My mother looked at me and said, "The oranges in the back mountains are not delicious because the soil erosion has no nutrients, and the soil erosion leads to acid-base imbalance and so on." After the soil is acidic and the roots of the tree absorb it, the oranges grown will of course be sour. ”

"Mom, you know the problem of oranges, why don't you solve it?" I said.

"The easiest step is to adjust the lime, remove the acid and level it, and then add calcium and fertilize. But our oranges are not sweet, in fact, they are not all a matter of soil, what do you say about variety? Isn't it difficult for Asians to outrun foreign blacks and whites in the running competition of athletics? The same is true for the oranges in our back mountains, and the domestic ones are not necessarily comparable, let alone the foreign ones. Mom said.

"Mom, did you say that too? Can't compare to the outside? This orange can't even handle it, let alone people? I continued with my mother's words.

"You kid, you've learned these oily tones outside in the past few years? And how can you listen to half of the words? Still messing around on your own? There are so many crooked truths, don't be sloppy. Just say what do you want to tell me? Mom said with some anger in her face.

"I can't compare to others, I can't do anything outside. I can't get a job or make money, I really can't. I spoke a little louder, and my tone became hysterical.

My mother subconsciously reached over and covered my mouth, and said a little anxiously: "You want to die when you say this so loudly, your father is outside and doesn't know where to hide and smoke." How do you know that you can't compare to others? ”

"I..." I don't know why I was speechless for a while.

"So let's talk about oranges first, and then talk about people, shall we? Let's talk about how to treat oranges first, I mean first level the soil pH, and then fertilize the soil... ”

"Wait, Mom." I struggled to push my mother's hand away.

"What's the matter?" Mom said.

"Mom, you repeated, how do you talk about oranges back to the soil? Didn't you just say that the varieties can't be compared? So what does it have to do with soil? Tangerine, did you send you to talk to me about oranges? said that the land calculation changed the topic. I said.

"You bear child, listen to me. Our oranges are not as good as foreign oranges. But orange trees can be grafted, just buy the branches and leaves of Australian oranges and graft them on the orange trees in the mountains behind us. After preserving, the oranges that will bear fruit will be sweet, but everything must be raised first. Things have to be done step by step, and nutrition can only survive the grafting if the nutrition keeps up. It's the same as being a human being, you can't compare to others, you can learn other people's amazing things first. After learning it, it will not be your own. I don't have much to say, but you must know that only when people have their own ability and foundation can they have the future in the future. In the early years, I didn't have my own temperament, if I didn't go to the driver to learn to dry tangerine peel and sell it for three cents, would you be able to afford to read? That's what it means, anyway. Mom said.

"So Mom, do you know why the oranges in the back mountains are sour? You also speak this truth, why don't you save these oranges? I said.

"It's not an orange tree with a mountain behind us, and I'm the only one. I have a weak heart for one person, if only there were a few more people... Wait, I almost got you caught in it. I don't want more than one person, let alone your help. You give me a trip to make a lot of money, don't you hear? Mom said angrily.