Suona sound deep in the mountains

The next morning, when I went home, my father was very happy to see me back.I showed Shi Hanhua to him.My father said with emotion: "It is said that this prescription was obtained by my father-in-law, but it has never been with our family. I saw this stone cold flower when I was a teenager. It was picked by the third grandfather and dried at home. We met. It was not easy for your Uncle Fu to pass it on to you today. It can be seen that the friendship between the two of you is true...Then what is the lake and sea like?..." I took all the things that day I told him all the experiences and experiences, and my father had tears in his eyes, and said: "Thanks to your uncle Fu. He is only a few years younger than me, and he went through that hardship for me..." Father was originally a The tough guy, bedridden for many years, has actually softened the heart of the tough guy, and turned into a mother-in-law who is prone to tears like a woman. "Do you know why he went through that hardship for you?" I asked my father with a smile.Father said, "I know, it's for you..."

After two days, I saw that nothing happened at home.The seedlings in the field have only been planted for a few days, and there is no rush to kill insects and fertilize. As long as there is water in the field, it is enough to go to the field to inspect the field every two days.The vegetables in the vegetable garden are not taken care of every day.There are not many busy days in the farm family, and most of the days are leisurely.At that time, there were not many ways to earn money in the countryside in spare time.Ordinary people's lives are not rich, everyone lives tightly, and the government's burden is not heavy at that time, but it is just a unified purchase of grain, and the task of grain and grain for farmers in mountainous areas is not heavy, just a symbolic payment.The heavy burden of the end of the century that weighed on the farmers like a mountain was only in its infancy.So even though the peasants were poor at that time, they were happy like gods.Especially like my family, where the family cultivates the fields, and there is a money grabber outside who sends money back continuously, so there is no pressure to survive at all.There was no work arranged in the village for those few days, so I had plenty of time to see Uncle Fu.Every time Uncle Fu and I meet, we feel like we are newlyweds, our hearts are filled with joy.Among the medicines I gave my father, only Shi Hanhua was picked, and the rest were not picked.Uncle Fu said to take me to pick them.For him, he knows exactly where every medicine grows.He only took me around on Baima Mountain, and found them all.

I chopped up all the medicines with a hatchet, dried them in the sun, divided them up one by one, and began to boil them for my father.After eating two pairs, the blood in the sputum stopped.Slowly, the bright red that always appeared on my father's face every afternoon faded away.It's just that the cough hasn't stopped.It takes a long time of conditioning.

The time sequence has come to the end of May and the beginning of June. The seedlings in the field have been planted for more than a month, and the field is full of lush greenery.There is also a thick verdure everywhere in the village and outside the village.This year has continued the weather of last winter, with sunny days and few rainy days, and the weather is extremely hot.Although the temperature in the depths of the mountain is a bit cooler than outside the mountain, it is still extremely hot during the day, and it is only cooler at night.Father lies in bed every day, in this season, it is most likely to rot the skin and give birth to bed sores.So I have to bathe him every night, and every three to five days, I have to soak him back in the medicated bath.I am a true materialist, never believe in ghosts and gods, life and death reincarnation karma.But I also faintly feel that a person's life seems to have been arranged in the dark.When I was young, my father bathed me until I was fourteen or fifteen years old, although it was out of a kind of sour fatherly love.But I didn't expect that I would really have to return it to my father bit by bit.At the beginning, I also had a little bit of ambiguity towards my father. When my father's delicate and smooth mature carcass was presented in front of my eyes, especially my father's virgin-like stunner, for me, who loved the old from the bottom of my heart, For human beings, it is a fatal temptation. It has made me imagine countless times, with the intention of indecent assault.It was the establishment and stability of my relationship with Uncle Fu that made me resist this temptation and return to a normal father-son relationship.

The hot summer passed in a blink of an eye, and my father's cough stopped bit by bit.No more afternoon fevers.Uncle Fu said that in a few months, he would be given root-cutting medicine.

The rice in the fields is also ripe, and the terraced fields on the hillside are golden in color.This is a bumper harvest year, and the grain ears of Hetou are heavy.Farmhouses outside the mountains have achieved semi-mechanization in harvesting rice. A diesel engine is installed on the wooden threshing machine as power, and there is no need to step on the threshing machine, which saves a lot of effort and speeds up.During the harvest season of this year, I also went to the agricultural machinery store in the town to buy a diesel engine and a brand new wooden threshing machine, and then assembled it into a power threshing machine at the store selling diesel engines.Because I think that this year, I must fight with Uncle Fu's family, and I will try my best to reduce the labor intensity of the two.It took a total of more than 4000 yuan to buy it.I didn't discuss it with Kuhua beforehand.When everything was done, I wrote a letter to tell her.She quickly wrote back to agree.

When Uncle Fu and I were harvesting millet, we were much more relaxed.In the past when we were harvesting millet, a strong laborer could only bring home one load of millet a day, and he was exhausted to death.Now I am still not very tired after carrying two loads a day.For a while, many people in the village followed suit and converted the original foot-operated threshing machine into a power threshing machine.During the nearly one month of autumn harvest, the sound of "rumbling" diesel engines can be heard everywhere on the hillside.

After the rice is harvested, dried and put into the warehouse, and the grain and grass are taken back home, the year's farming work is over.I also have a lot of time to herd cattle, chat and flirt with Uncle Fu every day.But this kind of life didn’t last long, and the village committee passed a decision—the three villages on the road from the town to our village jointly repaired a tens of miles long mechanical farming road.At that time, the government had no funds to support road construction in rural areas, so all expenses had to be raised by ourselves.Each person in our village gets two hundred yuan per head, and also gets a month's labor on the construction site.The villagers were very enthusiastic, and the funds were raised quickly. Only a very small number of needy households failed to make clear.My position determines that I am responsible for the accounts and record work.Uncle Fu is also one of the poor households.Seeing that others have paid the money, he is a person who does not want to lose his tongue and be looked down upon by others, so he is very anxious.Because I'm busy, it's hard to see him once.Sometimes when I saw him, he said very little, and his expression was very lonely.I understood what he was thinking, so I advanced all his money.When I told him this and told him not to worry, he said with emotion: "Shuishan, you help me with everything, what can I give you in return?" I said with a half-smile, "You and I are husband and wife now." , what is there to repay or not to repay, as long as you treat me well at night..." Uncle Fu said angrily: "You, you don't have a serious word in front of me. You don't treat me like an uncle at all..."