无人便利店
The unstaffed convenience store
Name: ________________ Date: ________
Key words
| Word | Pinyin | Meaning |
|---|---|---|
| 亮 | liàng | bright; shiny; to shine; to light up |
| 结账 | jiézhàng | to pay the bill; to check out |
| 转 | zhuàn | to transfer; to pass on (as in 转告, 转发) |
| 之前 | zhīqián | before; prior to; ago |
| 戴 | dài | to wear (a hat, glasses, jewelry, etc.) |
| 样子 | yàngzi | appearance; look |
| 费 | fèi | fee; expense; cost; to spend; to cost |
| 窗户 | chuānghu | window |
| 整 | zhěng | exactly; sharp (as in 十点整) |
| 剩 | shèng | to remain; to be left over |
| 对面 | duìmiàn | the other side; opponent |
| 便利店 | biànlìdiàn | convenience store |
English (for the teacher)
In mid-December, the unstaffed convenience store across the road opened. It was bigger than us and brighter than us, and the sign by the door said: scan your face to enter, pay at the self-checkout.
Before my shift, I went in for a look round. The shelves were perfectly neat, and the second rice ball was half price there too. Where you pay, there was a big screen with a cartoon shop assistant on it, smiling the whole time. The door said “welcome” as well; there just wasn’t anyone there. In five minutes in there, not one person spoke to me. Before I left, I said “welcome” to the screen, and the cartoon assistant just kept smiling and said nothing.
At handover, Sister Huang stood in the doorway looking across the road for a long while, and all she said was: “It’s very bright.”
At ten to three Xiaomei came in looking cross. She’d just tried the place across the road, but with her mask on, the door didn’t recognise her face.
“I stood at the door for a whole minute, and it kept saying: please face the camera.” She said, “I was practically pressed against the camera, and it still didn’t recognise me. Then it told me to take my mask off. I wear one more than ten hours a day at the hospital. I’ve long forgotten what I look like without it. Forget it, I’ll come back here and pay my bed fee.”
She glanced across the road, glanced at our oden, made a cup of noodles, and this time didn’t fall asleep straight away.
“Are you really closing?”
“On the thirty-first.”
She looked out of the window: “On night shifts, sometimes a dozen emergencies come in in one night. When I’m exhausted, I stand by the window on the sixth floor and look down. On the whole street, only your lights are still on. I don’t know why, but one look and I’m not so tired.”
I’d never imagined that someone upstairs might be watching us. After she fell asleep, I looked out of the window properly for the first time. If you can see us from the hospital, who else can see us at night?
Across the road, the unstaffed shop was as bright as day, with nobody in it. I looked a little further: straight across the road, the school gate was dark, but in the little hut beside it, a small yellow light was on.
So we weren’t the only light on this street at night.