Bear Diary

Tuesday, December 2009, 9

I'm not a person who likes to stay in bed. Even if I was busy until the early morning the day before, I would definitely get up before 10 o'clock the next day, but it was almost [-] o'clock when I opened my eyes on Sunday morning.The head is heavy and the eyes are burning, which means that I didn't sleep well last night. Although I have always had poor sleep, it is rarely this serious.Thinking back, the whole night was a strange dream, dreaming of many people and many things, some were evocative and some were scary, but most of them were blurred now.

After washing up, I found a piece of paper pasted on the door, which was left by Xiaotao before going to school.It said: You look like you are in a bad mood, but remember to eat, and remember to take medicine if you are not feeling well.The inscription is a cartoonish smiling face, the cool hair and dull smile are quite similar to him, I can't help but smile.

When I came back yesterday, I just fell headlong in the room and never came out. I actually made him worry. It really shouldn't be.But judging from my current mood, I have to admire my super resilience again.Open the curtains, the sun shines in, without anyone, the world will still turn the same!

Suddenly, I really wanted to eat the leaves from the old house, so I drove through most of the city, and then walked to the old vegetable market where my grandmother used to buy vegetables.After so many years, it is hard to say whether the old stall is still there.Sure enough, the stall made of big oil barrels had long since disappeared, and I laughed to myself.But just when I was about to go back, I accidentally ran into Uncle Huang who used to set up a stall nearby.I recognized him at a glance, but it took him a long time to think of me as a "naughty ghost".

When I was about 2 or 3 years old, my grandmother took me to Uncle Huang's barber stand for a haircut.For some reason, children are afraid of haircuts.Me too, when I was a child, I would cry whenever I got a haircut, and Uncle Huang would nimbly hold that kind of hand-made hair clipper to cut it for me, and at the same time tell some short stories about gods, gods, ghosts and ghosts, scaring and coaxing me. move.Ask him about the Ye'er rake stall when he was a child, and he said that Uncle Zhou (that's what grandma used to call it, but now I'm afraid it's Grandpa Zhou) has upgraded and opened a small shop in front of it a few years ago.

Walking inside, I suddenly found a place that looked familiar, and it took me a while to remember that this was the first kindergarten I ever attended!Until now, my mother still laughs at me about my first day in kindergarten.On my first day in kindergarten, my mother sent me to the door, and I wanted to go in by myself, but when my mother left, I spent a day playing with amusement equipment in the kindergarten yard, waiting for my mother to pick me up, the teacher said I haven't been there at all.And when I transferred schools, the girl I was best with cried so much that she gave me a photo frame.Ha~ Actually, I seemed to cry even worse at that time, but I forgot whether I sent her something back.I don't know how the girl whose name I can't remember is now, she should be a beauty, hehe.That photo frame should still be at grandma's house, go look for it when you have time.

Smelling the familiar scent, it was easy to find the shop that Uncle Huang said was opened by Uncle Zhou.But at this time, it is uncertain whether there are any leaves left, because this is only sold at breakfast time.But I was lucky, the boss said there were more, so I asked for all five.Take a bite, and the sesame oil overflows immediately, and the light green glutinous rice coat is wrapped with the fragrant fried pork belly.Hmm~ that's the taste!

The boss is a middle-aged man with a very simple and honest appearance, and his family's Ye'er has a lot of traps.But I didn't see Uncle Zhou until I finished eating.I found an excuse to chat with the man, and it turned out that he was Uncle Zhou’s son, and the busy woman over there was the proprietress, and Uncle Zhou passed away last year, which made me very sad.The man asked my age, and said that his son was about my age, and he was already working. He also enthusiastically asked me to come when I was free, and asked me to eat more next time.I said yes again and again.

It was already noon when I got home, and Xiaotao came back. Seeing me smiling and bringing back a lot of snacks, he was also very happy.While eating, I mentioned the note on the door and said thank you for his concern and I'm fine.I didn't expect him to change the subject in embarrassment, ha ha.But I think he is quite talented in drawing, although he is deeply influenced by the style of Japanese manga at first glance.

It was time to work in the afternoon. When H saw me appear, he immediately told me that I didn't go in the morning, and he assigned work according to my previous reservation and request, as if asking for a reward.No way, I owe another meal...