After the driver finished dusting Liu Fang, and when he saw his chapped and bloodshot lips, he opened the water he had filled in a canned bottle and fed it to Liu Fang, who was leaning on the wheel guard. Yang Liufang drank half a bottle in small sips, Liu Fang leaned on it weakly, and finally could speak: "Uncle, I, I went to Xizhou to buy goods, I really can't walk..."

"Oh, where did you come from?"

"I, I don't understand..."Although Liu Fang drank the water, his stomach was empty, and he still had no energy.

"Get in the car and go! Can you sit here? The master said as he patted the tractor's rear wheel guard.

"Okay, thank you, uncle..." Liu Fang tried to climb on the axle, but he didn't climb up, and he sat on it with the help of the master. Waiting for Liu Fang to sit firmly, the master took out the rocker from under the seat, shook violently, and the tractor started "suddenly...", the master put away the rocker, and after getting into the car, the tractor started, Liu Fang did not sit firmly and almost fell down.

"Grasp the old (up)!" While driving the tractor, the master said sternly to Liu Fang. Liu Fang grabbed the iron frame on the back of the driver's seat and sat on the wheel frame with his legs together. The undulating loess road was bumpy and painful, but he didn't dare to relax at all.

It wasn't until the sun was slanting west that he arrived at the Yantan bus station, and Liu Fang begged the master to stop the bus and take the bus back to the city by himself. Due to sitting for a long time, Liu Fang got off the bus, it was a stumbling, and when he fell, his shoulder hit the stone pillar supporting the bus stop sign, so he didn't fall completely, and the heart-rending pain hurt Yang Liu Fang's "Ah!" "Yes. The driver, who hadn't released the brakes yet, asked loudly: "Let's step on the wooden knock day!" (Northwest dialect: It's not broken, right))"

"No... No, uncle, thank you! Yang Liufang endured the pain and thanked the kind master. The master saw that there was no problem, so he released the brake and "suddenly" kicked the dust away. Dusty and unkempt, Yang Liufang staggered to the vegetable patch where he had bought tomatoes last time, and he decided to buy some tomatoes and melons to fill his stomach first.

Yang Liufang walked to the ground in pain and shouted with all his might: "Uncle, uncle!" ”

"Huh!" Sure enough, the vegetable farmer uncle was still busy, poking his head out of an eggplant field.

"It's me, uncle!" Liu Fang shook his hand.

"Whew~~yell, you're beating up the gaspy? (What do you do to go?) Liu Fang understood this sentence.

"Uncle, I'll go back to Xizhou to buy goods." Liu Fang replied as he walked towards the eggplant where the uncle was.

Passing by the tomato area, Liu Fang didn't care about asking for the uncle's consent, so he picked a big bright red tomato and picked one of them, swallowed them in a big gulp, and accidentally bit his finger, Liu Fang grinned in pain, and a big tomato had already fallen before he took two steps. I picked another one and walked forward while eating.

The uncle stood up and saw Liu Fang's embarrassed appearance, "Oh, it's very begging for food (Xizhou dialect: very much like asking for food)." ”

The willow square tomatoes are stuffed in the mouth, and the juice is flowing due to the bite being too large. Uncle didn't understand what he said, so he said to himself: "Uncle, I bought tomatoes and I've been hungry for a day." ”

"Oh, Gazizi (you boy!) ）。 As he spoke, Liu Fang had another tomato in his belly, anyway, he couldn't understand the uncle's Xizhou dialect, so he bypassed the eggplant field, found the place where he picked melons last time, picked a big one, lifted the hem of his dirty vest, wiped off the soil, put it on his knee and opened it with a punch, and chewed it in a big mouth. The vegetable farmer uncle didn't pay attention to him either, and was busy with himself. It is estimated that he thought: Anyway, a person can't eat much if he breaks his belly, and the thin Yang Liufang can't run away if he doesn't give money.

After eating a big melon, Yang Liufang finally felt full, and sat on the ground with a burp, watching the vegetable farmer uncle busy. It was getting dark, and there was a cry from the ground: "Big, eat, big, eat...", and the child called "Gava" who translated for them last time came. The uncle stood up tiredly from the eggplant field, clapped his hands, turned his head to Liu Fang, who was sitting on the ground, and said, "Go!" ”。

Liu Fang was also eager to walk over and ask the child to be a translator and express his meaning. After a while, I followed the vegetable farmer uncle to the field. The child called "Gava" immediately recognized him: "You are the one who sells needlework!" ”

"Well, little brother, please tell your dad that I want to buy some tomatoes to eat." Liu Fang said as he took out a note mixed with the smell of urine and sweat from the inner pocket of his shorts, and found a two-corner note and handed it over.

"You smell so bad!" The child's words are unscrupulous, blurted out. Indeed, in such a summer, Yang Liufang, who had not bathed for a week, was stinking all over, as if he had fallen into a dung pit.

"Don't Hoover!" Uncle Vegetable Farmer, took the money, glared at the little boy and said sternly. The little boy stopped talking.

"Oh, let's give him this!" The uncle continued to say to the child.

"Oh, big, he ate this, what are you eating?"

"Come home with you!"

"Here, I'm telling you to eat this." The little boy obediently handed over a rice bag wrapped in a white towel, Yang Liufang hurriedly took out a dime from his own money and handed it over, wanting to use it as food money, but the vegetable farmer uncle said that he didn't want anything, saying that the two corners just now were enough.

Liu Fang took the rice bag, it was hot. "Thank you, brother!" A smell of vegetables came out, Liu Fang's nose was a little sour, his eyes were red, and he almost cried.

"You can't go into the city, so you can rest here tonight! I will go home and get you some pancreas (soap), take a good bath, and do my laundry. ”

"Wow..."Yang Liufang couldn't stop his tears anymore and cried loudly. The cry contains the little brother who met the vegetable farmer uncle, the strange driver, and the stone village chief, so that he could eat a hot meal...... The gratitude of all these well-wishers, and the helplessness, grievances, and pain of these days away from home...

Seeing Yang Liufang, who was holding a rice bag and suddenly crying bitterly, the little boy was startled and at a loss. Uncle Vegetable Farmer stepped forward to hold Yang Liufang's shoulder with one hand, and wiped his tears for Yang Liufang with the other hand, although Uncle Vegetable Farmer's hand was rough, but it had the warmth of a father.

Hearing the cry, the vegetable farmers in the surrounding vegetable fields also rushed over, they watched, and discussed in the local dialect of Xizhou, Liu Fang quickly stopped crying, but the sobbing could not be suppressed. Most of everyone's Xizhou dialect Liu Fang couldn't understand it, so they simply didn't listen to it, but just muttered to thank the vegetable farmer uncle and the little boy again. The vegetable farmer walked into the shack used to rest next to him, lifted the curtain made of gauze, lit a kerosene lamp, and the faint light came through. The uncle beckoned Yang Liufang to come in, and explained that he must put down the screen when entering and exiting, and joked: "If the curtain is not closed well, the mosquitoes here can eat you at night." Liu Fang burst into tears and laughed.