Title: The Summer of That Year: The Supply and Marketing Cooperatives in Memory and Her
Introduction: In today's era of the Internet and mobile payments, I recall the innocent days of 1987, when there were no smartphones, no instant messaging, and even credit cards were not popular, and a warm and humorous memory comes to my mind. It was a special experience when I worked in a small town supply and marketing cooperative, and it was also the beginning of my first encounter with her, my wife.
Text: In the summer of 1987, the sun was just right and the breeze was not dry. As a young man in his twenties, I worked as a cashier at the only supply and marketing agency in town. At that time, our supply and marketing cooperatives were like a universal store in the town, selling everything from pen and ink to fresh vegetables. People always like to come here to chat and buy something in their free time. For me, the biggest challenge of the day is nothing more than counting the change and dealing with the occasional shortage of goods.
I remember one afternoon, when there were only a few customers in the store. A girl in a military cap and a veteran uniform walked into my sight. Her eyes were firm and deep, as if she had just returned from the army and had not yet faded her military atmosphere. She walked around for a while, and finally took a few necessities to the cash register.
"A total of seven dollars and five corners. I quoted the price.
She nodded and smiled as she pulled out her purse to pay – however, an accident happened in the process. I was distracted by other customers checking out at the same time, and by the time I realized she had already left the counter and had forgotten to pay!
But what happened next was even more dramatic - when I chased out the store to find her to make up the account, she happened to be looking for me too: "You can find five cents less!" It turned out that in that era of meticulous calculation of change, even if it was only five cents, it could not be spared.
We looked at each other and smiled, and felt an indescribable warmth and cordiality in each other's seriousness and responsibility. Later, I learned that she had just been discharged from the army and was returning home to visit relatives and planned to find a job in the town to settle down. Since then, we can always chat a few words whenever she visits the supply and marketing cooperatives again, and slowly talk and laugh with hazy but real feelings.
Time flies, and in the next few months we go from strangers to friends to lovers. We share our hopes and plans for the future life, and although the material conditions are not abundant, our hearts are full of hope and sweetness.
More than 30 years have passed, and we are still walking hand in hand after countless ups and downs. Every time I recall that summer afternoon in 1987, when I met her for the first time in the supply and marketing cooperative, the sudden and funny and lovely episode, my heart is still full of warmth and touch.
Conclusion: Now looking at my wife, who is still young and beautiful, full of affection, and her eyes have not changed much, my heart is filled with infinite gratitude and cherishment. Although the years have changed and technology has changed with each passing day, they still stick to the original simple and pure and real feelings for each other.
Through this article, I would like to share my memories and experiences, hoping that readers will be touched by the positive emotions conveyed in it, and perhaps you will recall some special and humorous moments of your own life - that is the most precious treasure in your hearts.