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The place I rented with my mother when I was in college (2)

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    During the period of renting in the clothing city, my mother planned to start a snack business. One day in November 2010, my mother took the k630 bus to the Xi'an Hujiamiao Wholesale Market and bought four installations there.  Small milky white plastic wheels on an iron stand.

    Through that visit to the Hujiamiao Wholesale Market, my mother greatly appreciated the Hujiamiao Wholesale Market, because for the snack business, it is very important to have a wholesale market with cheap vegetables.

    As for the iron frame, it was probably a useless iron frame abandoned in the clothing city. After my mother got the owner of the iron frame, she asked the owner of the iron frame to buy it for a little money, and bought it together.  , and the same abandoned briquette stove.

    Speaking of the briquette stove, my mother bought it and sometimes used it to burn briquettes in the house for heating. Then one night after I returned to the rented house after school, my mother lit the stove and put the stove in the room for heating, because the weather  It was cold, so the door was closed tightly.  Because of the stove, the room was warmer, but gradually, I felt more and more dizzy, more and more palpitations, and the feeling that life would be worse than death.  It didn't take long to feel that way, and I could hold it back. Later, I couldn't help it anymore, so I got up, opened the door and walked outside.  At this time, I had dizziness, headache, palpitation and shortness of breath. The uncomfortable feeling was like the feeling of dying. It was uncomfortable to squat down, and then it was also uncomfortable to stand up. It was more painful than motion sickness.  Then I felt like I was gas poisoned.  My mother also felt dizzy and headache, but not as severe as me.

    Then at about 10 in March 2011, when my mother and I moved out of the clothing city, we used the luggage that my mother installed on the iron shelf that was not used for the snack business.

    Because the luggage was piled up in the iron frame with four wheels, my mother and I pushed the small cart made of the iron frame with the piles of luggage in a mess to Chennan Sunshine Cross North.  When I went, I was so embarrassed.  That kind of feeling is like picking up garbage. It would be nice if the garbage picker had a battery tricycle, but my mother and I were pushing the small cart made of iron shelves that seemed to be full of garbage. There were so many passers-by along the way.  Almost all of them were students from those two schools, especially the beautiful girl. At that time, I was so embarrassed that I blushed, and then I could only bite the bullet and push the iron cart full of garbage to the north with my mother.

    No way, save money like this, and it will cost more to order a battery tricycle to take passengers. My mother and I have always regarded saving money as an ideology and engraved it in our bones.  We were forced by the economic environment, partly because my mother and I didn't like letting other people take our money.

    When my mother and I pushed the trolley made of iron shelves full of luggage to the Xibao Expressway overpass and walked uphill, two students passing by saw our luggage trolley was so heavy, so they came back and offered to help  We pushed the luggage trolley with us to the Xibao Viaduct before they turned back and walked in the direction of the school.

    When my mother and I crossed the Xibao Viaduct and came down to the northernmost end of Chennan Road, turn east and turn down the path, then turn back to the south along that path, then walk to the south of the path, reach the southern end of the path, and go  Going east along the path to the east, there are flower nursery sheds along the way, and there are almost no people here.

    When we finally arrived at the two houses provided by Xianyang Huarong Garden Company, my mother and I parked the small car made of iron shelves full of luggage at the door.

    It really feels like a paradise here, we actually live in such a paradise.  That's great.  The place is leisurely and comfortable, without any interference from people, quiet and comfortable, and there is a large pastoral field in front of the house. Looking far away, what comes into view from the far west is the Xibao Viaduct, which is like threes and threes or twos or twos.  A group of students walking down in a group of ants can faintly hear the sound of talking and laughter coming from there.

    In this way, my mother and I lived in the room on the south side of the two houses. There was a kang bed in that room.  The surface of the kang bed is still hard, and even though the quilt is spread on it, it feels a little resting on the waist and shoulders.

    The tap water pipe is right next to the door in the room, so it is very convenient to use water.

    The length and width of the room are about 4 meters from north to south, and 3 meters from east to west. As a house, such a large area is quite good, but a large kang bed takes up a large part of the entire room, so it is somewhat  crowded.

    When I got up to go to school the next morning after staying there, I didn't know how to get on the viaduct, Miao.To the southwest of Tiantian is the Xibao Expressway under the viaduct. I saw a place where the green iron fence was missing at the west exit under the bridge, so I crossed the expressway from there. At that time, I didn¡¯t know that pedestrians crossing the expressway  A thing that could be hit by a car at any time and then crushed into a mangled and inhuman shape, but I didn't know about it at the time, I just felt that cars were whizzing past one after another, and there was almost no chance to cross the highway.  I stood there and waited for more than ten minutes, and when I got an opportunity, I ran over quickly, saying that it was too late, so fast, just when I ran to the south edge of the westbound road of the expressway, behind me  Just "flying" a car with a whoosh, which scared me.  It was only halfway through, and the other half hadn't passed yet. So, I stepped over the galvanized iron railing on the side of the road and stood there for a few more minutes.  "Flying over", my mood at that time was panic, helplessness and panic.

    When I caught a chance of a car coming from a little further away, I quickly ran to the south side of the east-facing road, and finally passed, my adrenal glands soared and had not yet fallen back, my heart trembled violently, my legs  It's a bit soft and can't be pulled hard.

    The next day, when I went to school after lunch at noon, I crossed the expressway again. That morning, I already knew that I had to climb uphill on the southwest side and down the stone wall to reach the Xibao Viaduct on Chennan Road  I went to the north end of the bridge, and walked south to the school on the Xibao Viaduct, so I climbed up to the north end of the bridge of the Xibao Viaduct under the stone wall down from the stone slope in the southwest, and then walked south across the bridge all the way to the school  I went, but when I went to school after lunch, I thought it was troublesome to climb the stone wall down the slope to the north end of the bridge of Xibao Viaduct, so I crossed the expressway at the gap at the west exit of Xibao Viaduct  , and then I carried out a thrilling journey across the Xibao Expressway under the roar of deafening cars, at the risk of being crushed into puddles of scattered human tissues by cars and muck trucks  Lu's hot-headed move.

    Since that time, I never dare to cross the expressway and cross the expressway again. Whoever pushes me with a stick is behind me. I also dare not cross the expressway to cross the expressway.  In my neck, I am also afraid to cross the expressway and cross the expressway.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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