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Collection of poetry and short stories< /p>
Author: hy112358134
Short Story——A Counterfeit Money
Updated on 2009-6-6 8:28:30 Word Count: 7696
A counterfeit coin
Cao Pengzhi
Inscription: Walking in this world, if I am not harmed, maybe I am a kind person and a law-abiding person. Good citizen.
一
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu..."
In the morning, I was still squinting in bed when I heard my mother calling She called me downstairs and asked me to move the goods from upstairs to downstairs.
"Hey!" When I heard my mother's cry, I quickly got up from the bed, with my messy hair on my head, ran quickly to the balcony, and said to my mother downstairs.
"Come down quickly." My mother said loudly when she saw me sticking my head out from the balcony with my upper body naked. I saw her swollen and fat body, holding a black cloth bag in one hand and a lunch box in the other, standing on the street downstairs. Just like a penguin, it gives people a feeling of being heavy and inconvenient to move. My mother is sixty years old this year, and she is an old man who deserves to enjoy peace and happiness at home. However, in order to make a living, she still insists on setting up a stall in the market every morning in order to increase the income of the family. At present, only my younger brother is working outside. My elder brother was laid off a few years ago and is ill and relies on medication for many years. I have low education and no skills. Unable to find a job, he stayed at home and helped his mother set up a stall. In the morning, when there are many people in the vegetable market, I carry the goods downstairs one by one. At noon, when the market closes, I close the stall and go home, carrying the goods one package up to the sixth floor.
This morning, my mother came to call me again. I responded, returned to the bathroom, and washed myself. About five minutes later, I put on my clothes and moved the bags of small department stores from the sixth floor to the entrance and exit passage at the south end of the vegetable market downstairs facing the street. The reason why my mother chose to set up a stall here is because the passageway is large and there are many mobile people going to the market to buy vegetables.
The second is rain...