我们村里有个老头,他脾气古怪,不仅爱管闲事,而且专“治”小孩,我们恨透了他。因为他的脚有点跛,我们就给他取了个外号——老拐头。可是自从发生了那件事情之后,我就改变了对他的看法。那天,我去赶集。街上行人很多,水泄不通,卖菜的,卖药的,卖衣服的,好不热闹。 There is an old man in our village. He has a peculiar temper. He not only loves but also specializes in treating children. We hate him. Because of his foot a little lame, we gave him a nickname - the old Guaitou. But since that incident, I have changed his view of him. That day, I went to the market. Many pedestrians in the street, packed, selling vegetables, selling drugs, selling clothes, so busy.