Chapter 9: Apricot Yellow (1) (4)
At this time, it is the season of wheat seedling filling. In the valleys and valleys, there are wheat fields scattered on the east and west sides. The green wheat seedlings are being jointed and pulped, exuding a fragrance of fragrance. There were flocks of chickadees flying around the wheat fields. Sometimes hovering over the wheat seedlings, like an eagle soaring and a fish swimming, sometimes a swoop into the field, silently hiding its trace, sometimes a flock of thundering up and galloping straight to another wheat field, and sometimes scattered among the weeds and branches around the field, shouting, frolicking, and chasing. The chirping of birds was casually dropped on the hillside and fields, mixed with the sound of the mountain wind.
Both sides of the road are densely wooded and overgrown with weeds. As far as the eye can see, I can see layers of fat branches and green leaves, wrapping the mountains tightly, impermeable to the wind. I see the greenery, but not the desolation.
From time to time, the boy left everyone and raised his legs into the thick woods. After a while, he appeared from the far corner, shouting and shouting with a few people behind him.
Zhenshu asked the winter solstice road as he walked, I didn't go to school, what do you want to do when you go home.
The winter solstice replied with a sullen head, I want to be a soldier, like the autumn equinox and labor, carrying a gun and wearing a military uniform to eat military rations.
Zhenshu turned his head again and asked Xingzai, what are you?
Xingzi thought about it and reluctantly replied, what else can I do, just go to the field with my grandfather to farm. My grandfather has no helper, he needs me.
Zhenshu asked deliberately, aren't you going to help your father farm the land? He's also short on manpower.
Apricot has no echo.
Zhenshu didn't ask him anymore, so he asked in a loud voice to the stick baby in the distance, Bang baby, what are you going to do when you go home.
The baby is kicking the pebbles on the road with her toes. He replied nonchalantly, what are you doing, do it with my father. My father told me that once he got out of school, he asked me to go with him to the outside of the mountains to make a living by buying fresh fruits. I'd like to go, too.
As he was chatting nonsense, the sound of a car motor came from behind him. When I turned to look, I saw a cloud of dust rolling up in the dense forest in the distance, accompanied by a loud horn. In the blink of an eye, the big trucks of the foreign company were about to drive over with wind and dust. Passing by a few people, he stopped abruptly. The head of the foreign company poked out of the cab and beckoned a few people to get into the car. The wagons of the foreign company were filled with fresh fruits, which were brought from the purchasing point outside the mountain and ready to be delivered to the preserved fruit processing plant.
Several people climbed into the car with smiles on their faces. Zhenshu climbed into the cab. A few cubs climbed into the back carriage like monkeys. The foreign bank also instructed, don't eat indiscriminately. These are all whole pounds and twos, and they can't be missing.
As soon as the car started, the baby couldn't wait to take out a handful of apricot fruits from the basket and stuffed it into her mouth without wiping the ground. In his spare time, he also stuffed a few large handfuls into his school bag. Xingzi and Dong Solstice saw that the stick baby made the first move, so they honestly and unceremoniously munched on it. Before they entered the village, the teeth of Bangwa and Winter Solstice began to cool outward. Tonight, they are going to have a bad meal. The sturdy dog's teeth must have been soured, and they couldn't touch the slightest bit of hardness.
After unloading Zhenshu at the entrance of the village, the foreign company pulled the fruit directly into the factory area and helped the stevedores unload the truck. He was leisurely and went into the factory office.
There are only Wang Gong and Mao Xiang in the office. Because the fresh fruit has not yet been fully ripened in a large area, it is not the busy season for picking. The two of them had nothing to do, so they were playing military chess head-to-head. [End of Chapter]