The arrival of summer is a busy and happy time for An Luan and her sister.

An Luan and his sister contracted the work in the southern field.

They were going to pull out all the grass in the cornfield.

An Luan and her sister divided the labor, and each person was responsible for pulling eight rows of grass.

They compete to see who can pull it out fastest.

On a hot day, they were still squatting in the cornfield pulling grass, and both of them were gritting their teeth and sweating.

The neck and legs were scratched and scratched by corn leaves, and some were scratched with blood red.

The discomfort of the heat and the itchy and painful feeling on their bodies made them grit their teeth and stiffen.

"Hold on, and when we reach the end of the old grave, we won't pull it out, and jump into the river to bathe." My sister said.

An Luan's eyes lit up in anticipation, and then quickened the movement at hand.

In the middle of this field lived an old grave, and on the other side of the old grave was still corn, and when they had finished pulling this side, they would pull it out there.

An Luan and her sister finally finished pulling out the grass here.

They each carried a bamboo basket in their hands, and the bamboo basket was full of grass they had pulled.

They stood on the path, looking at the river below, and they all grinned.

As soon as I put the bamboo basket down, I couldn't wait to "plop" and jump into the river.

There were already several friends in the river grinning and swimming, their hands groping in the water hoping to touch the fish, or something.

An Luan, his sister and his mother squatted by the river together and ordered melons.

They take the watermelon seedlings in their hands, then put the roots of the watermelon seedlings in the soil in their hands, and then group it into a circle and place it in a designated place.

When An Luan saw different seedlings, he would secretly ask his sister beside him, "Sister, what kind of melon seedlings is this?" ”

"This is an apple melon seedling." My sister is not like An Luan who is afraid of her mother, she always speaks loudly.

"I'll give you half a day off when I'm done here."

An Luan and her sister are so happy.

They walked by the river with vigilant eyes, because they were going to fish for lobsters to see if there were any snails in the river.

I've always been very lucky.,Whenever I run here to touch the snail after school at noon.,And Anluan, who can be touched every time.,I didn't touch it this afternoon.。

My sister has already touched a big screw.

An Luan was panicked, she unconsciously grabbed the grass on the shore in her hands, and watched her sister smash the screws with a brick, and she would be able to fish for lobsters soon.

An Luan finally came to his senses and felt that it was useless to be greedy, so he walked forward quickly, looking at the river.

In the end, it took a long way and still didn't.

She suddenly thought of something and ran back.

My sister is tying the snail meat to the rope.

"Sister, can you give me half of it?"

My sister frowned unhappily, but she still silently pinched the snail butt to An Luan.

Their biggest fun this summer is lobster fishing, and many of their friends are just like them.

I was quietly pouting my knees fishing for lobsters, but I heard a crisp sound on the water.

An Luan and several of his friends looked at the source of the sound, and saw a little boy squatting restlessly beside his brother, holding a stone and smashing it straight into the river.

"Don't smash it, get on the road. If my mother knew that you were following me to the river again, she would have called me away and stopped me from playing. ”

"Hmph. I told you not to give me snails to catch lobsters. ”

"Our mother won't let you play, for fear that you will fall into the water and drown."

The little boy took the stone and threw it into the river.

An Luan's rope shook suddenly, and An Luan's thoughts were also shaken back, An Luan was frightened, it seemed that there was a lobster eating her snail, she was afraid and gently raised the bamboo pole, and sure enough, the lobster on the snail was gone. Scared away.

She looked at the little boy with a wistful look.

"Mine hurry up and pull you to the road, or our mother will come back from the field and pass by here and see it."

The little boy was forcefully pulled over by his older brother, and the little boy twisted his ass and struggled with a wrinkled face.

An Luan looked at him depressedly, thinking about the lobster just now.

When harvesting wheat, An Luan and her sister competed to see who would cut more wheat.

The two of them were quietly cutting wheat in the scorching sun.

I have been cutting for a long time, and I have been devoting myself to cutting, no matter how much sweat is dripping on my body, no matter how big the sun is on my head.

My sister finally said, "Let's rest." ”

The two walked to the old grave in the middle of the ground, because the old grave is shady, and there is a big tree planted on the right side to enjoy the shade, and the old grave is full of grass without worrying about scalding your buttocks.

Buried in this grave are Xuan Xuan's grandparents.

The elder sister picked up Sprite lying on the grass, and An Luan brought the two bowls that had been prepared for a long time to each other, looking at Sprite with burning eyes.

My sister used a screwdriver to pry the lid of the Sprite beer open.

An Luan's eyes looked straight at her, she liked to watch the scene of Sprite beer being opened in an instant, and she liked to see the white foam overflow all of a sudden, piled up on her sister's hand holding the bottle. Sometimes, if you're lucky, you can hear the sound.

An Luan put the bowl eagerly, and her sister still didn't pour it into the bowl.

An Luan moved the bowl again, but she still didn't pour it down. It doesn't seem to be a problem that your bowl is not accurate.

An Luan looked at her sister strangely.

My sister poured Sprite into her bowl and took Anluan's bowl aside.

She pulled An Luan and herself up, she faced An Luan and said, there was sadness in her eyes, "Luan Luan, I thought your father was good to you last time I came to your house......" My sister cried with a whimper.

An Luan rubbed his legs with his hands, and looked at his sad sister in a bit of a panic.

"Although your grandmother doesn't speak, she is sick and has become senile, but I can still see that she still loves you like that. I know that look. ”

An Luan also grinned and cried when she heard her sister say this, and the two of them stood on the old grave and cried so sadly.

The people on the side of the road looked strangely at the two old graves, one big and one small, crying.

"No one has ever hurt me that way, no, maybe, but I don't remember it when I was young. I heard my dad say that my grandfather loves me very much, and like your grandfather, he is reluctant to eat anything delicious for his granddaughter. The elder sister told An Luan how her father had told her how her grandfather had loved her.

"My dad said that if he hadn't taken me to the city so that my grandfather couldn't see me, and I couldn't eat because I thought about it, my grandfather probably would still be alive now. It turns out that there was once a person who loved me like your grandfather loved you, but unfortunately I don't remember. Do you know that I envy you so much, I envy you so much, I envy you that you can still enjoy that kind of love, and I envy you that you have so many relatives who love you. ”

My sister picked up the bowl of Sprite and scattered it on the ground, "I want to pay tribute to my grandmother and thank them for loving me." Grandma, thank you for loving me. My sister knelt on the ground with a thud and kowtowed three times.

An Luan also knelt down, "Thank you for loving my sister." ”

My sister hugged An Luan and cried, I don't know if it was my sister's tears or my own unwilling sweat on my chest.

My sister poured a bowl full of herself, and she also poured a bowl of Sprite full of An Luan.

The two of them drank Sprite in the shade of the tree, and in front of them was the sun, which shone everything brightly.

After drinking Sprite refreshingly, the two of them looked up at the surroundings and brewed.

"Get up and get to work."

So the two of them were reluctant, and got up like an old man who couldn't straighten his waist, and the movement was too slow.

The two of them were in the sun again, grabbing the wheat and cutting quietly.