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Chapter 27 The Wheat Field and the River

Because all the farmland on the east bank of the river has been occupied, Song Yu's family only has four acres of land on the west bank of the river near the village.

Stopping the car at the edge of the field, Song's father walked to his field.Song Yu followed closely behind.

The field was planted with wheat, and the weeds on the ground did not reach her ankles. Stepping on the green grass, Song Yu looked at the wheat in her own home.

The wheat field is divided into pieces by the field ridges, and the wheat sown by the seeder grows row by row on the block of land.

When the breeze blows, the green wheat drags its already heavy ears and shakes one after another.

Dad picked one at random, picked off the ears of wheat, rubbed them in his hands, blew off the green husks covering the wheat grains, picked out a few wheat grains that had been removed, and handed them to Song Yu to taste.

Song Yu reached out to take it, picked one up and put it in his mouth, bit it lightly with his teeth and it opened, and the starch with high water content wrapped inside poured into his mouth, sweet and fresh.

When I was a child, my father brought Song Yu to the wheat field during this season, and then peeled the fresh and tender wheat grains for Song Yu to eat.

It may be that Song's father felt that he was young, so he peeled the wheat grains and handed them to Song Yu.

Song Yu glanced at the wheat grains that his father had just shucked manually in his hand, and raised his eyes to see his father staring at the wheat field in a daze.

Song Yu's eyes were a little moist, and he opened his mouth to eat all the wheat grains into his mouth.

"Boss, I think, if I recover from my illness, I will plant all the fruit trees on the four acres of land, surround them and raise chickens under the trees, and move the chickens back home in winter." Father Song looked at the rolling wheat field. Said, as if talking to himself.

In the village, some households grow apples, some grow apricot trees, and some grow peach trees but are demolished by factories.But most people have one season of corn, one season of winter wheat, and two crops a year.

"Yes, it will be fine." Song Yu looked at Papa Song, and said with certainty: "You see, our house is so close to the country road and the national road, so there must be no problem with transportation, and it's only a dozen or so cars away from the city of DZ. Minutes, sales are not a problem. Dad, I support you."

Father Song came back to his senses, turned his head and smiled helplessly at his son: "It's not that easy, it's good that this disease can make me live a few more years. It's just that your mother and your brother have suffered."

"Dad, it will! Believe me, it will get better!" Song Yu said a little sensationally.

Realizing that he was a little emotional, the two of them were going to go to the wheat field to have a look.

"It's time to water the field. Water it for the last time. It won't be a month before it's time to harvest." Papa Song said, touching the dry soil in the field.

"I'll do the watering this time. Every time, your mother waters the ground. I feel like my strength has returned." Papa Song said.

Song Yu just smiled and said nothing, and sniffed the wheat stalks with the fragrance of green grass.

At the beginning, Rhubarb was standing obediently on the weeds at the head of the field. When he saw that the two masters had entered the wheat field, he also barked and rushed in.

The wheat with its heavy ears supported by the thin stalks is not going to stand up to a dog running around in it.

Seeing this, Papa Song hurriedly shouted, "Da Huang, go out and wait!"

Rhubarb stopped when he heard the master say it.

But after waiting for a few seconds, nothing else happened, and it continued to shuttle freely in the wheat field that was much higher than it.I don't know how many stalks of wheat were bent.

【Xiaoye, let Dahuang go to the ground to play. 】Song Yu said to Xiaoye.

Xiaoye didn't know what to say to Da Huang. Da Huang stopped, raised the dog's head to look hard at Song Yu, and then ran along the field ridge to the edge of the field and squatted down.

Honestly and obediently, as if it wasn't the one who just bent the straw.

Papa Song yelled a few times, but Rhubarb didn't understand what it meant.But he suddenly saw Rhubarb obediently returning to the edge of the field along the ridge where no wheat was planted, and sitting obediently, he was a little surprised.

Seeing Da Huang trying to look at Song Yu, and Song Yu was looking at Da Huang just now, Da Huang went out obediently.Papa Song suddenly felt that his eldest son was a little unusual.

If there is anything unusual about my son, I'm afraid it's not because he watches too many TV dramas, it should be just a coincidence.Papa Song shook his head and thought.

Moreover, even if the son is really abnormal, it is his own son.

"Let's go, son. I'll take you to the small river where you caught fish when you were young." Papa Song suggested.

"okay"

Seeing that both of them were walking towards it, Rhubarb stood up wagging his tail.

Papa Song was happy, and he was so happy to see Da Huang, so he couldn't help but played the old game with Da Huang.

Papa Song ran in front, and Rhubarb chased behind him barkingly. Papa Song stopped abruptly, and as soon as he turned his head, Rhubarb jumped on Papa Song.

Song Yu looked at her father who seemed to be ten years younger, and felt very happy in her heart.

I swear secretly that no matter how much I do for this family, it is worth it. I only hope to keep the smiling faces of my parents more.

"Haha, son, look! I ran for a few steps, but I couldn't even catch my breath. I feel like I've recovered from my illness." Papa Song shouted happily.

"I just said it will be fine!" Song Yu shouted.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Papa Song quickly walked back to the electric car in three steps and two steps. Of course, Rhubarb, who hadn't played enough, followed behind.

Song Yu followed quickly and got into the car.Papa Song worked hard all the way to bring them to the small river.

It's already 09:30, and the sun is starting to shine.Papa Song parked the electric car under the shade of poplar trees by the river.

This river is the small river that divides the land of Luohou Village into two parts. On the east bank of the river is the factory, and on the west bank is the unoccupied farmland of Luohou Village.

Xiaohe has been around since Song Yu can remember, and his age is unknown.It may be the river channel dug to control the salinization of the nearby soil, or the water channel diverted from the Yellow River to irrigate the farmland.

Poplar trees are planted on both sides of the river, and there are poplar forests in some places along the banks. When Song Yu was a child, he used to look for 'cicada monkeys' in the woods, which are silkworm chrysalis that come out at night in summer.

Various wild flowers grow along the river bank, such as dandelions, small white daisies, purslane and so on.There are also places that are shaded by small shrubs.

Rhubarb has long been eager to explore, smelling here, sniffing there, and running around along the river bank.

In fact, the environment in the village has always been good. The soil used to be saline soil, but after continuous improvement, it has become fertile land.

Moreover, the small river here leads directly to a large river to the north, which is connected to a certain section of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal not far away, so the water in the river is running water, and there are poplar and fruit forests around, so there are some pheasants in the village , hares, water birds, wild pigeons, and even weasels and other wild animals.

Song Yu has seen flying pheasants by this small river more than once.

Song Yu got out of the car and looked at the water in the river, it was a little black, although there was not much stench and dead fish.

But this is different from the clear river where I caught fish, caught loach, and swam when I was a child. The water quality is much worse than that of a year ago.

Song's father said that it was caused by the domestic sewage from the surrounding factories and the residential buildings on Luocun Street. Some treated or untreated wastewater was discharged into the creek.

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