赵晓慧的丈夫那日卖红薯回来，便在寒风凛冽之下生病了，那几日阴霾笼罩，天空如同一块巨石压迫着大地。他的病情迅猛发展，他被困在床上三天，不曾出门一步。

家中米缸空荡，赵晓慧早晨醒来后，看了一眼床上的丈夫，她便决定出门去市场买些蔬菜。然而，在她心中，却有另一个计划。她想起了自己年迈的丈夫，那个常常冒雪出门卖红薯的人。她的心思转到了那些红薯上，她决定亲自去镇上摆摊。

从山村到镇上，要骑车约一个小时。但是连日的雪花纷飞，使得道路湿滑无比。她小心翼翼地骑着三轮车，这是她第一次独自一人出门卖东西，以前都是她的丈夫去做这件事。

赵晓慧和丈夫都已经年过半百了，他们几个子女都外出打工，只剩下他们两个老人生活在这个宁静的小村庄里。镇上的繁华对她来说只是偶尔逢年的场景，她裹着厚厚的头巾，终于来到了一个小区的门口。她依赖于一个卖菜的老人，将自己的货物摆开。

枯黄色的脸庞、黑灰色的指甲、粗糙的手掌……看起来就像是一个朴实无华的小村妇人，没有背景，也没有钱财，只是随波逐流。那位老人的招揽客人的时候，他甚至踩到了她的红薯，但他似乎根本不把她当作一个人，而是一种自然现象一样存在。

赵晓慧默默无言，也不说什么。她把红薯往旁边拢了拢。她不是那种会巧言利舌、讨好客人们的人，而是安静地等待着客人们自己来挑选。

可奇怪的是，即便如此，她也连续两天没有能卖掉任何一根红薯。这让她有些焦躁，看着小区里车水马龙的人潮涌动，身旁那个忙碌销售菜品的老人，还有自己的冷清寂寞的地盘，她只能叹息失落。这时，一辆摩托车停在了她的面前，它背后的乘员正注视着她们：

"你这里还 sells red potatoes?"

"Ten yuan for five kilograms."

The man hesitated, then said, "I'll take twenty kilograms."

Zhao Xiao-hui looked at the money in his hand, her eyes flickered slightly. She didn't know if it was real or not. She wanted to ask the old man nearby for help, but he was too busy to notice her.

The man took out a one hundred yuan note and handed it over. Zhao Xiao-hui's face remained unchanged as she didn't rush to take the money from him.

But just as she thought things were going well, the man suddenly changed his mind and said,"Forget it." He turned around and rode away on his motorcycle.

Zhao Xiao-hui watched him leave without saying anything. The same day, another customer came along and bought three bundles of red potatoes from her. But even that small success couldn't lift her spirits.

This is how life goes on in this quiet village where time seems to stand still.

As days passed by, people began to whisper about a mysterious figure who roamed around town buying goods with fake notes before disappearing into thin air.

One day, an elderly woman came to set up shop near Zhao Xiao-hui's stall.

She had been selling vegetables here for years but never got any attention until now.

Zhao Xiao-hui noticed that there were more people coming towards them than usual.

But no matter how many customers they attracted,

the elderly woman never seemed happy.

Her face would turn pale when someone approached her.

It was as if she knew something terrible was going to happen.

Sure enough,

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