It was an experience that was too much to be ashamed to talk about in the depths of memory
Since I was a child, my family was poor, and I was the youngest, and it was estimated that in the eyes of my parents, it was about equal to ≈ nothing. At school, I was always more shabby than other students, and I didn't dare to give advice on my mouth, but the desire for money in my heart was like a caterpillar squirming on my body, and I wanted to take it with my hands, but I didn't dare to do it. In the end, I did it anyway!
In the summer of my first year, I borrowed the popsicle box of my aunt in the commissary next door, put it in the back seat of my dad's old 28 bicycle, quietly went wholesale and wholesaled 20 popsicles, imagining the great success of making a few dollars a day, and I slipped into the street. The reason is to hang out, one is that the bicycle is big and with a baby box, but also wear a big straw hat, it is not good to put the foot through the tripod to ride, and second, after the popsicle is turned around, facing the street under the hot sun, suddenly at a loss, where to sell? How to sell it? Oh, just like that, quietly pushing the bicycle, unconsciously arrived at the entrance of the normal school under the shade of the tree. It's such a good place, and there are students out of the sun, so I stopped here and sat around waiting for people to buy popsicles.
Because I was afraid that the school gate would not let me sell, I was far away, watching the school gate in and out of a few students, and I couldn't see me here. I thought to myself, selling popsicles is going to be sold, I don't squeak, who knows what I'm doing here? I turned my tongue and touched my throat again, and in my mind I thought of someone pulling my throat and shouting, but the stirring tongue flicked the throat, and finally only a muffled sound came from my nose that only I could hear. Hearing this voice and trying a few more times, I was so depressed that I couldn't scream! If you don't sell, how can you sell it? I pinched the palm of my hand, I looked anxiously at the school door, came out 1, left, came out two more, hey, turned away again. I hurriedly turned in circles, touched the faucet and patted the car seat, staring at my box, alas, it was really hot to die, why don't I eat a stick to cool down? Anyway, the purchase price is only 5 cents, can be drawn, buy people's 1 corner, well, delicious!
After eating, how the heart also cooled down with the stomach, more and more feel that selling popsicles at noon is really a boring idea! But one did not sell ah, just go back to shame ah, and then insist on insisting on it! In this way, I played with the car bell listlessly, blaming the customers who should have gathered around why they didn't come. Looking back at the school gate again, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, huh?! My classmates?! I had a lightning bolt in my head, my legs squatted down like cramps at once, and I ripped off the brim of my hat with my hands, tightly shrunk into a ball, only to feel the beating heart, and I was extremely lucky to think: Fortunately, I squatted fast, she should not have seen me, did not see me!
Such a fright, this place can no longer stay, anywhere on the street may meet classmates, must run away immediately, so that the soles of the feet are like stepping on the hot wheel, in one breath to return the box with the popsicle to the aunt! Fortunately, everyone in the family was taking a nap, and nothing happened, haha. #你吃过最便宜的雪糕多少钱 #
