Jean Love

After all, it was still autumn, and it was unbearably hot at noon, and it was different in the afternoon. After five or six o'clock, the sun was westward, and a gust of wind blew, and you could still feel the comfort of silk on your face.Not wet, not dry, just right.

"Come on, let's see if we can pick up all of this. Tomorrow's fair day, ask your father to take it out and sell it." Mother said.There was a vigor in the speech.

"What's the price now? Don't you want to dry some dried chilies?" I asked

"The price is not bad during this period, close to three yuan a catty. I don't want to dry it, it's very troublesome. If the weather is bad...the neighbors also sell wet, so don't worry." The mother seemed to be in a good mood in the afternoon.

"How many have you picked in total these days?" I saw that I had only picked a little, and asked timidly.

"It's estimated to be more than 100 catties."

It only cost a few hundred yuan, and it took several months from planting to harvesting. When the fruits were harvested, it took several days to harvest each time.As a farmer, facing the loess and back to the sky, you work hard, but you get very little.

"In the past two years, it's not bad. People have planted a lot, and they can pick thousands of yuan once. It's cash. After a year, including selling some rice, they can have a net income of [-] to [-] yuan." The mother said to herself.

No wonder, for them, in the past, yellow smoke was grown, and from the beginning to the end of the year, when it was good, it could be sold for some money at a time.When the year is not good, or when the acceptance of the tobacco station is strict, the sky will be bright in the morning, have an early breakfast, and once the yellow smoke arrives in the town, you will watch for a long time, and when you get off work, you have to watch for another half day.Tobacco leaves are priced according to grades, and the inspectors rummaged through them randomly, giving a bad review, holding the list in their hands, and getting a pitifully small amount of money from the window.Back home, it was nightfall.The lights are on.

At that time, when my mother came back late from the market, I would carry a flashlight or light a pipe to the east end of the village to wait.

Not anymore, now there are cars, the kind of three-wheeled motorcycles that can seat six or seven people, or a dozen or so people, with a canvas on the top, and they run very bumpy and shake violently from side to side.One yuan per person per trip, and later increased to two yuan.Going back and forth, trying to leave early and return early, is convenient and very good.

I wonder if the narrow path leading to the town has been overgrown with weeds and no longer exists.Like the mountain roads we used to collect firewood when we were young, many of them have disappeared and are covered with thorns or trees.

"She agreed and said she would be back in a few days." After a long time, my mother said something rashly.He couldn't hide the happy smile on his face.

"Oh...!" I responded.

It's what I expected, and it's what I didn't expect.It was expected that she would not mind me, but it was unexpected that I didn't know she would agree so quickly. After all, this is a major event in life and cannot be too hasty.Especially for a girl, it should be a little reserved.

"Didn't she say anything?" I asked.

"No, on the phone, she was also worried about whether you had any opinion. I told her that you personally agreed. She was very happy and said that she would be back in a few days. "

"Actually, I knew before I called her that she must be fine, just on your side. As long as you agree, everything will be easy to handle. She is not like you, she has always been more obedient." Mother continued, wording A little complaining, the actual tone and description are just joking.

I didn't say anything more, I didn't know what to say.For me, this is a pit, a pit I dug for myself, and use this pit to bury myself alive, maybe for a few years, decades, or just for a lifetime.

However, since it has been decided, and it has been decided after careful consideration, I will not change my mind midway. The only way is to face it squarely and face it.

What's wrong is that I took a girl full of beautiful longings as my back.And she didn't know it at all.

As far as I was concerned at the time, including myself, I still had fantasies, fantasies that after getting married, relationships can be cultivated, after having children, personalities can be adjusted, and as time goes by, everything will change, just like assimilation in physics.

"When are you going to do it?" Mother asked.

"This year, as soon as possible." I said.

"What are you going to do? Is it grand or simple?" Mother asked again.

"Keep it simple, the simpler the better," I said.

"Then don't invite relatives and friends, simple, buy some vegetables, and have a meal with your closest family members in the village. This etiquette is always required. As for the specific date, I still have to ask someone to do the math." ..." The mother began to arrange.

It reminds me of a lot of red tape, which cannot be avoided or escaped.Just thinking about it gives me a headache.I said, "It's up to you to arrange these specific things. Anyway, in a word, the simpler the better."

Mother seems to be immersed in beautiful and fulfilling happiness. Yes, there are many things that need to be taken care of by her.She also seemed to have accepted a very meaningful task, she was very willing and never tired of it.

There are many things in our family, big and small, good and bad, and my mother takes care of them all by herself.

My father is the type who does more than succeed, at least, my mother thinks so.

As for grandma, she is the kind of person who can’t hide things. She likes to yell, point fingers, and comment on everything. My sister often laughs at her: "It’s good for the younger generation to worry about young people’s affairs. You don’t understand anything." It's useless to talk nonsense here, it's a waste of words, I haven't figured out my own family's affairs, but everyone in the street knows about it. You, at this age, it's best to eat and sleep Sleep. Don't worry about it, don't make trouble for the younger generation. This way they won't blame them, and they won't enjoy the blessings if they want to be free. Damn it...!"

Sometimes, my sister can't stand it, and she will reprimand her without mercy.Even if there are curse words in the words, grandma is just hee hee, hee hee, obediently.

This also belongs to one thing and one thing, she just obeys her sister.

My sister is actually not our sister, but the daughter adopted by my uncle since childhood, and the child bride-in-law of my elder brother. My natal family and my grandmother’s natal family are from the same village, and both have the surname Zhao.Her name is Zhao Xinlan. After I married my elder brother, I still called her sister. My elder brother pretended to be angry: "It's time to change my name, call me sister-in-law." In front of my elder sister.

"I can't change it, and I don't want to change it. I still think it's more kind to call my sister." I was also in front of my sister.

Uncle is not our real uncle, but descended from grandpa or great-grandpa's generation. In father's generation, we are called brothers. I heard from grandma that they are not even cousins.

These relationships are very complicated, and I half understand them, very hazy.But these relationships are very important. Breaking the bones and connecting the tendons, whether they are close or distant, can always be reflected at critical moments, very clear.

Uncle also gave birth to three sons, but two more daughters, plus Sister Xinlan, there are three boys and three girls.It's a complete blessing.The eldest sister married a teacher and raised a boy and a girl.The days passed smoothly and steadily.The second sister married a carpenter in the mountains, and later moved to the town, learned to do business, and started from scratch. In the past few years, life has been getting better every year, and the hard work has paid off well.The third is the eldest brother, who works at home and likes to mess with various machines, such as oil presses, tractors, and rice mills... all day long, his face is unkempt and covered in oil. Because of these hobbies, Sister Xinlan has always annoyed him. Sometimes the boss is unwilling, saying that he is slovenly and sloppy.Still nothing.Fast forward ten or twenty years.Nephews and nieces all have their own boyfriends and girlfriends.My sister would still nudge him a few words about these trivial matters, but he didn't mind at all, or he was used to it.The big truck I drive now is also learned by my elder brother without a teacher. People are capable.The fourth and fifth elder brothers went to Shenzhen to work very early to make money and start a family.During the holidays, children and daughters are taken care of, and the scenery is so beautiful that the neighbors are very envious and the uncles and aunts are very proud.

All in all, there are a lot of cousins, cousins ​​and sisters-in-law. I prefer to share my joys and sorrows with Sister Xinlan or new things I heard from the outside. The reason is that she will not blindly agree with her. She is relatively sensible and just. If she does something wrong, she should talk about it and scold her. She will not show mercy, and even ignore the gender and age of the other party. , However, she will not obviously despise so-and-so, the most valuable thing is that she will not turn around and go to another person, in a gesture of discovering a new world or fearing that the world will not be chaotic. ...

"Sister, I'm getting married." I didn't know whether to share or relieve pressure, I went to my sister's house after dinner that day and told her.

"Really? You're going to die. A few days ago, you said you didn't even have a girlfriend." My sister was so surprised that a mouthful of rice stayed in her mouth for two seconds.

She put down the bowls and chopsticks, turned around and went out, went into the back room, and came back with two beers in her hand.