Fengshan Township says it is not big or small. There is a long street across the market area, with blue-colored stone slabs paved with streets, and the street is only three or four meters wide, and the shops on both sides are all

It is a civil structure, with people living upstairs and shops downstairs. It is usually a two-story building. The small window on the upper floor is supported by a bamboo pole, or a short rope to dry clothes. The door panels downstairs can be detached one by one, so

It does not take up space and is convenient for business.

The road leading to the north and south at both ends. Merchants pass by here because the business has started to move. Although it is a small place in the mountains, shops, workshops, and various small shops sell clothes.

Selling miscellaneous items, farm tools, even coffins, blacksmith shops and other items, the small business is very well done, and the vendor stalls of various products from the fields are also piled up everywhere, and various small hotels are also rare.

The stars are spread out, and there is a faint little atmosphere.

There is a small restaurant in the bustling area of ​​the market. Other shops on the street may be one floor or two floors at most. This restaurant has more than three floors on the pavilion. It is gray and pink paint on the outside, which is very grand. The people of Fengshan rely on this convenience.

Some people have left the farming field, but most of the people who cannot afford this road still rely on traditional farming, making them rest at sunrise and setting sun.

It was a little dawn, and Lin Yiniang got up early. She thought she would tiptoe to let Liang Chuan continue to sleep and go to the market after dinner. Liang Chuan is also a person with a very light sleep. Moreover, yesterday I learned that Yiniang would go to the market to sell firewood today.

I had no time to sleep and woke up early.

Both of them are very thoughtful people. They know what the other person is thinking, and it is boring to hold on to each other. They stop being too slow. After dinner, they go outside to pick up firewood.

The best firewood should have regular shapes and roughly the same thickness. It is probably the thickness of the calves and big arms. Fengshan has many pine and fir trees, and there are many native cypress trees. These woods are the best firewood, which is both resistant to fire and prosperous.

, when burning the fire, there is less smoke, and after burning, it can still collect a lot of charcoal. It is really the ideal fuel.

Liang Chuan wanted to carry the frame by himself. Lin Yiniang felt sorry for him and said, "I'll let him come when the injury on my feet healed." It's okay now, she worked hard for a while, it doesn't matter. Lin Yiniang picked up more than 80 pounds of good-looking faces."

The wood was stacked up layer by layer. Liang Chuan looked at the pile of wood like a hill and was secretly frightened. The energy of this small body was really great, making him unable to handle it.

Two people were one in front and one behind, Lin Yiniang was carrying firewood in front, and Liang Chuan followed behind with a cane. How could Liang Chuan know where to go to the market?

The river in the middle is very wide, about dozens of meters wide, and the water flows fast and the water is also very large. The only bridge across the river is located north of the village. It takes a detour to run around the river and makes people feel sad. It looks so close to you.

The two of them finally arrived after a long time in the market.

It was almost the end of the year, and no items were produced in the fields at this time. People in the village took some farm goods to sell, and some started to purchase New Year goods that were needed at the end of the year. The streets were already very lively, and everyone was all

The snacks in the stalls are steaming, and the stall owners and masters are shouting hard. The vegetable farmers are picking their own vegetables and occupying a place. They squat down and start selling vegetables. Generally, there are fixed stalls in good locations.

The main boss requires a little filial piety silver from the village every month. This has been the case since ancient times. It has been used to this day. It has been a market management fee! The vendors along the street started to operate it. Although the village also has the responsibility of maintaining street hygiene, renovation and daily order, it is absolutely

It will not expel small vendors all day long, causing trouble. Although the problem of hawkers occupying streets and roads has been repeatedly banned, in order to take into account the livelihoods of hawkers, they generally do not advocate rashly punishing hawkers. In Fengshan Township, where the size of a palm is a slap, the villagers look up but look down.

, there are more or less relatives in several generations ago, and things will not be too rigid even if they can survive.

Lin Yiniang said she was going to squat next to the butcher shop, where she was selling firewood. Liang Chuan looked at the crowded and bustle, looking around. It was like the set of a costume drama, with extras full of acting skills everywhere.

, life is a play.

Lin Yiniang guessed that he had been lying at home for a long time. It was too long since he came to the village market to see the popularity. She reached into her chest and took out two copper coins and handed them to Liang Chuan, "Third brother, you haven't been here for too long.

I guess I want to be lively, so I will find a butcher shop to sell firewood next to you, so you can go around. You can take this money and buy some of it when you see what you want to eat.

There is not much money, you have to think about it before buying it! If you can’t find it, I will look for a meat seller. I am next to the meat seller. If you really can’t find it, wait for me at the entrance of the tallest restaurant, and I will

Waiting for you there! Will you succeed?”

Liang Chuan was about to go around, but when he heard this, he pushed back the money handed over by Lin Yiniang and said, "No need for Yiniang, I'm not hungry, I'll look around. If you need my help selling firewood, you can say a word!"

Lin Yiniang carried firewood and said with a smile: "What else can you do? Gu Hao just won't cause trouble for me!"

Liang Chuan's old face turned red with a word, and he smiled and said, "I'll just look around and I'll find you later..."

Liang Chuan dragged his crutch and limped around with interest. Everything was fresh to him, selling bean curds on the roadside, fried rice cakes, fried wontons, noodles, and winter

It was steaming and so tempting. For months, Liang Chuan drank porridge every time, and his eyes were filled with stars. His huge body became hungry for a while. Seeing these snacks on the street, he was so greedy. Look at them.

If you look at this snack, you have to leave if you turn your head and don’t leave, and you will rebel without being able to do so.

The little lady wants to give herself money to eat. Now the situation in this family is not blind, and Liang Chuan sees all the situation. Lin Yiniang saves money and even carries such heavy firewood to the market to sell. She is a big one.

It’s fine if the men can’t help, they can’t spend that money indiscriminately.

Liang Chuan walked and looked around. There were suddenly a lot of people around the roadside. People were surrounded by people and they were all over the place. Liang Chuan was tall and could be seen from a distance outside the crowd. There were two young girls and an old man.

The face is pleated, the hair is scattered and ragged, sitting on the ground, eyes are closed, and the expression is like a dead father, an old artist who is a street artist who is slowly pulling a erhu, and a girl is standing next to her.

The most common appearance in his early teens is pretty, but it may be due to long-term malnutrition, skinny and bone-skinny, and thin, and the face is black like a ball of black charcoal. If it weren't for the long hair,

Like a tomboy, the girl was playing the wooden flute with a natural expression. Not far from the front of the two, there was a large porcelain bowl with many copper plates inside.

It turned out that there were two people who were performing arts. There were really many such scenes in ancient times. I wonder if there would be bullies appearing to bully men and women later.

In that era when spiritual civilization was extremely scarce, not to mention watching operas, even such a famous performance would be watched. Although many street artists now show their talents in subway squares and other places, they have watched a lot of them.

After all, I don’t think it’s a cultural feast. I just treat it as an ordinary performance. Liang Chuan was so idle that he had nowhere to go, so he kept following the crowd to watch.

The old man obviously performed too hard, and his face was hung with a dead father's expression. Although he was pulling hard, the tune was also very sad. While pulling, he introduced his miserable life experience: "My father and daughter

The two came from the south and walked north all the way, not seeking wealth, but seeking a full meal. When passing by the precious land, there was a rich man who supported the money and a poor man who supported the personal man. "Liang Chuan listened, in the story

It also has a meaning, but there is no gimmick, so I will definitely not be able to make a lot of money. And seeing the reactions of the people around me are also very excited, but not many people throwing money, the response is not strong at all.

The old man had to work hard. After the song was over, the onlookers obviously wanted to just watch the fun and not buy it. When Liang Chuan saw the momentum, he gusted in his heart: "I am really poor. I have two copper coins, so I threw them all away.

, It's good for you, a group of people just want to take advantage of them but are reluctant to give them money." They were muttering in their hearts, and there was a look of disdain on their faces.

The old man was in the same tune, and as he listened, the audience also heard that it was coming, nothing new to see. The people around him dispersed one after another, and the old man pulled for a long time but couldn't make a fuss.

But it was a little girl. Liang Chuan looked carefully and saw that the little girl was not taking care of her body and her body was not growing. If she was carefully trained, she would definitely be a beauty.

The girl looked calm, fiddling with a handful of erhu in her hand, singing a small lyric in her mouth: small red paper, telling her all about her business.

The wild geese are in the clouds and fish are in the water, and I feel sad that this feeling is hard to send.

The setting sun leans alone against the west building, and the distant mountain faces the curtain hook.

The face of the human face is unknown, but the green waves are still flowing eastward.

Liang Chuan didn't know that this was the lyrics of Doctor Yan Shuyan, but he only knew that the lyrics were beautiful. The girl's voice was even more natural. After singing the song, others didn't feel anything. Liang Chuan felt it fresh and couldn't help but clap his hands and shouted: "

good!"

Liang Chuan's voice became particularly louder as he became stronger.

This sudden roar was like a thunder thunder on the ground. The crowd of onlookers were all confused, their ears buzzed, and many people were depressed. As for this roar, they were all performing their skills.

It’s not as hard as you, you’re simply sick. The eyes in the crowd swept over like snowflakes.

There were two little girls dressed obviously more delicate than those around them, their clothes were very bright and bright, and their faces were covered with red fat and gouache. They stood closest to Liang Chuan, and their bodies were shaking when he yelled. They were afraid that they had never suffered

Such fright, his eyes were a little red, and he looked at Liang Chuan and wanted to eat people. Liang Chuan was a person who had seen the world. When he worked, he was the least afraid of the people. People had to be ashamed, and trees had bark, and jobs were to be skinned.

You can do not.

The girl and the old man were also frightened by Liang Chuan. It was the first time that such a passionate audience met. Seeing that Liang Chuan was also a disabled person, I guess he was thinking that this would not be a colleague... I don't know how much money he would give him objectively

, four eyes were waiting eagerly.

Liang Chuan slapped his hands repeatedly, making his hands hurt. The people around him also wanted to see how much it would be worth if they liked it so much. After watching it for a long time, the thunder sounded loud and the rain was small, so he was also a free job.

Lord! Just applauding there, not throwing a penny away.

"I'm sick!" Scolding sounds endlessly.
Chapter completed!