After walking a short distance, Zhao Yuanbin suddenly stopped, and he saw that in the misty field, the back of a horse was plowing the paddy field with a hoe and hoe, and each hoe would splash with mud.

The man was covered in mist, and he looked like an immortal.

But Zhao Yuanbin knew that it was not, that is, an ordinary farmer who was using his head to loosen the soil in the paddy field to prepare for the next year's rice planting.

Generally do not do this, unless it is a family without oxen, after all, it is very inefficient to dig like this, and it is too shallow for oxen to plow the field.

Zhao Yuanbin was stunned for a moment, that figure was very familiar, so familiar that he could recognize it even if he glanced casually in the crowd, because it was his father, a man who was not tall, but supported a huge family.

"Strange, isn't there a cow at home? Why does Dad use his head to plow the fields?" Zhao Yuanbin muttered.

The mountains are sparsely populated, and Zhao Yuanbin's family has more than a dozen acres of land, which is simply too busy to rely on manual labor, and the cattle are naturally fed all the time.

"Dad......" Zhao Yuanbin subconsciously shouted.

The man in the field turned around, smoking a dry tobacco in his mouth, and looked like he was already sixty or seventy.

Zhao Yuanbin is the fourth oldest in the family, so his father is no longer young, and he is a grandfather when he changes to another family.

"Little four, why are you back? It's a holiday, it's not the right time......" The old man said in his native dialect.

"No, I've come back from leave for some things, Dad, what about the cow, why are you doing this alone?" asked Zhao Yuanbin.

"It's sold, you go back first, I'll be back later, it's just in time to come back, it's almost time to eat......," the old man said, turning around.

It's a very bland meeting, a very bland word, but it's very warm.

"Oh oh oh, then I'll go back first......"

Zhao Yuanbin was a little strange, but he didn't think much about it, and walked towards home with his suitcase.

Along the way, Zhao Yuanbin still couldn't figure it out, the buffalo at home was only about four years old, and he was in the prime of life, how could he sell it?

Cattle are a valuable treasure in mountain villages, and there are some legends that people usually feed them for about seven or eight years.

At that time, when the cattle are old, they will not kill and eat them, but will let the cattle be raised for two years, and they will be served with good food and drink, which is regarded as repaying the kindness of the cattle to the whole family, and then they will be sold to those who kill the cows.

Generally, these cattle farmers do not eat beef for the rest of their lives.

The familiar thatched house with earthen walls, the familiar smell of the farmhouse, the familiar sound of poultry, everything seemed to have not changed, and Zhao Yuanbin stepped into the courtyard gate.

"If this can't be done, nothing can be said, anyway, Si'er's university must be continued, even if it is a pot and a sale!"

His mother's voice sounded in his ears, and he was still talking about himself, Zhao Yuanbin subconsciously stopped.

"If you want to be difficult, forget it, after decades of friendship, what are you talking about? That's it, I'll ask his third aunt to ask; don't, no matter what, you know my temperament, our family is four angry, and I, the mother, can't hold him back."

I know my old problem, don't talk nonsense everywhere, the children are studying now, and I don't care if they get married.

It's all to blame on the old immortal, how old he is, he actually sold all the cattle, and he can't die if he doesn't die!

Hey, eldest sister, as the old saying goes, it's rare for people to live for seventy years, and I'm in my sixties, what's there to see?

Okay, that's it, I have to ask his third aunt.

By the way, when Si'er comes back from vacation, you have to lend me your cattle for a while.

Don't worry, isn't it good to feed you for nothing? That's all!

Okay, let's not talk about it......"

Zhao Yuanbin's mother seems to be calling someone, Zhao Yuanbin thought about it carefully, the eldest sister in the mother's mouth seems to be one of his relatives, but he has lived in the school since high school, Zhao Yuanbin has gone to relatives less, and his memories when he was a child are not very reliable, and he can't remember who it is.

Hearing the content of his mother's words, Zhao Yuanbin felt a little bad, although it was just a guess, it seemed that his mother had some kind of illness, and then spent all the money in the family, even to the extent of selling the other pillar of the family, the cow.

But judging from my mother's voice now, it seems that she is full of energy, and it shouldn't be too much of a disease.

But if it wasn't a serious illness, why did it get to the point of selling the cow too?

Zhao Yuanbin touched the passbook on his chest again, and his heart was half relieved.

As long as it's not a terminal illness and you have money now, there's nothing to worry about.

"Hey, his third aunt, it's me!

Ah, it's nothing, I just want to find you to turn around, and there is a little urgency to deal with at home!

So, that's okay, no, nothing, that's it, I'm cooking.

You know, that dead old man has been eating ready-made food all his life, and if he comes back from the field and knows that I haven't cooked yet, he will definitely curse.

Okay, okay, that's it, come over another day and talk about ......"

The phone seemed to hang up, and there was silence in the dimly lit room.

Zhao Yuanbin was a little hesitant, and was about to pretend that he didn't know anything for the time being, and quit and waited for a while before he stepped into the courtyard door as if he had just come back, but suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, mixed with a sound of gasping because of pain.

Zhao Yuanbin suddenly panicked, and the suitcase couldn't be taken care of, so he hurriedly rushed into the dim room, and after getting used to it a little, he saw the figure who was struggling to get up, but it seemed that he couldn't get up.

"Mom, Mom, how are you? Are you okay?"

Zhao Yuanbin suddenly panicked and hurriedly rushed up to support him.

"Hey, hey, slow down, no, it's okay, I almost fell just now;

Listening to my mother's slightly trembling and weak voice was in stark contrast to the neutral voice she had just spoken on the phone.

Zhao Yuanbin's heart ached, and he instantly understood that the current state was his mother's true state.

The full voice before was obviously for others.

The short and weak woman beside her, who has been busy for this family all her life, never said anything bitter and tired, and has always walked like a fly, and never seems to know tiredness.

But now, Zhao Yuanbin suddenly found that his memory seemed to be completely wrong, and the figure in his memory was so strong that it became extremely difficult for him to get up.

"I'll take leave to come back and see, what's wrong with you, Mom, what's wrong? Don't lie to me, I heard it all just now!" Zhao Yuanbin asked with some anger.

"What kind of illness can I have? Your mother and I have never been sick in my life, but you were a child......

Zhao Yuanbin interrupted: "Mom, don't change the topic, I heard it all!"