When we lived in Lanling No. 5 Middle School, there would be a meeting in Lanling at that time. I don't know if it is a temple fair, but there are too many people than when rushing to the market.
There are a lot of things on sale, but I still focus on colorful toys and the like for children.
There is a kind of toy pushed by the child, made of wood, yellow color, with a small stick poking, children as long as a push of this stick, the small toy on the ground clapping hands, snapping and pulling, the more pushing the more snapping, I often push the stick back and forth on the ground, the toy keeps clapping hands, I especially like to play.
I remember my dad bought me a red balloon at the meeting, I was very rare, I was blowing, I was slapped by a friend of my dad, I cried, the person was still laughing! I was supposed to be five years old.
I still remembered his name back then, it seemed that his name was Lu Zuoyi, but now I couldn't grasp it accurately, anyway, they were quite familiar, otherwise they wouldn't have broken my balloon.
They didn't even bother with my crying, and they started talking, and they talked for a long time. But how precious is that balloon to me standing next to me? But how can adults understand?
I swallowed dissatisfaction again, because they are adults, adults talk children do not interject, this is what my father used to say when I was a child, so when adults talk I never interjected, and never objected.
At the temple fair, there is also a kind of flop game, which is really gambled money.
There is a person who holds a deck of poker and divides it on the ground, asking the onlookers to bet money to see which stack of playing cards they are looking for.
I stood in the crowd of onlookers, and the person who was dividing the cards was busy for a while, and I obviously looked at the stack of cards I was looking for, and the man who pressed the card also saw it, and he kept pointing to the stack of cards and said, "This! This one! ”。 Just as he was looking down and taking the money out of his pocket on his chest, the man who scored the cards changed the playing cards.
When the man who pressed the bet took out the money and pointed to the stack of cards, he flipped it open, and he was also dumbfounded.
I looked at all this in amazement, why is this so? Why lie? But I didn't speak.