Night Reading 丨 Village Sanfu Tian

Although the solar terms reached the beginning of the autumn, they were still in the middle of the Sanfu Sky, and they were still as hot as the heat. Therefore, like many people, I don't like San Futian.

I was born and grew up in the countryside, and I gradually knew that the crops in Sanfu Tian and the crops in the ground had inextricable connections.

I remember when I was a child, there were a lot of farmers. Every year, the peasants were still busy with collective labor. At that time, there was no herbicide, and weeds were fighting crazy with the crops. Tiantang was bright, and the production captain knocked on the ringtone of the work. My parents woke up with the sleep and sleeping. When you are late, you will be deducted.

Sometimes the farm work is tight, and the adults can't care about going home for dinner. Like other children, I put the good breakfast into the rice box to the field. The sun rises so high, the cicada on the ground tree has begun to make a noise. The tall green yarn account is so hot that the corn leaves are scratched on the sweaty arms or face, and it is spicy. Sting pain.

Watching my parents ate dinner, I complained that the annoying Sanfu Tian, ​​complaining that the production captain did not quickly accept the work. My father always stroked my head and said, "Child, you are still young, you don't understand the truth and hard work of the land. As the saying goes, there are no three volt -in heaven, the crops are not high, and the fruit is strong. When the heat waves are rushing to the strong fruit. If the weeds are not removed earlier, they will compete with the crops to get water and reduce the yield of the crops. "

Time hurried, more than forty years have passed. Now I live in the countryside and get used to walking in the morning.

On the day of the sky, the days of the wind, the morning in the countryside was still a little bit cold. Old farmers have also liked to get up early in recent years and breathe the fresh air emitted by the green yarn account. In the fields outside the village, there is a green ocean everywhere: the corn after the pollination of Yanghua is holding the green stick, grouting, standing peacefully like a young woman who is pregnant; The tender flowers attracted a bee and butterflies constantly flying around.

Turning into a country road, I just met a town neighbor Yao in her eighty -year -old neighbors and stood in my own peanut land. After saying hello to him, I stood there and talked with him. He said: "When I was young, I dare not think that I can live such a good life now. I no longer pay for public food and subsidies. From the cultivation to the harvest to the harvest, it has been mechanized." Weeding, the old man lamented: "The sin made our generation of elderly people suffer. At that time, when we were hungry, I took a bite of dry food. When I was thirsty, I drank a stream of cool water. Working. Today, the herbicide is not entered when it is not harvested. The crops are not better than in the past, and the output is higher. "

On the way home, I was caught up with the neighbor Zhang Dazhen and rushed back from the town on the town. After she got out of the car and greeted me, she started to talk: "This is not, this month's electricity bill pays again. More than four hundred, the computer, refrigerator, washing machine, and air conditioners are constantly driving. Can it consume not power? Now the young people in the village are like the city in the city, but I am afraid that it is hot. "

Yeah, today's villages, father and fellows are no longer worked hard in the scorching sun in Sanfu Tian, ​​as in the past, and the vast number of farmers finally ushered in a happy life!

Source: Excerpted from the Chutian Metropolis Daily August 10, 2022 A20 version of the nostalgia author Sun Baoming

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