PAGE\*MERGEFORMAT7AgnesLeeTranslationBEnglishWritingIV2012/6/5Whosebabyisit?“Howmuchisthiscabbage?”“FourYuanperkilogram.”“What?”Tangcroucheddowntobargainwiththestreetvendor,“itistooexpensive.Itisjustkindofvegetables,whycanitsellasmeat’spriceinthissocalledmetropolis?”Hestartedtoexaminethesecabbages.“Inourvillage,oneYuancanbuy5kilogramscabbage.Yousee,itisnotthatfresh.”Tangmurmured,holdingtighttheplasticbaginhishand.Almostanhourpassedhestillgotnothing.Thevendordidn’twanttoarguewiththisoldman,heimpatientlyremindedTangthatthisis“priceforurbanian”thenstartedtodohisownbusiness.Tangstoodonhisfeet,lookedaroundandstartedhis“lowprice”shoppingagain.AmonthagoTangmovedtothiscityfromcountryside,livingwithhissonMing.Ming,a30yearsoldengineerwhojustgothislittlebabylastyear.Atageof68,Tangwassupposedtoenjoyhislifeinthisbigcity,dosomeexerciseswiththeagedinsquareorjusttakecareofhislittlegrandsonathome.Hethoughthecould,amonthago.Carriedabagofpotatoes,Tanggotoutfromthemarket.Startedtogohome.Thistimehewassosatisfiedwiththesepotatoes,notforitspricebutbecausethesellerishisfellow-villager.Tangfeltthatthesepotatoeswerejustlikedpotatoesinhishometown.Hefeltakindoffamiliarityandasenseofbelonginginthisbigcity.Whenhejustarrived,hisdaughter-in-lawwasalreadywaitingdownstairs.Tangfeltkindofflattered.“Doesshecomedowntohelpcarryingvegetables?”Hedoubted.Butlaterhefoundthathewastotallywrong.“Baby,Whereisthebaby?”Shelookedaroundandshouted.“What?Baby?Whosebaby?Whatareyoutalkingabout?Look!Thesebeautifulpotatoesarefromourhometown.Howlovelytheyare!”heheldupthebagandsmiledlikesunflowers.“Baby!Whereismybaby?Didyoutakethebabyoutwithyoutothemarket?Yes!Youdid.Youtakehimout.Iremember.”Itlookedthatherfaceturnedblueandshestartedtostammer.“Where,where,baby.Baby.Whereismybaby?”Thatwasaclearmorning.Thesunwasblazingdownonthem,onlyinthisperiodthisbigcitycanenjoysometranquility.Minghadnoideaaboutwhathappened.“Baby?Baby?What?Diddid…I?He…he…he…isnotathome?”Heansweredhisdaughter-in-lawlikeanobtusekid.He