Now I panicked, and the order was suddenly disordered, and some barcodes looked like It seemed like he was deliberately against me. I couldn't get in no matter what. It became more and more chaotic as I got busier and busier. In the end, my aunt helped me get it done. In a flash, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and I had to go home. Before I left, my aunt gave me a box of chocolates and said that this was my salary for today.

I walked happily on the way home. Although I was sweating profusely, my heart was sweeter than eating honey, and I was indescribably happy. The box of chocolates in my hand seems to weigh a thousand pounds. This is the first time I have earned it through labor and hard work. I took a piece and put it in my mouth. It felt particularly sweet.