On a June day, the child's face changes when it is said.

At noon, the sky was still good, and the white clouds were floating around, which set off the blue of the sky. In the afternoon, large clouds gathered together, turning from white to gray, from gray to black, and in a moment the sky became a black pot, and the wind came, and the thunder and lightning came together......

It's a big deal for soul winning in the wheat field.

The threshing machine stopped, and the members hurriedly pulled out the freshly detached wheat from under the thresher and piled it up, covering it with plastic sheeting, but the wind was too strong, and it was opened several times, and people were busy, and the shovels, wooden forks, rakes, stones, bricks, etc., all the things that could be found were pressed on, and finally covered.

Tian Liang, the custodian, instructed the women and sisters to pour the wheat bales, and the people worked very hard, sweat dripping down their cheeks, and no one cared about wiping them. The sisters don't love beauty anymore, the straw hat is thrown aside, the towel around the neck is torn off, the handsome face has become the face of Bao Gong, and the pure white gown is also black, and no one cares about this.

Yes, how can the wheat that comes to the mouth be spoiled by God? Competing for autumn and wheat, this is a critical time, and after a year of busy work, I count on it.

Chunmei came and went, walking like a fly, and even labor couldn't do her, which was well-known in the production team.

The wind became more violent, and no one could stand still, and there was a thunderous sound, as if the sky was about to fall, and with the help of lightning, it seemed as if all the people were swallowed up. Chunmei kept moving, accidentally, her leg touched the iron fork, and suddenly, bright red blood flowed down the trouser leg and foot, Chunmei screamed, threw away the wheat bundle in her hand and squatted down to cover it with her hand.

People gathered around and asked, "It's not light, go to the health room," Tian Liang ordered.

Zhi Haoniang and Aunt Tian Liang helped Chunmei and left. The members are busy again.

Lamaizi's car came back, and Wang Sen and several members jumped out of the car and were busy unloading the car.

Tian Liang hurriedly ran over and said loudly to Wang Sen, "Captain, Chunmei pierced her leg with a fork when she was carrying the wheat bundle, I asked her to go home, you should go home and take a look." ”

Wang Sen didn't seem to hear clearly, and loudly instructed the members to rush the wheat in the field.

Before the wheat could reach the field, the raindrops the size of beans fell, smashing on the bare back and causing pain.

But no one complained.

The people's backs, oxen, carts, and the heavens are endless, and the people seem to have inexhaustible strength, braving the heavy rain to transport the wheat in the field.

Thunder and lightning poured down, and the whole world was white. A man lying on the ground in the wheat field house.

Finally, all the wheat was snatched back, and the members were relieved.

Wang Sen instructed Tian Liang and the kidnapper to hurry up and put down the noodles, they were both hungry, and said, "Boiling pot, put more oil," and shouted at the kidnapper, "Take out your craft, show your hand, and cook a soybean." ”

I heard that drinking noodles and eating soybeans, the members of the club were happy, and they were discussing, there were joys and sorrows, and the joy was that the wheat was shipped back, although the rain was not the right time, but this was a thorough rain, it was a good time to sow seeds, and it was a good start for the autumn harvest; The worry is that if it is even cloudy, the wheat in the mouth may not be eaten.

Alas, the members of the club all stared at the endless heavy rain outside the house, their hearts trembled with thunder and lightning, and they didn't even hear the lame crutch shouting to open the meal......

Tian Liang told Wang Sen about Chunmei's injury again, and Wang Sen understood that he didn't eat anymore, so he took a hat and put on a quick plastic sheet and ran into the rain of white flowers......

At home, Pengxiang had already cooked a meal, and he was sitting at the door with his sister waiting for his mother to come back.

Pengxiang is very sensible, and at the age of seven, he secretly helped his mother burn the fire. Chunmei was very happy and uneasy, always filled the water, distilled the dry food, and then adjusted the batter, let him burn the ready-made fire, and repeatedly told him to be careful of the fire.

Peng Xiang was very obedient, and after cooking the meal, he always put the fire stick in the water to extinguish it, and cleaned the front of the stove, and poured some water into the stove. After many times, Chunmei was also relieved, and the matter of burning the fire was handed over to him.

However, this time the fire was burning, and it was difficult for Pengxiang, there was no dry food, and I couldn't roll noodles, so I had to learn to make noodles like my mother.

He put the noodles in a big iron fist, scooped up the water and stirred it with chopsticks, stirred for a long time, and it became a ball, he added water, and then filled the noodles when it was thin, and the dough became bigger and bigger, and he was afraid, as if he had caused some great disaster. If my father and mother knew, they might have been beaten.

Bai Xue didn't play with the little stone anymore, she stood on her brother's side, put her little hand in her mouth again, and watched silently.

Peng Xiang looked at the big iron fist, and then at his sister, "Throw it away?" Seeing that his sister nodded, he threw the noodles into the pit, covered them with soil, brushed the iron fist clean, put them back in place, covered the dough urn as it was, and told his sister not to say anything. He rummaged through the house again, and saw that there was half a bag of dried sweet potatoes in the wall, so he boiled half a pot of dried sweet potatoes.

When the brother who was collecting wheat for the team came back, he brought back a large handful of green wheat, and the three sisters would go to the house to rub the wheat and eat it.

At this time, it was dark. Thunder and lightning, Peng Cheng hurriedly closed the door, a thunder, the three sisters were so frightened that they hid in the corner of the kang, Peng Cheng was outside to protect the younger siblings, and scolded the mother for not coming back.

A gust of wind blew the sand into the house, and then a few big raindrops smashed on the glass and made a loud crack, and the sky was much brighter.

I heard the door ringing, the door of the house was pushed open, Chunmei flashed in, and the rain was also heavy, like sifting beans, accompanied by lightning for a while and slowly falling for a while.

Chunmei wiped her face with a towel and asked Pengxiang to close the window tightly, but the rain still flowed in along the cracks in the window, and Pengxiang hurriedly took the things on the windowsill. Chunmei sat on the edge of the kang, and slowly lifted the injured leg and put it on the kang, and the wrapped white sand cloth had oozed blood.

"Mother, what's wrong with your legs?" Peng Xiang hurriedly asked.

"I accidentally got a stab when I was pouring wheat," Chunmei said with a smile as she looked at her son.

"Does it hurt?" Bai Xue leaned on her mother's side and asked.

"It doesn't hurt, it's better for my daughter, I know that it hurts my mother," Chunmei said with a smile, and sat on the ground again to rub wheat and eat the eldest son, who poured her a bowl of boiling water to drink. Peng Cheng didn't seem to hear it, he still rubbed his wheat, and gave his mother a blank look.

Pengxiang hurriedly went down to the kang to pour water for his mother, Chunmei drank the water and scolded the eldest son with a smile, "Count your big, count you ignorant, it's not as good as your younger brothers and sisters, I'm hurt, and I don't know how to ask." ”

"Who let you be careless, and no one was hurt," Peng Cheng's small mouth was stuffed full, muttering a sentence, and smiling evilly at his mother.

Outside the house, there was thunder and lightning, and the rain was heavier, as if it was pouring down. The room flickered and darkened, and the kerosene lamp went out several times.

Suddenly, a blinding flash of lightning burst through the sky, followed by a thunderbolt, as if the sky had collapsed, shaking the house. The three sisters were so frightened that they hid by their mother's side, and Chunmei was also afraid, so she led the three children with a limp and hid in the back room.

After the door rang, Wang Sen pushed the door in, brought in a room of water, and hurriedly closed the door tightly.

He was soaking wet, like a chicken in soup, the rain was running down his emaciated face, his eyes were red from the rain, and his black hair stood on end like black needles.

He looked into the back room as he took off his homespun coat and wrung water into the swill bucket beside him. "What are you doing?"

He asked with a smile as he wiped his face with a hand-woven towel.

"I'm hiding from a mine, a thunder just now shook the house," Chunmei said with a smile as she brought her three children out.

"How's your leg? Awesome, isn't it? ”

"It doesn't matter, change your clothes quickly," Chunmei said, turning out his clothes and pants and wiping the rain from his spine.

Bai Xue called Dad sweetly. Wang Sen responded, happily picked up his daughter and kissed her little face. It was so itchy that Bai Xue smiled.

But the two brothers hid aside, they were afraid of their father since they were children, and seeing their father was like a cat seeing a mouse.

Wang Sen changed his clothes, and Chunmei said to him, "The fire is burned by Xiang'er, there is no dry food, he boiled a pot of dried sweet potatoes, make do with it, and I'll go to steamed steamed buns to eat later." ”

Wang Sen glanced at his second son, smiled and said, "The team is in charge of the meal, I'm leaving," and as he spoke, he put on his hat and went out.

Camp Prince