"Woohoo"

Hearing the sound of the car starting, Lao Huang immediately jumped to the passenger seat, sat upright, and did not squint, this is its exclusive seat, it is a very experienced old passenger.

The car is Nissan's small Sylphy, aside from other factors, the durable characteristics of Japanese cars are indeed commendable, this car Ye Han has used it for five years, and there has been no problem at all.

On the winding village road, the white car drove unhurriedly, and the breeze caressed the delicate face through the window, with the unique coolness of autumn, and I was reluctant to leave for a long time. Ye Han held the steering wheel with one hand and rested on the window with the other, his fluttering hair dancing lightly behind him, dancing with the fragrance of the car.

Surrounded by blue sky and white clouds, breeze and warm sun, Ye Han felt unprecedented tranquility, life is like this, what kind of mentality you have towards it, it will return you to what kind of experience.

Now this feeling of ease is something that Ye Han has never felt when his heart is like ashes.

Ten minutes later, Ye Han parked the car on the side of the road, and there was a small hill in front of her, with a long and horizontal slope under the slope, and the lush green in the middle of the slope was her family's orange orchard.

Ye Han still remembers the situation when he came to pick oranges with his parents in the past, at that time there were no such good conditions as now, the family could only carry the flat shoulder and carry the frame, and after filling it with oranges, they worked hard to pick it home, one person carried a hundred catties, it was impossible to walk home in one breath, often found a place to rest halfway, drank saliva and then picked, and it took at least an hour to walk down.

Harvested oranges, good quality pick out and sell, bad take out their own food and send to neighbors, there will never be any neighbors dislike oranges ugly, simple villagers just want a love, today you give me the same, tomorrow I send you two, sometimes a bowl of baked potatoes also have to share a few of you.

This village road that can be driven was also built when the village was engaged in the construction of a new countryside, and the country became prosperous and strong, so naturally it will not forget those peasant brothers who faced the loess with their backs to the sky and sweated and shed blood for the establishment of New China, plus Ye Han's hometown is in the coastal area of the economically developed Zhejiang Province, so he enjoyed the benefits of the country for the first time.

On the narrow field road, Lao Huang was running wildly, often stopping halfway through, turning his head to see if his master was keeping up, and seeing that the person was still there, he continued to rush forward.

Sometimes Ye Han wanted to tease it, just when it stopped, he turned around and walked back, and after a few steps, he saw Lao Huang rushing back and forth like a gust of wind, and after rushing out of the distance, he looked back, only to find that his master turned around and walked in another direction, and immediately ran wildly again.

Lao Huang was very excited, it had not been running so freely for a long time, so it was happy to run back and forth like this, just like it was a long, long time ago, but at that time it was not the only one who played with the little master.

The laughter of silver bells echoed for a long time in the open fields, spreading joy, and the golden and full rice paddies on both sides of the path rose and fell happily with this joy, and a gust of autumn wind swept by it, and with this laughter washed away the last vestiges of the morning mist on the hillside.

A man and a dog fought along the way, and finally came to the orange forest. Looking at the dozens of tall orange trees in an orderly manner in front of him, as well as the small lantern-like oranges hanging on the trees, Ye Han felt that his task was stable.

It hasn't been taken care of for three years, but there are not many weeds in this field, and there are traces of fresh soil turning under many orange trees, which must be a villager who has taken care of this orange grove.

At the time of the accident, Ye Han moved back to the village alone, and the people in the village were not good at comforting words, but often sent her things, sometimes a few cabbages, sometimes a basket of oranges, but at that time, Ye Han's heart was like ashes, he completely closed himself up, and rejected all these kindnesses. Then they stopped bothering her.

originally thought that he had been forgotten, but he didn't expect that there were still people thinking about him, looking at the ripe oranges that were about to fall, Ye Han couldn't help but have a sour eye, wiped his eyes with a chuckle, put on gloves and prepared to work.

On the far mountain, a Huajia mountaineer with a straw hat and a firewood knife on his waist was looking into the distance, although he couldn't see the people in the orange forest clearly, but he still knew the old yellow dog jumping around, "What a good child." After looking at it for a moment, he turned around and continued to walk up the mountain, leaving a sigh, a little relieved and a little melancholy, "What a good family, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

In the orange forest, Ye Han was very busy, it was too troublesome to wear the hat, and she had already been thrown aside, and her loose hair was also in the way, so she pulled out a few long grasses at random and tied them up indiscriminately, if the Tony teacher of the hairdresser saw Ye Han treating this hair so roughly, all women dreamed of it, and he was so anxious that he stomped his feet, and even had the heart to kill this lazy woman who had no heart and no lungs.

The sun is gradually rising, and the two big snakeskin bags are already full, Ye Han raised his hand with difficulty, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and kept panting with his slightly open mouth, these two bags of oranges added up to at least two hundred pounds, and it took her two hours to exhaust, but she was tired.

After resting for a while, feeling that his physical strength had recovered slightly, Ye Han was ready to go home, this time he picked about half of the oranges in this orange grove, and it would be almost the same if he came again in the afternoon, and he would pick it up in the evening, and he could go to the town to sell it tomorrow.

Reaching out and lifting the snakeskin bag on the ground, Ye Han found that he was actually able to lift it, although it was a little difficult, but there was no problem in moving it to the car, it seemed that the strength of ten points was not less, at least it was about the same as a normal adult man.

"Lao Huang, go home!" Ye Han shouted.

"Snort" Lao Huang rushed out of the grass on the side, and ran to Ye Han's side with a body of grass clippings and shook his head and begged for mercy, just now it completely let go of itself, and the crops in the surrounding field are estimated to have suffered from it.

"You guy!" Ye Han helplessly helped it pat the grass clippings on his body, "I'll beat you up if you're naughty again." ”

"Wangwang" Lao Huang suddenly began to shake his body wildly, and suddenly grass clippings flew wildly.

"Bastard!" Ye Han, who was unprepared, was taken aback, and shouted in a panic while hurriedly retreating.

Suddenly, a trace of abnormality flashed in Ye Han's eyes.

"What's going on?" She stopped and began to look around, and after a while, she finally noticed something strange on a very large, very round golden orange, and saw three small white words above the orange: Pickable!

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