我并不喜欢那个老太。她总是在楼下,赶牛似的追着一个中年男人跑,嘴里还骂骂咧咧,嘟囔着一些莫名其妙的词语,使本来安静的小区多了份喧闹。几年后,我发现小区出口处冒出了一个水果摊,摊主就是那个老太。她卖的水果色泽不鲜艳,也不好吃,所以摊前 I do not like that Granny. She is always downstairs, chasing a cow like chasing a middle-aged man ran, his mouth also Mamalielie, muttered some inexplicable words, so quiet area has been more noisy. A few years later, I found a fruit outlet emerges at the exit of the district, and the stall owner is the old lady. She sold the fruit color is not bright, nor delicious, so stall