"Jewazi is back!" I was tiptoeing to reach the dates on the hillside, and someone was greeting me from behind.

Turning around, it was the old branch secretary. The old branch secretary has been working in the village for more than ten years, and he is very kind, happy every day, and loves us grandchildren even more.

I hurriedly stood up and said with a smile: "Uncle, your family also picks up bags?" ”

"We have few trees, so we have already finished picking them, so we will go to the field to slip around." The old branch secretary said, took out the sickle in his hand to help me hook the wild jujube branch on the slope, and said, "There are few people who rarely eat this now, and you still like to eat it." ”

I picked it and said, "This is delicious, you can't buy it outside." ”

"That's not it, it's a baby. If you can't sleep well, boil water with this jujube kernel and drink it, it will be more effective than medicine. The old branch secretary said with a smile.

"And this effect?" I really don't know.

"That's not it, it's good, you look at this inconspicuous and inconspicuous on this mountain, they are all treasures, and some are Chinese herbal medicines." Seeing that I finished picking it, the old branch secretary put down the sickle in his hand, looked at me and said.

I stuffed the dates into my mouth, nodded my head, and said, "I know that the wild fruits on this mountain are really delicious, but I really don't know anything else." ”

The old branch secretary smiled, lit his old cigarette pouch, and said, "Let's go, accompany the uncle." ”

I saw that it was still early, so I followed.

Along the way, the old branch secretary pointed to all kinds of wild flowers and grasses on the side of the road and told me their names and effects. I realized that I had been away from home for too long, and I only vaguely remember that when I was a child, I would fold a dog's tail and weave a rabbit, or pick a handful of wildflowers to weave a wreath, not to mention their names, and I couldn't even recognize them.

The old branch secretary pointed to the small wild chrysanthemums not far away, and said with a smile: "It's good-looking, right?" You don't have that in big cities, do you? ”

I nodded and said, "Yes, it's all planned, with straight rows of trees, boxy lawns, flowers and trees trimmed into various shapes, big roads, many cars, many people, and a lot of exhaust fumes." ”

"Yes, I like to go to the mountains when I have nothing to do, look at our apple trees, and then look at the ripe grain in the mountains, how good." The old branch secretary stopped, touched the big apple on the apple branch that stretched out from the ground and extended to the mountain road, and then said: "What a good apple, but it's a pity, when our group of people is old, I'm afraid no one will want to take care of these trees anymore!" ”

After listening to the words of the old branch secretary, I couldn't help but be silent, yes, in addition to those who go out by reading, most of the children of our generation also choose to go out to work. When I think about it, none of my classmates stayed in their hometown, and they were all scattered all over the country.

Most of the people who still go to the field to do things now are our fathers and uncles, so when they are old and can't do it anymore, who will take care of such good apple trees, and who will cultivate such beautiful sorghum fields and corn fields.

The old branch secretary then sighed: "Young people now, once the stubble grows, they don't want to stay in this yellow earth; Just like that little swallow, when she is older, she leaves the nest and flies away. We're all the old bones left, you see how good our apples are, it's a pity. ”

Before we knew it, the two of us had walked back to our apple field, and our parents greeted the old branch secretary and sighed about this year's apple harvest. I looked at the strong colors of the mountains and fields, and gradually had an idea in my heart.

After dinner, my parents and I sat on the kang and chatted while watching TV, talking about what I met the old branch secretary today. Dad smiled and said, "No, it's hard for you to eat authentic good apples at home in the future." ”

The old mother continued: "It's a pity, but who is willing to let their children suffer what our generation has suffered again; Relying on the sky to eat, those fruit trees are more tired than the old people who serve themselves, and they are willing to give up. ”

I looked at my parents' hair that began to turn gray, as well as the old wrinkles on their faces, and felt a pain in my heart, and said solemnly: "Dad, Mom, I have decided, I will not leave, I will stay." ”

My mother was stunned, looked up at me, and said, "Then tell us what you think?" ”

"I just think that since I was a child, you and my dad have done so much for me, and I don't have time to spend with you properly. When I came back this time, I felt that my heart was suddenly steady, and I didn't want to leave. ”

Dad put down the remote control in his hand, turned around, and said, "Girl, your mother and I know your heart, but you see that your mother and I are in good health now, don't worry about it, you can rest assured and bold to do what you like." ”

I nodded and said, "Dad, Mom, you see, just like the Chinese dream show you always like to watch, our Chinese dream is to be rich and strong, so it depends on our group of young people to support it." In our village now, the mountains are good, the water is good, the people are good, and there are good resources, and I have been very concerned about ecological agriculture and tourism development. For example, if you work hard to fiddle with our apples, you can only sell them to the apple sellers who come to the village, and the money you sell can only be just enough for fertilizer and pesticides, not counting the labor costs. This is the case in the village, we have such good apples, such good agricultural products, but in the end we can only make hard money, it's a pity. Therefore, I want to stay and make use of the resources of our village, why don't we make it ourselves if we have money? ”

Listening to my words, Mom and Dad were silent for a while and did not speak. I asked tentatively, "Then you agreed?" ”

My mother looked at me, smiled, and said, "From childhood to adulthood, when did your father and I stop you from what you want to do?" ”

"Great, Mom, you're the best." I rushed over and hugged my mother, screaming.

I decided to finish the work with my parents and then plan my thoughts.

On this day, we were busy in the apple field, and I heard the grandmother next door calling my dad outside the field: "Lao Xiao, Lao Xiao, your family is a visitor." ”

"Who?" My dad answered and went out of the ground.

Then there was no sound, and my mother and I looked at each other and walked out.

My dad was talking to someone who was coming, and I was stunned when I saw that back.

Oh my God, you're kidding me!

I subconsciously hid behind the apple tree, my mother looked at me strangely, and just wanted to stop me, I heard my father call me: "Xiao Jie, come here." ”

I hid behind a tree and looked at my mother pitifully, and she looked at me and walked up to my father.

It didn't take long to hear my mother calling: "Xiao Jie! ”

As soon as I heard my mother's raised tone, I knew it was over, and I walked out obediently. The grandmother who brought someone over hadn't left yet, and looked at me with a smile on her face.

"Big grandma." I hid behind my mother and said hello obediently.

"Hey." The eldest grandmother responded with a smile and said: "I was basking in the sun in the village, and I happened to meet this young man asking around for whose daughter is Xiao Jie. ”

I smiled awkwardly, turned around and glared at Cheng Jia hatefully, and said, "Thank you, Grandma." ”

After saying that, I wanted to turn around and go back, but my mother grabbed me and said, "Since your friend is here, don't do anything, let's go home first." ”

All the way home, my father and mother put down their tools and went to prepare lunch, leaving me and the family in the back room.

Chengjia stared at me all the way and smiled, because I had to work in the field, I was directly wearing my high school uniform, tied a ponytail, a typical village girl dress, I thought it was nothing, but I felt unnatural when I was laughed at by this guy.

"Don't laugh, what the hell are you doing here?" I asked speechlessly.

Cheng Jia came up to me and said, "I'm homeless, I'm here for you." ”

"What are you kidding!" I yelled.

Hearing me call, my dad walked in with a fruit bowl in his hand and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Uncle, it's okay, we're joking." Cheng Jia hurriedly took the fruit bowl in his father's hand and said with a smile.

I looked at my father's respectful appearance, and then at my father, I didn't know what to do at all, so I simply turned around and came to the kitchen to help my mother cook.

After a while, my father also walked in and said, "I don't need your help, let's talk about you first." ”

"How do I know, what did he tell you?" I sat in front of the stove and played with the burning stick in my hand.

My mother glanced at me and continued to stir-fry, saying while stir-frying, "Just say it's your friend, come and play with you." What's this boy's name? ”

"Start a family." I replied sullenly, "I will send him away in a moment." ”

My father took the burning stick in my hand, started to light a fire, and said, "It's a guest at the door, and everyone is coming, so you throw them into the house?" ”

"Oh." I got up and reluctantly walked to the back room.