After the Spring Festival, Guangwen's sugarcane was almost sold. The next thing to do is to plough the sugarcane fields and replant them. Because according to the planting law, the cane seeds buried in the ground are no longer suitable for further tillering.

Twenty-three-year-old Wang Guangwen can also be regarded as a successful career. In the past year, not only have the bank loans been paid off, but the planting area of sugar cane and orange trees has been expanded, and the cultivation of good varieties of peach trees has been cultivated.

What excited him at this moment was not his orchard, but Yang Shufen, who had not been in touch for a long time, suddenly appeared in front of him.

The theater upstairs of Shiqiao is preparing for the Lantern Festival, and the actors are still chattering "The Legend of the White Snake". Shufen met Fuqiang and the rich family (Liu Fushun's brother) who went to the grave in the muddy ditch on the street, chatted a few words by the way, and hurried to Yahe Village in Chahe.

After asking questions all the way, Shufen finally arrived at Guangwen's home.

"May I ask if this is Wang Guangwen's home?"

"You are?"

"Xian Xian, my name is Yang Shufen, and I am a friend of Wang Guangwen!"

Guangwen was not at home, and Guangwen Niang, who was feeding the chickens, looked at this girl with a scar on her face, obviously a little displeased. This is the first time she has seen the Yang woman who fascinated her son, not to mention the lame leg, the scar on her face alone is not worthy of my handsome son!

"I'm not here, I'm going to Six Dragons!"

"Oh, and when is he going to be back?"

"Ten days and half a month, the first month, I went to his sister's house, and I want to go to his fiancée's house, who knows him!"

"Fiancée? …… Oh, Mama, please tell him when he comes back, I came to him to ask him to help me graft some orange trees......" Shufen turned around in disappointment, and the wind from the mouth was whistling on her face, more painful than a knife cut.

Shufen and the government have reached an agreement to contract the Yantai Mountain Forest Farm to her for 200 yuan a year. The forest farm used to belong to Stone Bridge Commune, which is actually a wasteland, and some orange trees were planted in the early years, because they are traditional wild oranges. Before the orange trees could bear fruit, the farm was disbanded.

The forest farm is on the top of the mountain, and the soil is not suitable for grain growth, and it is at the junction of the three villages of Yangjiawan, Jiudaogui and Li Huansi. Therefore, the township government did not release the forest farm, but shelved it as a state-owned forest farm for a long time.

Now the contracting method has been further revitalized, and many so-called "state-owned forest farms" allow farmers to contract. Shufen seized the opportunity and was the first to sign a contract with the township government.

The forest farm is on a large flat land on Yantai Mountain. There are six or seven acres. Now, except for those orange trees with thick branches and rotten leaves, there are reeds that grow unbridled. It is also difficult to get water from the top of the mountain, let alone contract, and no one may be willing to take over the planting.

Shufen has her thoughts. Because the forest farm is full of wild orange trees, she plans to graft them to make them blossom and bear fruit. The orange trees are reasonably spaced apart, and strawberries or watermelons can be planted under the trees (these two things were not available in Shiqiao at the time, and Shufen read them in the newspapers). As for the water source, she has her own way.

Just after the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, she pestered her eldest sister and Guoqiang. I also spent money to hire a few people to go to the forest farm to open up wasteland. Within a few days, the weeds and rags in the forest farm were finally stripped away, and only lifeless orange trees were left to swagger in the wind.

Strawberries and watermelons are the next thing, and the grafting of orange trees is the priority.

Thinking of grafting, Shufen naturally thought of Guangwen. Because since he returned to the village, he has been learning the grafting of fruit trees for a long time. I heard that in his orange orchard, there are also a large number of fruit trees that he grafted himself.

……

Shufen ate the closed door and walked back disappointed. The hillside was bare with black locusts, and all that was left was sharp needle on the branches.

The "thorn" that pierced her heart at this moment was not that she had not invited a grafter. Instead, the straight trunk of Guangwenge's tree will be grafted with new shoots from the six dragons.

The heart was stinged and tears rolled down. The unfamiliar mountain became abrupt, and the sun finally broke through the clouds in the afternoon. Shine on this bleak pass. Not far away, on the sparse blue-tiled house, there is already curling smoke; Particular people also light a firecracker to create a lively atmosphere at noon of the Lantern Festival.

But these bustles do not belong to her, the waves that once were raging finally turned into surging waves, and the grief accumulated in her heart turned into crying. She fell in love with Wang Guangwen. She was very sure of that; But Guangwen will not belong to her after all, which she has long expected.

But she felt so clearly that Guangwen also loved her. She even regretted her refusal, regretting the "calmness" a few months ago.

That afternoon, Guangwen ran from Liulong to Yangjiawan, he must have wanted to sue her, he loved her! But she let his lonely back go away. For many days to come, she hoped that he would really send a load of oranges, but she didn't expect it to come.

What is worthy and unworthy! In the pure heart of the girl, the burning fire of love transcends reality, and in those love legends and literary works, it is often the couples who "are not in the right household" who play the swan song of love through the ages. Just like Xiang Yu said - if you don't fight for it, you will only lose!

Shufen finally turned her thoughts into practical actions. If Guangwen promised him to help her graft the orange tree, she would definitely sing a mountain song on Yantai Mountain to let him know how much he missed him; Even if she didn't, she would tell him how much she needed him at the moment...... No, he won't say yes!

Shufen sat on a rock, hugged her head and cried. Though the sun has dispelled the frost; But in her world, it's still a land of ice and snow.

"Shufen?" Guangwen, who was carrying a hoe, recognized the wig at a glance, and he couldn't even believe that he would meet her here.

Shufen raised her head and looked at Guangwen not far away with teary eyes, like a teenager in a textbook.

Shufen stood up suddenly and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Didn't you go to find your fiancée?"

"Fiancée? What's the fiancée? I'm hoeing at Da Yakou ......"

Shufen burst into tears and smiled, but her face darkened again, and she thought of Guangwen Niang's eyes and tone, which were full of contempt and sarcasm.

"How did you get here?" Guangwen looked at Shufen with red eyes, and his heart became uncomfortable, "Did anyone bully you?" ”

"Nope! Brother Guangwen ......, "Shufen doesn't know how to say anything about grafting, because his mother has actually rejected her."

"Did you go to my house?" Guangwen pointed to his home not far away, and he saw that the chimney of the house was already smoking.

Shufen held back tears and nodded.

"Let's go, go to the house and sit down, it's almost time to eat, ...... quickly" Guangwen picked up Shufen and walked forward, although he knew that his father and mother would definitely not welcome the visitors from this stone bridge.

Shufen didn't move, "No, Brother Guangwen, I ask you two things, you have to answer me truthfully!" ”

"Oh, Sister Shufen, what are you doing today? You scared me! ”

"I'm asking you!" Shufen lowered her head and organized the next language.

"Okay, okay, I'll answer ...... truthfully"

"You...... What happened to that Ding Ping? ”

"I told you last time, and it doesn't have anything to do with it! Absolutely true! Guangwen put down his hoe and made a sworn motion. Shufen's question made him happy.

"What about you...... Then you...... Do you still like me? Shufen's head was buried lower, her hot face had dried up tears, and her excited heart was about to jump out. She never thought she would ask a man so directly.

Guangwen put his two hands on Shufen's shoulders, which were still muddy, and said slowly: "Shufen, do you know how long I've been waiting for your question?" I've been in love with you since the day I met you. Because of you, I found what my heart really wanted, and I came back and carried the hoe; Because of you, I will have the faith to stand up in failure again and again, so that the orchard has the current appearance; Because of you, I know what true love looks like, no matter what the other party becomes, the choice in my heart will not change......"

Shufen's tears flooded again, I don't know if the pain in her heart is intensifying, or the stinging wound is healing? "Brother Guangwen, but I'm like this now!"

"What does it look like? No matter what you look like, in my heart, you are the most beautiful Shufen......"

Shufen squatted on the ground, crying silently...... (To be continued.) )