消逝的叫卖声……臧小平在我的耳边，至今仿佛还响着那熟悉的叫卖声：“卖牛奶来，卖豆浆。”我的眼前，仿佛还闪现着这位叫卖者从早到晚不辞辛劳走街串巷的矮小身影。她，一位六七十岁的老人，清瘦的脸膛，清瘦的身材。这许多年来，她那响亮的叫卖声，叩开了多少人的门扉... Disappeared cries ... ... Zang Xiaoping in my ears, as if still ringing the familiar cries: “selling milk to sell soy milk.” In front of me, as if also flashing the seller from morning to night Tired to walk the streets of the little figure. She, a sixty or seventy-year-old man, lean face, thin body. For many years, her loud cries, knocked on the door of how many people ...