It turned out that the rice field in front of me was a circle, with an area of about eight acres.

In the past, it was a middle road that divided the round rice fields in two.

Now there is no road in the middle, and the round rice field becomes a complete piece, and the road is opened around the round rice field.

The road up the mountain, which had not been done before, was temporarily opened for the purpose of repairing the road.

The four of them walked clockwise at night, and the rice fields were always on the right side of the road. The old man knocked on the water in the rice field with a flat shoulder, relying on this to judge the direction, and naturally it became a circle.

It's easy to figure out why.

But at this time, when he entered Oolongao to peel palms, the time was wrong, and he returned home with his hands in hand.

On the way, Bai Shou was afraid that this matter would spread and become a joke, so he told the servants, so he said that he had diarrhea on the road and wanted to decide to come back today and go again tomorrow.

Bai Dang asked, "Big brother, why do you say me?" ”

Bai Shou smiled: "I can't carry the pot, and Sanbao and Shuilong are not good at carrying the pot, of course, you are the only one to carry the pot." ”

There was another burst of laughter.

The anger can be drummed, but it cannot be vented, and the white hand decided to break into the oolong Ao again the next day.

This time he accepted the lesson, repaired the flashlight with his white hands, and sent his second brother to Chen Tong Street to buy a few new batteries. I also went to the old captain and borrowed a flashlight, and the two flashlights are double insurance.

It was still three o'clock in the morning.

Wulongao is an old place name, but many people say it is not good, and now it is called Longao Commune.

But the locals can't change it, and Oolongao is still called Oolongao.

One side of the water and soil to support the other side.

Wulongao is a mountain seven or eight kilometers long, winding and zigzag, lying across the entire mountainous area of Wenlin County.

There is not a single acre of paddy fields here, only a stream pit that stretches over the hills, and there is no water in the creek pit in winter, and the water is murmuring in spring, summer and autumn, and sometimes there are floods in summer.

On one side of the creek pit is a large mountain, and on the other side is a hillside, and in addition to the dwellings, there are ridges of cultivated land on the hillside.

Longao Commune has a population of more than 10,000, but there is only one Wulong Street with a population of more than 1,000 people, also known as Longao Street, which is the economic center of the whole commune.

The rest of the villages are scattered, or three or five, or a dozen, or even one village.

The four of them hurried away, entered Oolong Street without entering, and went straight to the bottom of the road.

Peeling palm is also buying palm, and you have to start from the inside.

From Baicun to the bottom of Wulongao, a full 26 miles of road, the four of them walked for about four hours.

The sky is already bright, but the mountains are high and deep, and the sun has not yet gone up.

The four of them sat by the pit and drank water, and the kettle was full.

I had eaten two rice balls before entering the country, and there were still four rice balls in each person's cloth bag, two at noon and two in the afternoon, and I can't eat them yet.

They are still children, and they don't know how to deal with people, let alone do business.

Except for white hands.

With white hands in front and others behind, they walked towards a house on the hillside.

Detached houses, there are palm trees in front of and behind the house, at least ten or more.

There were people in the yard who were having breakfast.

But the white hand is not in a hurry to knock at the door.

The white hand pretended to be very expert, paced under a few palm trees in front of the door, and looked up at it.

The white hand confirmed that the palm trees should have been stripped a long time ago, and probably the owner was not in a hurry to use the money, or wanted to sell them for a good price, so he stayed on the tree.

"What for?"

A man walked out of the courtyard, holding half a bowl of porridge in his hand. He is about thirty years old, and his face is relatively good, and he does not look at his appearance and skin, not like a peasant who goes down to the field or a mountain man who goes up to the mountain.

"Big brother, we're palm peelers."

"Big brother?" The man laughed.

Bai Shou said: "Big brother, I'm sorry." You look so young, about the same as my eldest brother, so I just called out. ”

"How old is your big brother?" The man asked curiously.

"My eldest brother is twenty-two."

"Haha......" The man smiled at the courtyard gate: "Wife, today is rare, too rare." ”

There was a woman in the courtyard, also holding a rice bowl, also about thirty years old.

The white hand looks carefully, in terms of dress and temperament, this woman is not a peasant woman.

The white hand counted in his heart, and shouted sweetly at the woman: "Hello eldest sister, I am peeling palms." ”

The woman also smiled, "Huh, call me eldest sister?" How old are you? ”

Not to mention, the white hands are really thick-skinned and shy, and they soon mix with other families like old acquaintances.

The man handed the bowl to the woman, squatted at the gate of the courtyard by himself, and said with a smile: "Little comrade, look at your appearance, look at your age, you haven't done this before, right?" ”

Honestly, "The second time I went out, the first time I came to the door." ”

This remark aroused the interest of the two people, "What is this statement?" ”

White hand-painted sound and color, adding oil and vinegar, told the story of yesterday morning's encounter.

The two of them laughed so badly.

Bai Shou took the opportunity to say: "Big brother, big sister, I see that you are good people, good people who know how to read and are courteous, so let the four of us open the shop." ”

The man smiled, "Okay, I just have one condition." You say we're good people, then tell me what we do. As long as you are right, you can peel my palms. ”

The woman also said, "There are also palm trees from my mother-in-law's house and my mother's house, you can peel them." ”

White hands thought about it.

These two people definitely don't work in agriculture, but eat commercial grain. There is a bicycle in the yard, and I can afford to buy a bicycle these days, and I basically go to work and receive a salary.

There are no factories in Longao Commune, except for the commune cadres, which are schools, health centers, credit cooperatives, supply and marketing cooperatives, and forestry stations.

The people of the forestry station have to go out into the wild, and their faces will not be so white, so they can be ruled out.

In the pockets of the man's shirt, there are two pens, and eight or nine times out of ten are commune cadres.

The woman speaks in a more polite manner, guessing with her own hands that she is either a teacher or a doctor, but the teacher is more likely.

"Big brother, you are a commune cadre. Sister, you may be a teacher. ”

The two of them looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

The man laughed, "I guessed it all right." My name is Xiao Guoxing, a local, and I work in the commune. My wife's name is Cai Meihong, a local and a teacher at Longao Middle School. ”

The white hand is fast, "Brother Xiao is good, Sister Cai is good." ”

Cai Meihong said with a smile: "This title should be changed, we are two people, you are a big brother and a big sister, it's not appropriate." ”

The white hand turned his brain, "If you don't change it, it's Brother Xiao, it's Sister Cai." ”

The two of them laughed again.

The white hands also smiled, but their eyes did not look at the two mouths again, but tilted their heads and stared at the palm trees.

Cai Meihong said: "Old Xiao, don't tease other people's children." ”

Xiao Guoxing nodded, waved his hand and smiled: "I went to work." Little comrade, the palm pages on the tree are all yours. ”

"Thank you, Brother Xiao, thank you, Sister Cai."

Xiao Guoxing got on his bicycle and left.

Cai Meihong wanted to get the ladder, but how dare she take it herself, so she took the lead to move the ladder.

With white hands taking the lead, the four little brothers were busy.