At eight o'clock in the morning, I finished the nucleic acid test and walked home in order to exercise.
As I walked along the street and passed the vegetable market, I suddenly remembered that I should go see what fresh vegetables are available today and buy some to take home. Two square tables have been set up at the main entrance of the vegetable market. On the table are the printed venue code, Sichuan entry code, and community registration code. Next to them are several bold characters: Please wear a mask!
My hand unconsciously took out the mask from my pocket. The street had a huge flow of people and was bustling with people, but less than one-third of the people were wearing masks. Even so, I still hung the mask on my ears and covered my mouth and nose. Taking a walk around the market, except for pocket-sized eggplants and cucumbers, slightly old-looking loofahs, artificially ripened tomatoes, and old-stemmed water spinach, the others were all uncommon. The high temperature of more than 40 degrees has been going on for a month. I am very happy to be able to buy these vegetables. I want to buy a handful of cowpeas grown by farmers. In previous years, this season was a good time to eat cowpeas grown by farmers. I walked around the whole market, but I couldn't find the long and short, white and red cowpea shadows.
(tomatoes)
Suddenly, at the vegetable stall, a dozen vegetables and melons as big as my fist came into my eyes. From the melon head to the melon base, consistent vertical lines are evenly distributed on the melon body, but some melon bodies are white, some are yellow, and some are green. These melons were so small that they felt like they were pinched by the melon seller before they even grew up. I squatted down at the stall, twirling the melon and asking its price. "Two yuan a pound." An old voice sounded in my ears. Unexpectedly, these humble melons are not cheap, which just proves that "rare things are more valuable". Following the voice, I raised my head, and the melon owner turned out to be a white-flowered old man, probably sixty or seventy years old!
(cantaloupe, "slurry melon" as vegetable farmers call it)
I bought seven green and white melons, and the owner packed them for me in white plastic bags. I haven't tasted this kind of melon for many years. The last time I ate this kind of melon was when I was in junior high school. My mother made it in my hometown. However, in my impression, each of the vegetable melons fried by my mother was three or four times larger than the melon I bought today. I happily carried the melon belt and shuttled through the market. The melons were dangling in the white plastic bag. Hey, a cucumber rolled in front of my feet, and another white melon rolled over. A vegetable seller next to me reminded me anxiously, "Your bag is rotten and the melons have fallen out." I bent down and took a look, and I didn't know when a big hole opened at the bottom of the bag. These melons couldn't wait to escape from the bag. out. I picked up the fallen melon, put it in the broken bag, pinched the broken bottom and mouth of the belt together, and walked away holding the melon. Just after taking two steps, "Give you a pocket, little girl." A loud voice rang in my ears. I saw an old man at the stall next to me, smiling and handing me a brand new plastic bag. My heart skipped a beat and I took the bag with "thank you" repeatedly. The old man looked at the melon in my hand and said, "The melon you bought is probably bitter. Have you tasted it?" This was something I didn't expect when I bought it. When I walked to the front, another vegetable owner saw the melon in my handbag and said to me: "Your melon is probably bitter. I have sold this kind of melon before, and it is bigger than the one you bought. How much does it cost?" Jin? "Why do some people say it's bitter?" Is it really bitter? I thought to myself. "Two yuan a pound." I replied. The owner of the dish said, "I only sold it for two yuan a pound before." After hearing this, I actually felt like I was being cheated. However, if you calm down and think about it, it is normal for vegetable prices to be like this due to the severe drought today.
(cantaloupe))
Looking at these green melons in my pocket, indeed, this is the smallest melon I have ever bought. Is it bitter? I don't know yet. But at least, on the way home from buying melons, I felt the sweetness of the world.
