Night Reading ｜ Unforgettable Old Old Cow

Unforgettable my old scalpel text/Liu Guixue mentioned the old ox of my family. My thoughts were like turbulent tide. Although forty years have passed, the old ox of my family is still lingering in my mind. In the 1980s, the spring breeze of reform and opening up came to the village. Our production team was divided into villagers' groups, and later implemented packaging. That year, my family got a scalper. The cow was an old cow, with light yellow hair, large head, and strong four leg muscles. At first glance, I knew that I was very willing to work hard. The old scalpel is gentle. When I feed it, it always looks at me with both eyes, habitually stretching out my tongue and licking my hand. The arrival of the old scalper made the atmosphere of the family active at once. Cutting grass, grass, fed cattle, cow dung, and cow cow became part of our family life. As soon as my father was free, he used a small wooden stick to tickle the old ox. As soon as I got home, I helped the old ox to beat the flies on it. Old oxen is particularly hard -working, working hard to work hard, plow, rake the ground, pull the car, and crushes the field ... I can't help it. In the busy season of "Three Summer" and "Three Autumn", his father rushed to pull the crops back from the ground to the scene, and he had to put a car from a car to the ground from the home. The old oxen did his own work, and he had to do the work of his neighbor's house. Every day I come back at noon, we all add a feed to the old ox, for fear that it will not support it. At that time, the house was not enough to live, and my father and I slept in that cow house at night. Sometimes, I woke up from my sleep and saw my father still feed the cow. In winter, when the old scalpel produced a calf, his father gave birth to a pile of fire in the cattle house. When the calf was born, he was lying on the ground wet. Old scalpel licked the fetal liquid on the calf with a sip of his tongue. His father supported the calf's chest and ass to support it. After a while, the calf would walk by himself. One year later, the calf grew up and could sell eight or nine hundred yuan, which was a expensive income at the time. Within a few years, my family picked up adobe thatched houses and covered the brick house. My father treats the old ox like his family. As soon as the summer and autumn were two seasons, after the father came home at noon every day, he drank a scoop from the water tank. He hurriedly carried the grass basket and took the sickle to the ground to cut the grass. After the father cut back the grass, several of our brothers and sisters scrambled to help the father's grass and feed the cattle. Sanfu Tian, ​​the sun is like a fire. In order not to do the farm work, and to cut more fresh grass, his father walked a few miles to the outer village to cut the grass, and he could cut a basket for more than half an hour. Every time his father's head was scorching, his back was bare back, and when he returned home with a straw basket, his pants on his body seemed to be removed from the water. Whenever I helped my father unload the straw basket from his back, and saw the red groove marks and the purple -red seal of the rope from the sickle on the shoulder of my father, I shed tears in distress. My father knew the difficulty of literacy. When I was young, he often said to me, "You have to read and literate, don't be a" blind eye "like me. You must be a learned ones like your grandpa and your third grandfather. People. "Grandpa died early, and I never saw Grandpa. I remember that one year of the Spring Festival, a pair of Spring Festival couplets were posted on the door of the San Ye family: If you want to high the gate, you must be good, and you must read the good grandson. Horizontal batch: Farming and reading. Later, I learned a lot of custom etiquette from San Ye. My father said, you see who is in our village, and in front of the production team, he was still studying at home and reading newspapers. Later, people were admitted to Southwest University of Political Science and Law, and went abroad to study abroad. I remember that in the fall of that year, I graduated from junior high school. I did not admit to the county's key high school, and I could only go to ordinary high school. I am very discouraged and say nothing to go to school anymore. One day, I carried a hoe and followed my father to the radish land. My father advised me to go to school to report, I just didn't listen. In the ground, my father scolded me with his head. My father's words inspired me. I took my hoe and went home to ride a bicycle to report to report. Later, I was admitted to college. After joining the work, I worked hard like my father, worked hard and resentful, and worked overtime on holidays. I have been rated as outstanding civil servants many times. My son also loves work. He works in a well -known media in Beijing and has won the dedication of the unit many times. Many years later, the old ox was gone, and my father left, but the spirit of hard work and hard work on his father and old oxen always inspired me not to forget my original intention and move forward. (Author Unit: Political and Legal Committee of the Xing County Party Committee of the Communist Party of China)

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