Inside the animal, what I fear most is the snake!
Not long ago, I saw a picture of “a large snake in the countryside and swallowed a live cow”, which reminded me of the difficult time of the educated youth going to the countryside.
That period of time is unforgettable.
In that year, in May, the city was separated from the city and the village was double-robbed (grabbing and robbing). The captain’s nephew was assigned to the household.
Like the foreigners who are 17 to 18 years old in our city, the Westerners (rural people) will not do anything, and the contractor will not want me. Because of the reward for work, a field of more than a personal head will share the work points.
I can't cut the millet, the captain had to arrange for me to hug the valley, and I also knew it. The hugs of the valley are really people, and the essence is harder to feel than the valley.
Once I picked up the millet, I suddenly saw a one-foot-long earthy snake disk under the rice, scared me to fly on the field, and slammed my nose and face, as if the snake opened his mouth and slid behind him. I.
Afterwards, the peasant said to me: "Xiu Xiu, you are lucky, do you know? It is the most poisonous bandit snake, but fortunately I didn't bite you." I was shocked and shocked.
I dare not hug the valley again, ask the captain to cut the valley. The captain looked at me slim, cut it with a sand shovel (armless), and gave me a cut like a moon.
In the midsummer countryside, it is stuffy and hot, and there are many mosquitoes. I wiped the mosquito-repellent all over the body, and the mosquito still liked me. I yelled in my ear and it was difficult to fall asleep.
It was really sleepy, and I fell asleep. I was suddenly awakened by the captain’s whistle and screaming: "Everyone is going to harvest! I will release water tomorrow, and I will kneel down!"
I am unclear, I feel that I have not fully woken up. It is like a drunkard. How can I not listen to my feet? I step on the ground and take a light foot. Follow the peasants and listen to the team leader.
In the midsummer moonlight, only the peasants cut the valley, the frogs screamed and screamed, and the cut new valleys burst into fragrance. My sleepiness dissipated and I woke up completely. I gave it to a valley, I had to speed up the cut, and I went back to sleep early.
The burrs are sharp. I grabbed the valley in my left hand and took the cockroach in my right hand. Suddenly, I used force, the sickle was out of alignment, and I cut it on my left little finger, and suddenly I got painful and bloody. Is the finger cut?
"Come on! The show is cut off." The aunt next to her called, it was so loud that it penetrated the silent night sky.
A big man backed me, an aunt followed, and ran to the village to smear the burnt straw ash and matchbox, and the blood finally stopped.
So far, the little finger has left an immortal scar. Under the sun, the scar of the little finger is different and brighter around the skin.
Unforgettable!
When the peasants are hungry,
Send me a bowl of hot white rice porridge
And the "smelly" pickles that are hot and sunk.
Unforgettable!
In rural areas,
Hard years facing the loess
Sharpened me.
Unforgettable!
The simple, kind, and hard-working, peasant,
They love me and support me.
And helped me round the dream of learning.
Unforgettable!
This land of endless life,
Raising me made me.
Author: Li Chunxiu Image: Network