Xu Zhen's mother, Lin Yue'e, was overjoyed when she knew that her son was coming back, and she cleaned up the house early and waited for him in the town. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Mom!" After getting out of the car, seeing his mother's figure, Xu Zhen shouted affectionately from afar.

Walking up, Xu Zhen dropped his luggage and took his mother's hand. After not seeing her for a year, he noticed that his mother seemed to have some wrinkles again, and when he saw his mother, he felt that the days in the countryside could never just be about walking birds, fishing, and breathing fresh air.

The hardships of the countryside may only be experienced by those who are in the countryside and whose hearts are in the countryside!

"Erbao, go home first!"

Lin Yue'e is alone at home to take care of Xu Zhen's elderly grandmother, and Xu Zhen's father Xu Nian is working outside and rarely comes home once a year.

"Do you want to get a motorcycle?" There are a lot of motorbike drivers next to the station.

Seeing that Xu Zhen had taken a lot of luggage, the driver of the motorcycle seemed very enthusiastic, and hurriedly came over to help tie things to the motorcycle, and asked while tying them back: "How many villages?" ”

"Four villages!"

"Ten dollars to send home!"

Xu Zhen had a lot of luggage, so he called two motorcycles, one to pull the luggage, and he and his mother took one.

"Mom! Grandma's body is okay! ”

"Okay! I've been talking about it when I'm coming back! Lin Yue'e said with a smile.

A few minutes later, the motorcycle arrived at the doorstep.

Xu Zhen's father, Xu Nian, works outside all the year round, doing the work of ordinary migrant workers, and has worked hard for many years to bring up Xu Zhen's sister and brother. After Xu Zhen graduated from university, Xu Nian's pressure was reduced a little, and then his income has also increased in recent years, so he built a three-story small building in his hometown.

At this time, Xu Zhen's grandmother Li Guihua was sitting in the yard collecting firewood, and when she saw her grandson coming back, she smiled from ear to ear.

After removing the luggage, giving the money and sending away the motorcycle, Xu Zhen was very happy to find a small bench to sit next to his grandmother and help her clean up the firewood together.

"Grandma, I bought you your favorite hard candy! It's sweet! Xu Zhen handed a bag of hard candy that grandma would definitely not be able to chew into her hand.

Although he is over 80 years old, Li Guihua's body is still very strong, but his teeth have almost fallen out. I like to eat sugar, but I can't help the kind of sugar that sticks and bites.

Therefore, it is not that Xu Zhen is not filial, but that Li Guihua can only eat this hard candy that is slowly licked with saliva.

"My grandson is really filial!" Li Guihua happily took it and cherished it in his arms.

"Grandma, I'll peel it for you!" Xu Zhen tore open the bag, took out a peel-off sugar coating and fed it to his grandmother's mouth.

"It's so sweet!" Li Guihua gently grinded with his few remaining teeth, and did not forget to lick his tongue.

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After dinner, Lin Yue'e was busy cleaning up Xu Zhen's room, but Xu Zhen asked his mother to rest, and he cleaned up the room himself.

When he took out the necklace and was about to put it away, he suddenly saw that the necklace seemed to have changed somewhat. I subconsciously put the necklace in my trouser pocket.

……

The next day.

He has been used to waking up with an alarm clock all year round, and without an alarm clock, he really slept until he woke up naturally.

When he opened his eyes, he felt that he was already hungry, and when he looked at the time, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning. He went downstairs to the kitchen and the lid of the pot clanged, and there was no one in the house.

With very sour but fragrant kimchi, Xu Zhen drank two bowls of porridge that was still a little hot.

After eating and drinking enough, Xu Zhen heard movement behind the room.

"Mom!" Xu Zhen ran over and saw Lin Yue'e coming back with a load of fresh sweet potatoes.

"It's up, the porridge is still hot in the pot." Lin Yue'e poured the sweet potatoes into a dry cellar next to her.

The cellar is not large, boxy, and it is generally dug by farmers in Xu Zhen's hometown to store sweet potatoes, and this kind of cellar cannot be regarded as a cellar strictly speaking, because most of them are built on the ground.

After the sweet potatoes are piled up, the roof of the shed is propped up with bamboo strips and plastic film, and then the air is isolated to achieve the function of sweet potato preservation and preservative.

In general, sweet potatoes are also safe to survive the winter.

After all, the frost period in Xu Zhen's hometown is only a few days. With a cellar built in this way, the sweet potatoes will not freeze.

"Mom, why don't you call me." Xu Zhen took the bamboo basket that had poured out the sweet potato.

"You were tired from the car ride yesterday, so just rest."

"I'm not tired, where is it?"

"Pass the soil." Of course, Lin Yue'e didn't need to be polite to her son, and of course she didn't need to stop her son from working in the field, so she told Xu Zhen.

"Well, then you go back and lock the door, I'll ...... too"

Xu Zhen carried the bamboo basket and walked a few ridges to the contracted land that belonged to his family. At this time, grandma was also moving a small bench and sitting next to a pile of sweet potatoes to remove the mud from the sweet potatoes.

The soil in Xu Zhen's hometown is a typical laterite, with strong clay, and the amount of rain here is relatively large, so the land is easy to compact. This soil makes the sweet potatoes produced here very good.

Fortunately, these days are the time to dig sweet potatoes, but it has not rained, and there is not much mud on the sweet potatoes.

Seeing that her grandmother was busy in the field, Xu Zhenna was even more embarrassed to be lazy.

He put down the basket and picked up the hoe, which he hadn't actually used in years.

After a few digs, he felt a little weak, and he knew that it was a condition caused by secondary asthma. Fortunately, it's not serious. He supported his hand with a hoe, looking up at the opposite hillside, on the green hillside, a few birds flew by from time to time, compared to the broken ditch in the town, Xu Zhen felt that this was more like his hometown.

Slowing down a bit, Xu Zhen continued to dig sweet potatoes again.

The vines of the sweet potatoes have been cut off by Lin Yue'e, and a ridge of the ground has been dug up, and several large and round sweet potatoes have emerged.

"Mom, this year's sweet potatoes look so big one by one."

"Yes, the rain has been nice this year!" When Lin Yue'e saw her son digging sweet potatoes with a hoe, she took a flat pole and put it on the ground and sat to clean the soil on the sweet potatoes.

"Yikes! Dig it out! Xu Zhen heard the sound of the hoe, and when he opened it, there was a piece of white in the middle of the dark soil, which was the flesh of the sweet potato tuber.

The sweet potato was bigger than he thought.

Of course, because he hasn't done farm work for many years, he is no longer so skilled.

……

I was busy for two hours.

Almost a quarter of the one-acre square sweet potato field was harvested.

Sure enough, there was still a bumper harvest, and Xu Zhen picked several picks one after another. Sweet potatoes are a crop with high yields, and it is possible to yield tens of thousands of catties per mu.

Xu Zhen estimated that even if his sweet potato field did not have 10,000 catties, it was possible to have five or six thousand catties.

When it was almost noon, Lin Yue'e was ready to take her work and go home to make lunch, and Li Guihua also went back. Xu Zhen continued to stay here and dig some more.

Lin Yue'e saw that her son was tired and sweaty, and she was quite distressed and asked him to go back to rest, but Xu Zhen felt that the autumn sun was not too spicy. Besides, it's not really self-cultivation when he comes back.

One person made a load of sweet potatoes, this load is afraid that there are eighty or ninety pounds, this is still a relatively small bamboo basket, otherwise there must be more than a hundred pounds. Sweet potatoes are inherently heavier.

didn't walk a few dozen meters when he picked it out, Xu Zhen felt that his shoulders were too heavy to be heavy, so he had to put it down and rest.