晚饭后,与爸爸闲聊,突然聊到下午去逛庙会时看到的商贩。“那些商贩从哪儿来的?”我好奇地问。“四面八方。”爸爸的回答很简短。“每年这个时候,那些人都来咱这儿,本来道路就不宽,他们还来堵马路,一副穷酸相……”我已习惯把那些商贩称之为“那些人”了。“小孩子家,咋这么看人呢?”爸爸打断了我的话。“本来就是嘛,瞧他们一个个都那么黑!”这可是大实话——黑黝黝的肤色,黄灿灿的牙齿,乱蓬蓬的头发,脏兮兮的衣衫,无不透 After dinner, talk to my daddy and suddenly talk to the vendors I saw when I went to the temple fair in the afternoon. “Where did those vendors come from?” I asked curiously. “Dad's answer is very short.” At this time of year, those people came to us here. Originally, the road was not wide. They came to stop the road and came to a huddle. “” I've got used to calling these traders “people.” “Children's home, ye ye look at people?” “Dad interrupted me. ”This is the real thing, look at all of them so dark! " This is a big truth - the swarthy complexion, Huang Cancan's teeth, matted hair, dirty clothes, all without exception