At the end of the field, there is a vast paddy field. The wild sun of July baked it into an endless golden yellow.

The villagers of Lingshan carried wooden threshing boxes on their backs, iron ploughshares, and buffaloes to the fields to harvest and plough. The remnants of the agrarian era are still preserved: men cut off the ears of rice one by one, and then beat the grain out of the wooden box with their strength; The women led the oxen and held the plow, and followed the threshing man to plough the field and harrow the field. So, as soon as the grain in the field was harvested, the ground was also cleaned up, and it can be said that the harvest and sowing were not wrong. The sun in the sky is like a fireball, spraying poisonous and spicy flames; The villagers' bodies were muddy, their faces were covered with sweat, and their legs were covered with broken rice leaves.

The village chief, carrying an empty wooden bucket in his left hand and an iron ploughshare in his right hand, walked all the way into the village.

The owner of Huang Zhuang greeted him and said, "I'm starting to get busy!" ”

The village chief said: "If you don't fight in the small summer, you can't win in the big summer." He handed the wooden barrel to the owner of Huang Zhuang, "I have to work hard for you again, make some herbal tea for the villagers." ”

The owner of Huang Zhuang said: "It's okay, everyone likes to drink it." ”

The second uncle poked his head out of the kitchen window and said to the village chief: "The owner of Huang Zhuang has already prepared it for you, I will cook it here, and I will send it to you in a while." The village chief clenched his fists and arched his hand to us, which was regarded as a thank you. Then, hahaha went down to the ground with hearty laughter all the way.

I said to the owner of Huang Zhuang: "The relationship between Yirenzhuang and the villagers is very harmonious. ”

The owner of Huang Zhuang smiled indifferently and said, "At this time of year, the villagers work the hardest to make some herbal tea for them. If you are good to others, they will naturally be good to you, heart for heart. ”

I nodded.

The second uncle and Applejack took out a pot of boiled golden tea from the kitchen, poured the tea into the wooden barrel, and then lifted it up and walked towards the field. I tried to help them both out, but I couldn't. The second uncle looked disgusted and said, "Big reporter, be careful of burning your hand to write poetry!" You can help you get some tea bowls and bring them. ”

I followed them with a tea bowl in my arms.

When they came to a paddy field, they put the tea on the ridge. The second uncle shouted to the villagers working in the fields: "When you are tired, come up and drink a cup of herbal tea that has just come out of the pot, don't get heat stroke!" ”

A villager said with a smile: "The herbal tea of the owner of Huang Zhuang is good, in addition to quenching thirst, it can also cure diseases!" ”

Another villager chimed in: "That's true, I had a cold a few days ago, so I begged for a bowl of herbal tea from the owner of Huang Zhuang, and I just drank it!"

The village chief came over and smiled at us: "We all like the herbal tea of the owner of Huang Zhuang, and the owner of Huang Zhuang can be the barefoot doctor of our Lingshan Village!" ”

This made the second uncle stunned, he slapped his thigh, and said to me: "It seems that we have to let the owner of Huang Zhuang study this tea carefully, maybe it is really more powerful than 'Huang Laoji'!" ”

I nodded and said, "Agreed!" Many products come from the practice of life, and Yirenzhuang can indeed research and develop this herbal tea. ”

Applejack rolled her eyes at me and my second uncle and said, "Brother Huang's herbal tea is good, but it's not a famous brand." I still like to drink 'Huang Laoji', it's a brand! ”

The village chief scooped a bowl of herbal tea, blew the hot air, took a sip, wiped his mouth, and said, "This tea is so enjoyable that I think it's called 'Huang's Herbal Tea'." ”

I said, "Good name!" Produced by Lingshan Village, developed by Yirenzhuang, advertised in newspapers and television, to create a new beverage brand! ”

Applejack said: "This is good, I'll go to the island city to set up a stall, ** famous brand drink 'Huang's herbal tea'!" ”

We laughed.

As we went back to the front yard, we passed the casuarina woodland. The second uncle said to Applejack and me, "You go back first, and I'll go and see Aunt Goose." Applejack disagreed, saying, "What's so nice, you can't be in love with Aunt Goose, right?" The second uncle glared at Applejack and said, "You kid can't spit ivory out of his mouth!" ”

These days, we have always been full of pity and sympathy for a mother goose.

Two months ago, the owner of Huang Zhuang bought back two rare island white geese, a male and a female, from the town. The goose shed is set up under a yellow-bark tree at the corner of the lotus pond, and some hay is piled up in the shed. Two white geese, one male and one female, float and play in the water during the day, and return to live together at night, living lovingly. Last month, the she-goose made a nest in a very inconspicuous corner of the goose shed, covered it with hay, and then, secretly, began to lay eggs. Those huge crystal eggs were hidden under the hay, avoiding the eyes of the second uncle of the health chef. It wasn't until more than ten days later, when the mother goose lay in the shed and never came out of the goose shed again, that the second uncle realized that something was wrong, took it away, and found that there was a pile of hot goose eggs under it.

"Haha, the she-goose has hatched!" The second uncle shouted to us.

The owner of Huang Zhuang was also very happy: "Great, there is hope for the prosperity of the white goose family of Yirenzhuang!" ”

I remember the afternoon when the owner took me to clean the goose shed. We opened the low door, and the fat Mr. Goose paced, flapped his wings, quacked, and staggered out of the shed. And the she-goose, lying motionless in her nest, staring at us with her eyes fixed on us, was completely vigilant. The owner of the Yellow Village smiled and said to me: "You see how serious it is in protecting eggs, it is afraid that we will steal eggs!" The owner of Huang Zhuang patted the wings of the female goose, "I know that you are very conscientious and do not leave the nest day and night, but you must also pay attention to hygiene!" The owner of Huang Zhuang said lovingly picked it up and moved it aside. The mother goose seemed to know that we had come to clean her, so she stood there without saying a word, looking at us.

"How long will it take for the goose to come out?" I asked the owner of Huang Zhuang.

"Soon, ten days and eight days." The owner of the Yellow Farm picked up a goose egg from the nest, pinched the ends, shook it gently, and said, "Listen—" He handed the egg to my ear. I listened closely, and I could hear the goose banging the eggshell with its beak.

After cleaning the nest, the owner patted the mother goose on the back, picked it up quickly, put it back in the nest, and said, "You will be a mother soon!" In the future, you will be the goose aunt of Yirenzhuang! ”

Applejack and I went back to the loquat tree and saw some dry loquat leaves piled up in the yard, and the owner of the Yellow Village was pouting and looking through the patches. Seeing that we were back, he smiled and said, "Come and help, choose a large one, one without insect eyes, and you can use it with two more suns." ”

I know that these loquat leaves are the ones he used to make herbal tea.

At this time, the second uncle came back with a depressed face, "Aunt Goose is dead." He said to us, with a black face on his face.

We were so sad that we couldn't speak.

The owner of Huang Zhuang shook his head, pondered for a moment, and said, "It's good to die, less torture, it can be regarded as relief." ”

Just as we were expecting the little ones to break out of their shells, misfortune struck us - a sudden storm woke us up late one night. As soon as the wind and rain stopped, I heard the voice of the second uncle shouting to us. I quickly got up and followed my second uncle and Applejack straight to the goose shed. We were horrified to see that the goose shed was swept up by the strong wind, and the rain annihilated the goose shed. The male goose fled into the pond, where he quacked and wandered on the surface of the water. The owner of Huang Zhuang also rushed over with a limp, and when he saw this tragic image, his face turned pale. We worked together to remove the tin roof, and we saw the goose aunt who was hatching her cubs lying motionless in the nest. Its whole body is soaked in water, and its outstretched wings cover the entire nest like a watery duvet. The second uncle sat in the water with a butt, and his mouth was full of regret: "Sleep to death, sleep to death......" The owner of the Yellow Village squatted down and tried to hug the goose aunt, but it refused to resist the touch of the owner of the Yellow Village. The owner of Huang Zhuang tried several times to pick up Aunt Goose and move it from the nest to the side. Then, one by one, he touched the goose eggs and said, "All the army is destroyed...... Annihilated. "I also went to touch the goose eggs, and they were already cold. The second uncle was silent, picked up the goose eggs one by one into the feed bucket, raised his head, and asked the owner of Huang Zhuang: "Throw it away or take it back?"

Huang Zhuang did not speak.

"This kind of hairy egg can be eaten even after boiling, but it is very nutritious." The second uncle said to himself.

Applejack scoffed, "You eat it yourself, you need nutrition, we don't." ”

The owner of Huang Zhuang glanced at the second uncle, and said in a cold tone: "Dig a hole in them and bury them." ”

As soon as we walked away, Aunt Goose, who was standing on the side, returned to the damp and empty nest, and she lay down. "Let's move it to the coop." The owner of Huang Zhuang said to the second uncle. I know what the owner of Huang Zhuang means, give Aunt Goose a new environment, and it will forget this nightmare.

The second uncle took the wet goose aunt to the chicken coop in the woods and placed it in an empty fence.

In those two days, we were surprised to find that Aunt Goose did not eat or drink, standing in the fence, looking at the goose shed by the pond that had been demolished by us in a daze. In just two days, it has lost significantly weight. A few days later, the owner of Huang Zhuang bought a flock of ducklings from the town and placed them in another enclosure not far from Aunt Goose. Suddenly, one day, we found that Aunt Goose had escaped from her own enclosure and came to the enclosure where the ducklings were kept. It stood there, motionless, looking at the chirping ducklings in the enclosure, and its eyes overflowed with infinite tenderness. It can't speak, but we understand that it mistakes the little ones for its children. It had been emaciated to the point that only a skeleton remained, and its feathers were dirty, low, fluffy, and colorless. The second uncle walked over and said distressedly: "Don't stand here, they are not your children." The second uncle carried it back to its enclosure. However, as soon as the second uncle left, he flapped his wings, jumped out of the fence again, and pounced on the fence where the ducklings were kept. It stood on the edge of the fence, still motionless, and just looked at the ducklings in the fence stupidly. I couldn't bear to let it stand there, and I walked over to pick it up, and it flapped its wings in defiance, and let out a long wail in its hoarse throat. I noticed that its little red eyes were cloudy and moist - oh my God, it was in tears?!

This motherly goose shocked us beyond words.

The owner of Huang Zhuang took us to see Aunt Goose for the last time.

It did not die peacefully, its eyes were not closed, its soybean-sized eyeballs were exposed outside its sockets, and a white membrane that seemed to be formed by tears was clearly visible. In fact, I know that since that stormy night, its soul has followed the children of heaven out of its body. Applejack prepares to throw Aunt Goose's corpse into the lotus pond for the fish to devour. Huang Zhuang stopped Applejack. He walked over, rolled up his sleeves, picked up Aunt Goose, and rinsed it off in the pond. Then, he said to the second uncle: "Dig a pit under the tree by the pond and bury it - remember, all the lives of Yirenzhuang are the dearest and dearest members of Yirenzhuang!" ”

I nodded. Of course, I understand what the owner of the Yellow Village means - although it is just a goose, it is a spirit of love. It has a deep love and deserves the respect and kindness of human beings. Some love, tears flow first.

That night, I dreamed of her again.

She crossed the field, crossed the stream, and came to me. Her smile was sweet, and her eyes were like stars; Her skirt flutters and her steps are light. She leaned down, twisted my nose, and kissed me on the forehead. When I opened my eyes, she was gone...... I woke up and opened the window, and in the bright moonlight, I could see a pink and white lotus flower poking out of the pond of green lotus! I exclaimed in surprise, "Elven flowers——! ”