Today's Wangjiazhuang has become more and more lively with the arrival of road surveyors. The village, which had been turned into a large construction site, began to become more and more vibrant as July approached.

In July, the sun is so strong that it is impossible to go out very casually in the middle of the day. The scorching heat makes people want to get out of the water, especially the children.

During the holidays, they who are always playing and frolicking have to be impressed by the scorching sun above their heads, and honestly hide in a cool place to escape the heat. If you have better conditions at home and a lot of pocket money in your hand, at this time you can go to the commissary and buy a popsicle and put it in your mouth, which is not too pleasant.

However, most of the villagers in Wangjiazhuang have just solved the problem of food and clothing, and even those who have made a fortune through greenhouse vegetables and breeding have just become rich, and their thrifty temperament has not changed for a while.

Therefore, the children of these families can only watch their little friends eat cold and sweet popsicles and drool.

Go home and ask your parents for money to sell popsicles? The results are mostly the same.

"What popsicles are you buying? Dad (Mom) mixed you with some saccharin water, the cold well water that just came up is not much better than a popsicle? ”

There are generally wells forty or fifty meters deep, which are natural refrigerators in rural areas. If you buy any meat or fish in the summer and don't rush to eat it or can't eat it all at once, put it in a basket, tie it with a rope and put it in the well, and it will definitely not be bad in three or five days.

Because the well water is deep underground and cannot receive direct sunlight, the well water that has just been drawn has become a good product for many farmers to relieve the heat in today's hot days.

If you add a little vinegar and put a little saccharin, it tastes even better! Sour, sweet. Not much worse than a drink bought in a commissary.

Of course, the gobas (a cheap soda) in the commissary is flushed with carbon dioxide, which is theoretically more thirst-quenching. But most farmers never believe in theory, they prefer to see or believe in practical results.

In this scorching sun, only a few white clouds scattered lonely across the sky, occasionally changing their appearance to attract the attention of those who have no interest in them because of the heat.

There is not a trace of impurities in the clear blue sky, especially in villages that are not heavily polluted. It's just that no matter how blue, no matter how empty and magnificent the sky is, not too many people pay attention. At this time, people are more concerned about how to fill their stomach or how to make more money.

For those who are good at discovering beauty. People who know how to appreciate beauty, in the eyes of rural people, are what only people who have enough to do will do, such as Wang Yong now. How can the peasants, who are too busy with the work in the fields, have the time to discover any beauty in that leisure?

The sweet potato seedlings in the field have climbed for a long time after a few more rains. The diligent people have already turned over the seedlings (lift the seedlings lying on the ground and put them in the opposite direction. This is done to prevent the seedlings from lying on the ground for a long time, taking root and germinating, which will affect the growth of the sweet potato and the starch content).

Even at this time, even in the lazy people's homes, they have to follow the crowd down to the field, turn the seedlings, and pull the weeds. Topdressing. Otherwise, this autumn, they will have to cry without tears in the face of a serious reduction in the yield of white potatoes.

In addition to the greenhouses, most of the whole village is also sweet potato fields. A field of green seedlings covered the ground. As far as the eye can see, there is no limit.

It's just a pity that in this kind of sunny day at noon, it is scorched by the scorching sun. They can only lie on the ground with their heads bowed, looking lifeless.

After taking a good nap at home blowing the newly bought air conditioner, Wang Yong opened his eyes. Unsurprisingly, there was only himself left in the family.

Both parents have busy jobs, and even the habit of taking a lunch break has been changed. The younger brother Wang Liang, the little monkey cub, is the master who never takes a lunch break except for being forced or lured with money.

Even in this scorching hot weather, he and his group of friends always have a way to play in this solar term. For example, sneaking into the river or going down to the puddle more than an acre in the east of the village to play in the water!

The creek is far from the village, and these little bunnies are rarely willing to run that far, especially in this kind of weather. What's more, although the water in that big puddle is not as clear as that from the ditch, there are fish in the puddle, and there are big fish!

This big puddle in the east of the village was contracted by Tian Hai in the village since the beginning of the previous year. After putting a lot of fry in it, it's basically stocking. Wait until autumn and autumn harvest to catch it with a net, and sell it at the market to exchange for a few pocket money to subsidize the family.

Because of the problem of breeding time, these fish are not big, and they are all big fish when they are a pound up. Most of the fish are about half a catty, and the species are also silver carp, crucian carp and grass carp.

Once the net is not pulled before the autumn harvest, the large amount of wastewater generated in the process of crushing the sweet potatoes into starch will make them all float to the surface of the water due to lack of oxygen in a short period of time.

There are usually a few big trees by the puddle, and the tall and dense elm trees, which are pale green like strings of small copper coins, were once one of the favorite snacks of all rural children at this time.

But in contrast, in rural areas, especially by the water, willows are more common. There is no such beautiful scenery of thousands of hanging green silks, and although the willows here will have long strips of paper, they are more like the peasants of this land who are eager to change.

They don't want to be like their kind of ornamental trees in the city, and they try to change their appearance to make themselves look more wild and different.

When Wang Yong walked out of the house, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon. In contrast, most of the villagers start working in the fields at about three o'clock at most.

Compared to the strong sunlight at that time, it is not so unbearable now. Moreover, a breeze blowing from time to time not only blew the locust tree outside the wall and swayed its leaves happily, but also sent a trace of coolness and comfort to those hard-working people.

Slowly, unhurriedly, along the dirt road in the village, Wang Yong slowly left the village and came to the southernmost part of the village. Compared with the large number of fruit trees and vegetable greenhouses in the north of the village, this is what Wangjiazhuang looked like in the past.

The endless green is dotted with a few different colors, which are the colors of the clothes of the peasants who work hard in the fields. They couldn't bother to wipe the sweat on their heads. Bend your head and repeat what has become a habit.

One hand lifts the seedlings, and the other quickly sweeps a few handfuls in the ditch, pulling up the weeds or wild vegetables of different heights and varieties and throwing them on the seedlings to the side to receive the sun.

More elaborate people, at this time, there will be more people in the back, holding a ladle or a small basin in their hands, which contains the purchased fertilizer, and taking a step to dig a few small pits. Then grab a handful of fertilizer, throw some in each small pit, and cover it with some soil with your feet.

At this time, children are also indispensable. In the homes of those who lack labor, the children also have to go to the fields to do what they can.

However, not all children are willing to succumb to this fate, compared to those good children who endure backache and leg pain and bend over to try not to let themselves fall behind, those who work for a while and then stop doing it, and go all over the field to find the sweet-tasting sweet seedlings or this one full of bunches of small black fruits. The guy who catches grasshoppers will always attract the envy and jealousy of his parents from time to time and use other people's children to educate them.

The season of July is not only about giving, but also about gaining. For example, walnut trees that only occasionally appear in the ground are ready to eat at this time.

Although its fruit has not yet grown. Even a lot of it is a stream of liquid. But the monkey children, who have been waiting for a year, can't help but want to do a scourge.

The general method of dealing with the tall walnuts hidden in the fat leaves and wrapped in green skins is not a good idea. But it's hard for these mischievous bear kids all day long, and they have a way to deal with the situation.

Climb trees? No, no. The trees are full of the kind of caterpillars that will itch for a long time when touched, and once they have been touched, these bear children will definitely have a long memory. I don't want to have a second time.

So unless they're well-fed and have nothing to do with the little things that show off, they generally won't do that. They had a better, easier way to get the walnuts that were hiding, half-hidden.

If you look under a tree or in a field, you will always find a few small rocks or dirt. Holding it in your hand, you don't look at it, you probably throw it hard at the walnut tree, and most of the cases where a blind cat encounters a dead mouse will happen.

The big tree full of walnuts will always be easily conquered by them in this way, obediently throwing down some walnuts and raising their hands to surrender.

No matter what time it is, these competitive children never forget to compete. You smashed one walnut at once, and I knocked down two at once, then you have the ability to do it better than you, and you are better than you! should enjoy the gaze of all people, and should be flattered and flattered by everyone.

The walnuts fell down, but they weren't so easy to eat in your mouth. That green exterior is not just a protective color. His juices get on your hands, and if you don't just wash them, they will quickly turn your hands deep purple and you won't want to wash them for days.

Many bear children who secretly harm people are always easily picked out in this way, in exchange for a curse or beating. But after a few days, they couldn't resist the temptation of delicious fresh walnuts and shot again.

The walnuts that are beaten down, if there are those who are not in a hurry, they will find a place to hide them secretly. After a few days in the sun, when the green skin turns black after the exterior is dried, you can easily peel off the shell and smash it with a stone a few times to enjoy the somewhat shriveled walnut kernels.

Just this method does not eat more delicious fresh walnut kernels, so many times, these bear children are directly with the skin and smashed with stones, after the juice splashes, beautiful enjoyment, and then return home with blackened hands and clothes in exchange for a scolding from their mother.

Turning out the mobile phone that is used as a clock most of the time, Wang Yong looked at the time, and it was already past five o'clock. In the city, this is the time when workers get off work. However, in the countryside, it is the time when the villagers work well every afternoon.

The sun was already setting in the west, and the sun was not so dazzling, and it was blushing and embarrassed to set on the other side of the mountain after raging all day.

When the people returned early, smoke was already wafting from the chimney. The child, who had been leading the cow or mule home for the afternoon, tugged at the reins to make it go as fast as possible, so that he could get home as soon as possible, and feed his belly, which was already clamoring in protest.

The breeze blew in one after another, and it was so cool that people couldn't help but want to sing a song. In the field, there was a villager who felt that he had a good voice and was bold, and he had already sung the popular song of his time, the model opera.

The old secretary of the village, Zhao, seemed to feel the same way, and put a tape in the loudspeaker in the village, a song that is familiar to many people in the countryside resounded in the hot, hopeful and vibrant land of Wangjiazhuang with the radio and with the singing of many people.

Our hometown, in the field of hope

Cooking smoke wafts over newly built houses,

The river flows beside the beautiful village,

……

Our ideals are in the field of hope

The seedlings are tasseled in the sweat of the peasants,

Cattle and sheep grow to the sound of the shepherd's flute,

……

We have struggled on this field for generations

For her happiness, for her glory...... (To be continued......)