Short story: buying vegetables, selling vegetables

Approaching the cold, the weather is getting colder, the market, the side of the street, an old woman, curled up, next to the unsold homegrown vegetables.

Fang Fang, opening the curtains just to see this scene, thought of her mother who just died, when her mother was alive, she also relied on growing some vegetables, taking them to the market to sell, leaving early and returning late, coming in the wind, going in the rain, feeding three children, and finishing college.

Thinking of this, Fang Fang called her daughter who had just taken winter vacation.

"Child, you have these dozens of dollars to help your mother go to the grandmother to buy vegetables and buy them all!" As he spoke, he pointed to the old woman who sold vegetables.

"Mom, didn't you buy a lot of vegetables in the morning, and you still buy them at this time?" The daughter looked at Fang Fang curiously and asked.

"Tell you to buy, you go buy." Then he said, "It's cold, let the old woman, hurry home!" ”

The daughter, without saying much more, took the money, headed straight for the old woman's stall.

One day, two days, three days... Fangfang's daughter always comes to buy vegetables at noon and on time. After more than ten days, the old woman thought to herself: Surely, little girl, the family is poor and difficult, maybe someone is sick, maybe her parents are like herself, no job, maybe... Only to buy my leftover dishes.

Every time, thinking of this, when Fangfang's daughter came to buy vegetables, the old woman always sent the remaining dishes, even to buy and bring, thinking that they were all grown by themselves anyway, and it was always good to help others.

With the passage of time, the class time came.

Fangfang's daughter can't go to buy vegetables, the old woman took out the old man's machine, look at the time, noon, this time the little girl, why this point in time, has not come? I thought: Little girl, why haven't you come to buy vegetables? Is there something going on at home? Still is......

Fang Fang, who was standing at the window, looked at the time, close to dinner time, how the old woman had not yet returned.

So I went downstairs, walked toward the old woman's vegetable stall, and asked, "Old man, I want all the money you have left."

The old woman hung up a smile and said, "Don't sell it, keep it for people." ”

"Keep it?" What did Fang Fang suddenly think?

"A little girl?" Fang Fang blurted out.

"Yes, how do you know?" The old woman asked in surprise.

"Oh, oh, there's something going on in the little girl's house, and ask me to help her buy your food." Fang Fang said casually.

"That's right, well, the rest is a dollar, you take it." The old woman said as she put the rest of the dishes into the bag.

Fang Fang, carrying a plastic bag containing vegetables, thought a lot in her mind...