9 How Much

CHAPTER NINE HOW MUCH? THERE WERE THREE people in Simon's driveway. There was a woman about my mom's age. She had a boy with her. He was younger than a kindergartner but big enough to walk without falling down. There was also an older kid, like a teenager. He looked like he was in high school or college. He was the one who saw us come out of the garage. He called to us, "How much?" "What?" Simon called back.

第九章多少钱？西蒙的车道上有三个人。 有一个和我妈妈年纪差不多的女人。 她带着一个男孩。他比幼儿园的孩子还小，但已经大到可以走路而不会摔倒了。 还有一个大一点的孩子，像是十几岁的孩子。 他看起来像个高中生或大学生。 是他看见我们从车库出来的。 他问我们：“多少钱？”“什么?”西蒙回叫道。

The teenager pointed down at something on the driveway and asked again, "How much?" We couldn't see what he was pointing at because the blue Toyota Camry was in the way. "How much what?" Simon asked as we got closer. The teenager leaned down and picked up one of the bright-pink flamingos.

少年指着车道上的什么东西又问：“多少钱？”我们看不清他指的是什么，因为那辆蓝色的丰田凯美瑞挡住了我们的路。 “多少钱什么？”我们走近时，西蒙问道。 少年俯下身，捡起一只亮粉色的火烈鸟。

"How much for a flamingo?" he asked a third time. "This would look awesome in my dorm room." "Umm, I don't know," Simon said. Rosie was the first to figure it out. Again. "They think it's a garage sale," she said. "They think the stuff in the driveway is all for sale." "No way," Simon said. "Way," Rosie answered and laughed a little. "I'll be right back," Simon said and ran into the house. "He'll, umm, be back," I called to the teenager. "Okay," he said, shrugged, and put the flamingo down. He started to look through some of Simon's comic books.

“一只火烈鸟多少钱？”他第三次问。 “放在我的宿舍里一定很棒。” “嗯，我不知道，”西蒙说。 罗西是第一个发现的。 再一次。“他们认为这是一场车库大甩卖，”她说。 “他们认为车道上的东西都是可以出售的。” “不可能，”西蒙说。“是啊，”罗茜回答，笑了笑。 “我马上回来，”西蒙边说边跑进屋里。 “他，嗯，会回来的。”我对那个少年喊道。 “好吧，”他说，耸耸肩，把火烈鸟放下。 他开始翻阅西蒙的一些漫画书。

Simon came out of his house with his mom. He waved to us, and Rosie and I ran over. Simon explained to his mom that the people in the driveway thought we were having a garage sale. "I've been trying to get rid of that stuff for years. But your father wouldn't let me," she said and laughed. She was making fun of Simon's dad without being mean. "If there's more than one of something, you can sell it. And you can keep whatever you

西蒙和他妈妈一起走出家门。 他向我们挥手，罗茜和我跑了过去。 西蒙向他妈妈解释说，车道上的人以为我们在搞车库大甩卖。 “多年来，我一直试图摆脱那些东西。 但是你父亲不让我去，”她笑着说。 她在取笑西蒙的爸爸，但并不刻薄。 “如果一件东西不止一件，你就可以卖掉它。 你可以保留你想要的

make." "Really?" Simon asked. "Really." "What about the prices?" Simon asked. "You three are smart. You'll figure it out," his mom answered and then pulled her phone out of her pocket. She looked at it for a few seconds. "You better get moving though. Dad's almost to Remington." We ran back to the driveway. And we had a garage sale.

让。”“真的吗?”西蒙问。 “真的。”“那价格呢？”西蒙问。 “你们三个很聪明。你会想明白的。”他妈妈回答，然后从口袋里掏出手机。 她看了几秒钟。 “不过你最好赶快行动起来。 爸爸快到雷明顿了。” 我们跑回车道。 我们有一个车库甩卖。