Although autumn was set early, the autumn tiger that couldn't be driven away was still too hot to bear. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the saying goes, look at the energy in the spring, and look at the ears of grain in the autumn. The farmer family has always been inseparable from the farmer's family, and his heart has always been concerned about his own crops. Henan grows corn cobs, and also grows corn millet, that is, sorghum.

Although the weather is hot and humid, it still can't stop the worried women at home from going to the fields to see the ears of grain, and their own corn cobs are better than other parents, even a fingernail can make the women secretly happy with no less than three meals.

Millet leaves and corn leaves are good things to feed livestock.

The women felt that it was okay to touch it, so they shouted at their men to drive the oxen, pull a cart, take the tied hemp rope, and walk three steps and two steps to the field to pick up the leaves of the millet. Even if their own livestock can't eat it, it is cost-effective to sell it to others for two cents a pound.

Jiang Dabing hated his surname very much in the past, and his surname Mao was naturally stained with some spirit, at least no one dared to chew on the surname left by his ancestors. No matter how bad it is, the other surnames are okay, but they just caught up with this Jiang character.

Jiang Dabing's biggest hateful thing when he was a child was *Jiang*Jie*Shi*, he couldn't stand it! How can someone be called to Taiwan if they have the ability! Otherwise, he would be a royal surname. Of course, these words were also thought about in my heart when I was ridden by my peers in the village and shouted "Down with *Chiang*Jie*Shi*" by riding on their necks.

Later, slowly, no one followed behind his ass and yelled at Lao Jiang, and he could barely make do with his life, because of this Jiang surname, he missed the good age of starting a family, and he married his mother-in-law two years ago, and she was a widow, three years older than herself. It doesn't matter if you're older, just know how to serve people.

Cultured people think about why they want to live every day. People like Jiang Dabing think about what they can do more while they are alive. Jiang Dabing's goal is his own five acres of land, and when he sees a grasshopper in his own field, Jiang Dabing wants to catch it home, and the bottom of the stove is roasted with the same taste of meat!

As long as people are not lazy, there is no such thing as not being able to live in peaceful years. When the mother-in-law reaches this age, she can still have a big belly, Jiang Dabing feels that God treats him well, but the mother-in-law has her own incense in her stomach, and with the incense, there will be a rush in this day!

Jiang Dabing naturally holds his mother-in-law in his heart, and the affairs of the family and the work in the field are all his own. I don't have cattle at home, which is not a big problem, and I still have the strength to do it.

At this time, the stick seedlings and Shu millet poles, and the strong men with top-notch heads threw them in, and they couldn't see a shadow. The roads in the countryside are walkable, but they are narrow and potholed. The wood-wheeled carts are a little disobedient, and the tight dirt road is not visible at a glance.

The sun sets in the west, and the diligent people do not go to the ground. Jiang Dabing didn't care, he always felt that Kan in the idle threshing floor was not like that! He was stupid and couldn't interject into the conversation, but finally became the object of ridicule. What's the use of being able to talk about it, can I see two more seeds for you in the crops?

On a hot day, Jiang Dabing couldn't feel the heat while walking, but the more he walked, the more he felt wrong, it didn't make sense, a wooden cart, before he loaded things, why did he pull it more and more heavily?

Jiang Dabing was sure that there was nothing wrong with his bones, and he also carried two bags of grain to grind noodles at noon. The road under his feet was still not in sight, and Jiang Dabing felt for the first time that his plot was a little far away.

"Hey, you!" Jiang Dabing spat twice into the palm of his hand, rubbed it, and pulled up the two handlebars again.

"GI! Jiang Dabing...... Is it a GI......"

Jiang Dabing was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly felt cordial in his heart, his feelings are good, it seems that there are still diligent people, and I don't know which one, if it is best to go along with his own land, be a companion. It's a big deal to make him laugh at himself.

"Hey~ I am! Which one are you? ”

Jiang Dabing answered so briskly for the first time, turned around and looked back and forth, and said in a loud voice: "Which one?" ”

But even if he shouted sweat, he couldn't see a shadow, strange! Weird! It's really his grandmother's weird, and which rammer is making fun of himself.

Jiang Dabing couldn't find the person who shouted him, so he shook his head, but muttered in his heart, which one in the village could this be, the voice was loud.

While thinking about it, he re-put the rope in front of the frame car on his shoulder, and the moment he put the rope on his shoulder, Jiang Dabing suddenly shuddered, good guy, why is it so cold.

Not only that, but the rack car can't be pulled no matter how much it pulls it! The wooden cart board is filled with corn stalks, isn't it easy to do it yourself? Jiang Dabing secretly held his breath, and with a hey, the car finally squeaked.

The car moved, but Jiang Dabing's head became heavier and heavier the more he walked, the lighter the soles of his feet, the sweat behind his back couldn't stop rising, his mother-in-law had a big belly, and he had no place to go ridiculous! Therefore, Jiang Dabing felt that he must have suffered from a cold and had a fever...

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Leng Qi didn't spend a little more time at home after all, and he did something unprecedented in the village for his master. These things, Leng Qi naturally understands, when carrying his master's coffin into the field, Leng Qi deliberately looked at the sky, but unfortunately, there was still no movement in the coffin.

The old man has caught ghosts all his life and dispelled evil all his life, how can he come to himself and cheat a corpse and return a soul! Leng Qi muttered and shoveled down the last shovel of soil, patted it firmly, set up an inscription, and when everyone walked cleanly, Leng Qi squatted on the ground and lit three sticks of incense, and kowtowed a few times respectfully.

"Master, you said that when a person dies, don't you go to the underworld? Then I'll summon your soul, why don't you come? It must be you, an old man, who lied to me and deceived me into becoming a Taoist priest, how can there be any ...... in the underworld."

In the end, Leng Qi leaned over, only feeling full of grievances, he remembered what Wang San said, and his heart was empty and there was no sense of dependence. Now that I have experienced it myself, I never thought it was so uncomfortable, I never felt lonely, and I never felt the sense of solidity in my heart before, but I no longer have it.

After the funeral, Leng Qi didn't eat dinner at home, Leng Jianguo patted Leng Qi's body lonely and said, "I won't keep you, my son is older!" Dad is also old, Dad's whole life is this broken village, and it is only far from the county seat! You're different, and Dad can't keep you, remember to come back when you have time to make your mother sad, your own son, I'm about to forget what he looks like......"

His mother didn't send him, Leng Qi knew that his mother was angry with him! Just like when she was a child, she was reluctant to go by herself......

Man, it's a cheap bone. Where there are people you care about, your heart is not there. This can be regarded as an excuse that Leng Qi found for his unfilial piety that could barely convince himself......

When people are on the road, they will inevitably have mixed tastes. Leng Qi, who simply carried a little clothes, hit the road, and he needed to keep taking steps to keep himself from thinking about those messy thoughts.

It wasn't until the moonlight was dusk and the misty night fog rose that Leng Qi stopped and looked at his front with interest, a middle-aged man with open arms, pulling a board car, walking like a machine, deep and shallow, not knowing where to pull.

However, Leng Qi found that there seemed to be no road ahead, it was a mass grave......