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The book seller on the street

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By BlossomParkerPublished 2 years ago 3 min read
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My family lives in the pedestrian street, after dinner often take my young son to go shopping, Jiangnan pedestrian street is not as lively as Jiangbei, but since the street on both sides of the placement of some selling Quzhou three heads, Jinyun baked cake, Hunan stinky tofu and many other snacks. The middle of the street placed a lot of clothes, cell phone film stalls, but also people come and go, lively up.

The pedestrian street is not a gathering of car sales, they all claim to be car shows, but also agricultural special sales, Hangzhou silk special sales, the annual New Year's Eve before the special sales. The stores on the periphery closed and opened, opened and closed, a wave of bosses for a set of bosses. The largest of the so-called Jinhua's largest single mall World Trade Center still did not open up.

The street does not know when came a book seller, light hair bright, looks quite radiant, quite spiritual. The most people immediately remember is that he was on crutches, standing there, occasionally have crutches to adjust the book, walking a little difficult. He sold some old books, but not very old, that is, unlike the new books in bookstores are to have plastic packaging, now the old books are very new. There are also some expired magazines, more books for children. Buyers where to pick and choose, bargain, are sold at a few discounts from the normal price. Once I saw him set up a stall, an old woman helped him down from the car and set up the stall for him. Then he stood where to sell books, the old woman should be his mother. I also went through a few times, no suitable books, did not buy.

Once I talked to my son about this book seller, I thought he was quite unacceptable. My son said that this man had been in the local newspaper, and that he had a special disease that prevented him from sitting down, so he had to stand. He used to have a book stall in Jiangbei, relying on this to buy a house in Jinhua, to support his mother, has been in the newspaper, is also considered a very inspirational role model. The pedestrian street does not charge his stall fee. The mother-in-law talked about this man, thought he was easy, talked about his mother's not easy, and talked about how he might not be married.

Another night, my youngest son and I went to the pedestrian street, the tannoy began to do sales there again, another small stall selling reading robots where to give out small packets of toilet paper, to where people raise their hands, you can grab a box of small packets of toilet paper. There were also distributing small rag dolls. My son and I also went over and the kids wanted to grab the little rag doll. A few of those little rag dolls were thrown into the crowd and we also grabbed one. Not long after, some people gathered in twos and threes. At this time, that often in the side of the book stall came, or the old woman riding a tricycle, he got off the tricycle himself, looked around, the old woman stopped the tricycle ready to set up a book stall. He stomped on his crutches to the stall that sells learning robots, let him move the stall, the stall of the little brother has a few people, that eloquent, just do not move away, the two parties quarreled. The little brother who sells learning robots said he was paying the fee, went to find the person who used the fee, the other two rich and powerful, it seems that the two guys who are still grumpy slammed the box to the ground, but the two sides are just another quarrel, the man standing, with two crutches, standing in front of the stall, just do not go, and occasionally waving a crutch, the crowd are far back, standing there to see, many people have gone away. The crutches looked pretty heavy. My youngest son and I also walked away. When we came home from the mall, we saw the standing man's book stall set up, and the car selling the reading robot was parked there, but no more stall.

Summer arrived, and as the epidemic eased, the streets became more crowded and lively. My youngest son often have to go to the pedestrian street after dinner to go shopping, and often still see that standing book seller, his stall and some more dinosaurs, Ottomans and some other toys. But I always feel strange.

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