Walking north from the village is about two miles away, it is the location of our brigade. More than ten villages around it are under its jurisdiction. Anyone who handles land, household registration, house construction, etc. must first come here to build an official seal, and then go to the township government more than ten miles away.
When I was a child, I never cared about this brigade. What I was interested in was the supply and marketing cooperative next to the brigade, because everything was sold there, such as cloth, thermos, bowls, chopsticks, candy and cakes... It was much better and much bigger than the small shop in our village...
Supply and marketing cooperative Even though it was only two miles away from us, I couldn't go there a few times a year because I didn't have that much money to buy things. I didn't go there until I had to. Now I think about it, that supply and marketing cooperative is the current supermarket!
I remember one time, my grandfather took me to buy a thermos. I was very happy. I didn’t feel tired at all after more than two miles. I felt like I had arrived in a short while.
The door of the supply and marketing cooperative is hidden in red, inlaid with two large pieces of glass, with red words "tobacco, alcohol, sugar, tea, daily necessities" sticking to it. When you walk in, you will be spacious and bright. There are a long row of counters, so many things that I can't see... I remember there were two female salesmen, a male salesman, the man's surname is Sun, who is in his forties. He is from our village. He occasionally saw him riding a bicycle to work and looked very arrogant.
He enthusiastically introduced the thermos to his grandfather. I didn't dare to move, and my eyes kept secretly looking around. There were notebooks, pens, rubber shoes, and white shoes at the counter. There were daily necessities at the counter on the west side. After buying the thermos, my grandfather pulled me to the counter where I sold food, which contained bread, cakes, fruits, and things I didn't know... Finally, my grandfather bought a pound of fruits. The female salesperson skillfully weighed one pound, took a pack of wrapping paper, covered with a square red trademark paper,
wrapped it with a paper rib rope left and right, and finally tied a bow buckle on it, which looked so beautiful. I could see the magic and thought the salesperson was so amazing!
Grandpa spent another cent to buy me five pieces of fruit candy. The fruit candy was wrapped in colorful flower paper. He opened one piece and put it in his mouth, and held it gently. It was so sweet! After eating the candy, I didn't forget to smooth the candy paper into a flat and put it in the book. The fragrance lasted for a long time...
There is one thing I still remember today. When I was seven or eight years old that year, it should be about to celebrate the Spring Festival. The supply and marketing cooperative gave each household 2 kilograms of lamp oil. The adults were very busy, so my mother asked me if I could get it back. I simply replied, "Yes, I'll go by myself!" I think that I'm growing up, and going to the supply and marketing cooperative is a good thing. Although I don't have the money to buy those delicious foods, it's also a pleasure to take a look!
So, my mother took two glass bottles, took out a small red book from the cabinet, and told me to hand it to the person in the supply and marketing cooperative. After getting the oil, I will take it back. Never lose it. After losing it, I will not get the oil. It will be difficult to light the light at night. I am full of confidence and say that I will complete the task.
When we arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, the yard was already full of people. Everyone surrounded the two big oil barrels and the two salesmen. I was a child and couldn't squeeze it up. After a long time, it was finally my turn. I fed the oil and signed it. I stuffed the notebook hard into my pocket and walked home with two bottles of oil. I thought I had completed the task successfully, but when I left the village entrance, I met a man. When he raised his hand, I saw my bottle shattered in a flash! The oil spilled all over the floor in an instant. This...what is going on? Look at the man, he has nothing in his hands! Why did the bottle break? I was anxious and started crying. The man glanced at me and left... That time, I didn't know how I got home. Although my parents didn't blame me too much, I still felt uncomfortable for several days. I was always worried that there would be no oil when the power outages in the future, so that every time I saw the oil lamp, I felt sad...
Now, in 1988, I was in the fourth grade of elementary school and had to go to the school next to the supply and marketing cooperative to the sixth grade.For three years, I have to pass by the door of the supply and marketing cooperative every day, and I always take a look involuntarily. Occasionally I go to buy a pencil worth seven cents, an eraser worth five cents, and a pen worth 1 yuan and 2 cents after school... This is already a very proud thing...
I don’t know which year it was, the supply and marketing cooperative quit, and later the house was gone, and replaced by a newly built house and a small square. Although so many years have passed, I can still clearly remember the appearance of the supply and marketing cooperative and the female salesperson, and miss the taste of the fruit candy even more...
Review: Gao Jie
Brief comment: The author used vivid and vivid language to restore the supply and marketing cooperative in the old days. The sour and sweet past scenes were like moving piano sounds touching the heartstrings of readers.
Final review: Yan Jingxin
Author: Liang Xiujiao, pseudonym: Summer of Sheep. Born in 1978, a small mountain village in western Liaoning. He loves rural life and likes literary creation. Many essays such as "Old Well", "Stone Mill", and "Stone Mill" have been published on the literary platform. Record your love for life with your heart and pen!
Editor: Bu Yi
This headline publishes works every day. The preferred paper magazine "China Countryside" will be published. All the publications above are free to send sample magazine
Submissions must be original and first published. Submission email: [email protected]
Statement: This article is an original work of Zhongxiangmei and may not be reproduced without permission.
