每天清晨,在我家门前,都会响起一阵阵的吆喝声:“卖榨菜了……五乡榨菜卖了……不好不要钱哦……”这悠长而响亮的声音一旦响起,左邻右舍的家庭主妇都会走出家门,掏出钱来,你两只,我三只的买上几元榨菜。我家当然也不例外。 Every morning, in front of my house, there will be an intermittent squeal: “selling mustard ... ... mustard sold in the five townships ... ... not good money Oh ... ...” This long and loud voice once ringing, left Right housewife will be out of the house, took out the money, you two, I bought a few dollars mustard three. Of course, my home is no exception.