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The October [-]st holiday is the busiest time in the countryside. They don't touch the ground when they are busy, and they can't wait to eat only one meal a day. But it is also the happiest time for them. The land where the Qin family lives is the most The three crops they usually grow are wheat, corn, and soybeans, which are also the bulk of their annual income. Now only three or four months have passed since the wheat was just harvested, and the second harvest season is ushering in.

When Grandpa Qin was playing chess with his old brother, he always said that this year's harvest was good, and the corn was almost a thousand catties per acre. He was so happy that he smiled, and privately said that he would change the black and white TV at home after the autumn harvest was over. Come back with a big color TV.When you meet people, you will praise each other about their own corn. Fortunately, everyone’s harvest is good. Therefore, you can see that there are groups of people in the shade at the head of the village, at the end of the village, and in the field, approaching , you can hear something like "Old Zheng, you have good corn, and you have a lot of harvest."

"Old Yao, your beans are also good..."

I am happy to be happy, but I have to rush to harvest. Some people who know the weather said that it will rain in two days. Every year during the harvest season, there seems to be a law, that is, it must rain.

Whenever the farmer harvested the crops, he was happy and nervous, but at the same time he was a little anxious, fearing that if he didn't harvest in time, the crops in the field would suffer, and half a year's hope would be lost.

The Qin family has a piece of land in a place called "Xiawazi". Because of the low-lying terrain, it was given such a name.There will be a section of road on the way: very steep, narrow, and very difficult to walk.

On this day, it caught up with the cloudy day mentioned a few days ago, and everyone panicked. Those who had finished breaking the corn and shipped it home could rest at home.

On the last day of the National Day, Qin Mancang got up early in the morning and saw that there were heavy clouds in the sky. He didn't even bother to eat, so he took a shovel and drove his broken three-wheeler to Xiakuzi.This is the last confiscated cornfield of their family, and there is only one acre of land left.

The corn has to be cut off the corn stalks first, and then the corn is peeled, or the body will itch for a while, and the speed will be slow.

By the time the others had eaten and went to the field, Qin Mancang had already cut off one-third of the crop. He was agile and quick at work.

The breakfast that Ji Qingluo brought over was hearty, with a large plate of stewed beef. In fact, they seldom eat beef, and the price is expensive, and it is troublesome to prepare.

When Qin Mancang saw this plate of beef, he grinned: "My wife still loves me." But he was in a hurry to work, so he didn't move.

Seeing that the plate of beef was put into the food box again, Ji Qingluo asked him, "Why don't you eat it?"

"It's too cloudy, finish the work in the field, and eat when you go home."

Ji Qingluo wanted to say a few more words, but he didn't speak when he looked up at the dark sky.

The raindrops fell around five o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, it was still falling sparsely, and the feeling was not obvious. The corn in the field was almost peeled off, and only the last bit was left. The old man and Qin Zao went home to collect things , so as not to take care of the corn at home in the field and lose it instead.

Qin Mancang got up and moved his body, looking at the piles of golden corn cobs all over the ground, even if the raindrops fell, he was very happy: "Parents, daughter-in-law, Jiu Er, don't peel them by hand, the rest Leave it to me, you put the corn in the bag, and I will carry it to the car later and we can go home."

A few people heard the words and rushed to pack corn cobs. After a while, the raindrops became heavier and denser. Qin Jiu was driven home. The rest of the people were busy packing corn, but forgot to consider the slippery road in rainy days. , The road on the way home from Xiawazi is a dirt road, and it is still uphill. The road surface is about two meters, and there are still deep ditches dug on both sides of the road. How should we go then?

Before it got dark, Qin Mancang drove home with three wheels full of corn cobs, and the rest could be transported when he came over again.

Fortunately, this time it was transported back to the shed under the dam in an unsteady manner. On the way back, Qin Mancang found that the brakes were a little loose and didn't work well. He secretly calculated that he would change the brakes when the weather cleared.But he didn't expect how long it would be before his next drive.

The corncobs loaded in the second cart were even more full, but it was not finished. In addition, another layer of wooden boards was reinforced around it to barely fit it.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops became dense, like lines, so fast that people couldn't see clearly, and the sky turned dark.

The clothes of the few people were already soaked, and they drove behind the car carefully, watching the car walk carefully on the muddy road. It's a comfortable thing, but it's a disaster when it's rainy.

Not long after it rained, only one layer of the ground was wet, so the road surface was very slippery, as if a layer of oil had been splashed on the road surface. A heavy-duty car still skids on flat ground. Qin Mancang drives this broken three-wheeler. When encountering a skid, a few people behind will push it, and the car will move forward.

Seeing that the uphill was going up ahead, Qin Mancang shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator, shook off the rain on his face, opened his eyes and looked at the road, thinking that the slope was not too big, so he should be able to rush over, and the car was driving in the first half The ride went very smoothly, but he couldn’t get on halfway, the road was too slippery, and the car always backed up. As soon as he backed up, he would put it in gear, and the people behind would push hard together, and there was no way to borrow it when pushing. Force, this is an uphill, the road is too slippery, Ji Qingluo told the two old people to slow down, she just need to push harder, the mud under her feet was washed away by the rain, and she couldn't step on it, Ji Qingluo "thumped" "I fell to the ground with a bang, and it took me a long time to get up. Fortunately, the car moved.

Just like this, he walked forward little by little, turned off the engine halfway, Qin Mancang didn't panic, and wanted to coast slowly at the previous speed, and then hit the brakes when he couldn't, but he forgot whether it was raining or going uphill, The road surface was wet and slippery, the car would not go forward but reversed, and the brakes were useless. The entire wheel rubbed against the ground and went down.

Several times of control failed to work, Qin Mancang thought about the people behind the car, and slammed the steering wheel, the wheels turned to the right, and the whole car body went out obliquely under the force.

The few people in the back didn't know what was going on, so they watched the car roll over into the ditch in slow motion, how the corn cobs were thrown out, the reinforced wooden board was thrown out, and the car could clearly see how the car rolled over a few times .

Ji Qingluo reacted the fastest, ran forward with his legs up, got up again when he fell, the food box fell to the ground, and the lid was lifted to one side, and the uneaten plate of beef suffered a disaster and fell to the ground , was quickly washed by the sewage, and the original delicious appearance could not be seen, and no one would notice.

It didn’t matter if the shoes fell off, and it was too late, the car had already rolled over, she rushed to the place and slid down the slope on the side of the road, looking at the corn all over the ground, the overturned car, her eyes went around and there was nothing wrong. Seeing the figure, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, walked to the front of the car and began to pull the corn out.

The old couple behind caught up, and Grandma Qin also slid down the slope. Grandpa Qin shouted tremblingly, "I'm going to find someone."

After shouting, he staggered up the slope, leaving shallow footprints on the ground he walked on. Presumably, he tried his best to stabilize his body and climb up, so that they stayed.

Digging under the two people covered in mud, Ji Qingluo didn't know how long she searched for, maybe it was only 10 minutes, maybe half an hour, or even longer. Seeing Qin Mancang being suppressed under the car, the tears fell one by one.

The whole leg was pressed under the car, the night was heavy, and it was hard to see how the injury was. Qin Mancang had already passed out. Grandma Qin and Ji Qingluo yelled a few times, but no one responded. The car was lifted up, but it didn't work after trying many times, and I was afraid that it would fall back halfway and hit Qin Mancang again.

The most frightening thing is often when you face these things, you realize how small you are, and you can't do anything. When you see your relatives lying beside you, you can only look up at the road ahead, whether the rescuers have come or not.

When she saw the lights appearing on the road of Xiawazi, Ji Qingluo's straight back suddenly relaxed. No matter how much she hated this road, the light that could bring hope also came from this road. .

For a while, lights, human voices, and rain intertwined, and it took a long time to calm down. This is destined to be a restless night.

The author has something to say:

The tricycle in the article is the kind that burns diesel, and it seems that there are also called three-horse carts