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Notes on November 19, 2015

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    Notes on November 19, 2015:

    In the past few days, the weather has not improved from time to time, and it has become the norm to rain every now and then.  From November 16th to November 19th, it was only three days, but it was only three days, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye.  Yesterday, my mother and I went to the vegetable wholesale market on Jiangxing Road, Wujiang District. We set off from the factory where my father worked at 8:30 in the morning.  Walking on this road passing through Tongli again, my heart is really desolate.  When we arrived at the bus station in Jinjiaba Town, Wujiang District, it hadn't rained yet. After passing the Jinjiaba bus station, it started to rain and drizzle.

    Not far from the station, because she didn't have breakfast, my mother stopped her bicycle and went to a steamed stuffed bun shop by the roadside to buy steamed stuffed buns worth six yuan.  The taste of the steamed buns sold in that store was not bad. After eating three steamed buns, I was full, but the feeling of the steamed stuffed buns left in my stomach was not very good. I wonder if it was because there were too many additives in the noodles.

    The drizzle in the sky stopped and stopped, and the scenery along the road showed the desolation of winter.  After entering the junction of Tongli Town in Wujiang District, the familiar scene remains the same as before, Tuncun and Fanggang.  When we arrived at Yushegang Bridge, there were several large sheds selling strawberries on the side of the road.  There are many greenhouses growing strawberries.  Until Yunshuiyao, the hazy feeling of misty rain shrouded the entire Tongli Lake.  Going forward, you will arrive at Yingyan Road.

    It was nearly eleven o'clock at this time, and my mother parked her bicycle on the east deck of Tongli Bridge, and then went to a restaurant on the north side of the bridge to buy lunch.  Those two boxes of lunch are ten yuan each.  I stopped on the bridge to watch people coming and going, time is gradually passing away.  After buying the lunch boxes, we respectively hung the bags containing the lunch boxes on the faucets of the bicycles, and then continued to move forward.

    After passing Ruiyi No. 5 Factory and the Pangshan Lake Human Resources Market, my mother and I parked our bicycles next to the seats on the bus stop at the Pangshan Lake Human Resources Market.  A boxed lunch is eaten on the seat of the bus stop in the market. The boxed lunch contains a duck leg, a tea egg, some vegetables, and a few slices of dried tofu.  Because the buns I ate before were still in my stomach and hadn¡¯t been digested, I ate lunch on my stomach. I ate enough of the duck legs. I didn¡¯t want to eat any more meat for a few days. I was too full.

    After lunch, we continued to go to the vegetable wholesale market on Jiangxing Road, and then we came to the intersection of Sanli Bridge, Yundong Economic Development Zone, Wujiang District. Going west of the crossroad, it is Jiangxing Bridge.  Walking on the Jiangxing Bridge, my heart is full of emotions.  Because the Jiangxing Bridge used to be the place where I almost had a traffic accident.  A church has been built on the south side of the Jiangxing Bridge, but it has not yet been fully completed.  (In 2017, the church next to the Jiangxing Bridge was considered completed)

    After crossing the Jiangxing Bridge, we will go all the way. At the end of Jiangxing West Road, we will arrive at the vegetable wholesale market (now Wujiang Vegetable Wholesale Market is not on Jiangxing West Road).  At first glance, it looks very old, but when you go in and take a closer look, it's not bad.  To the east of the wholesale market is a community called Wushangyueyuan, where there is a stop for bus No. 201.  There is also a primary school next to the community. The name of the primary school is Wujiang Experimental Primary School.  There is a clock on the upper floor of the elementary school. When we arrived at the vegetable wholesale market, the clock's pointer pointed to 1:50 in the afternoon.

    My mother and I walked around the vegetable wholesale market, where the white radish costs 80 cents a catty, and the wholesale price is 60 cents a catty.  Asparagus costs one yuan and five catties, and wholesale costs seventy cents a catty.  Others, the impression is not too deep.  Later we went to the place where pork was wholesaled, and the price tag said ten yuan and five kilograms. I thought of the sixteen yuan a kilogram of pork we bought in Jinjiaba two days ago.  A sense of affordability.  My mother asked the salesperson at the pork stall about the price of pork. The salesperson at the pork stall said that if you buy more than eight catties, you can wholesale it at the wholesale price of ten and five yuan per catty.

    Later, my mother bought 30 catties of asparagus and green peppers worth 3 yuan, and we left the vegetable wholesale market. There is a grain and oil store in the wholesale market, and my mother bought 15 yuan of rice in the grain and oil store in the wholesale market.  , and noodles for three yuan.  Mother inquired about the cups for soy milk and the soy milk machine for squeezing soy milk not far from the grain and oil store.  (At that time, my mother and I wanted to set up a stall selling breakfast, selling buns, steamed dumplings, soy milk and other snacks).

    It was about four o'clock in the afternoon when my mother and I returned from the wholesale market, and it was about eight o'clock in the evening when we arrived at the dormitory in the factory where my father worked.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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