People born after 70 will be 50 years old in an instant. Some people are over 50 years old.

Fifty people know the destiny. When people reach 50, they will see their own destiny clearly. Even if they work hard, the possibility of changing their fate is relatively small. Of course, we have not become decadent because of the growth of age.

Some people are still rushing to repay their loans for buying a house. Everything in the future still depends on yourself to change, no matter how hard it is, you must carry it yourself.

I don't know when we started to miss our childhood more and more.

People born after 70, mostly from rural areas, have special memories of rural life. Perhaps, since you were a teenager, you walked into the city and then settled in the city, but in your bones, you are still a farmer and often dream about farming life at night.

Take your family for a walk in the suburbs on weekends, or go to see the scenery. Take a deep breath, you can smell the fragrance of the soil, as if this is the taste of childhood. Our growing period can also be said to be "weeds growing in the soil". Rice fields in my hometown suddenly appeared in front of me, green seedlings, rice in Huang Chengcheng, burning sunshine and clear running water. ......

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At that time, we were still young, that is, less than ten years old, but we were already one of the laborers at home.

When I was in primary school, I came home from school every afternoon. The first thing I did was not to do my homework or eat, but to go to the rice field quickly.

It's getting late, and my parents are still busy in the rice fields. I trotted to the paddy field to help weed, or I went home with a hoe and a pest control machine.

Mother stood in the middle of the rice field and said, "hurry home and steam rice;" Remember to feed the pigs and drive the cows home ... "

By the time I finished feeding the pigs and drove the cows to the cowshed, it was already dark. At this time, my mother began to cut vegetables and stir-fry while I was doing my homework.

Mother said, "If we plant rice, we will have food at home."

Father said: "The weather is so bad this year, it is estimated that the rice harvest will not be much better."

At home, the topic of rice fields can never be finished. When parents chat, they seem to be wrangling and worrying.

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Around the Dragon Boat Festival, my brother and sister and I will go to the rice fields to help.

In the morning, my brother and I pull seedlings, my father drives cattle to level the rice fields, and my mother and sister transplant rice seedlings. In the afternoon, I pulled out a lot of seedlings, and my father also arranged rice fields on several hills. As a result, the whole family transplanted rice.

My hometown is in the mountainous area, and most of the rice fields are terraced fields, mainly planting mid-season rice. Some rice fields are very small. My brother and I are each in charge of a hill. Two people shouted "get ready, get up" and then started the game to see who cut faster.

Sometimes in order to catch up with the speed, the seedlings are not firmly planted. After a while, the seedlings surfaced, so my mother often scolded us. However, mother was not angry because of scolding.

When transplanting rice, my mother said, "transplanting rice is actually a technology and a science."

How to enter and how to return? My brother and sister and I seem to understand.

Mother added, "think about it. When we retreated, the rice fields in front of us turned green. Is it progress? "

Mother can't tell the truth. But my mother's words taught us to be a person who can advance and retreat, and not be single-minded.

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Autumn is coming and the wind in the mountains is getting colder and colder. The rice began to turn yellow, and then turned golden.

Father moved the thresher out and wiped it clean with straw: "It's time to cut rice, everyone should cheer."

The former thresher is different from the present one. There is no gasoline engine installed on it, so you need to step on it. "threshing" is completely a physical activity. After stepping on the threshing machine for two hours, you will sweat all over and your legs will be sore.

When cutting rice, my mother likes to say, "I don't want to bend over today, so I can't stand up straight in the future."

Bend down to harvest, and you can't talk straight until the harvest is full.

When there is no food every year, many people will be short of food at home. At this time, people who lack food will have the cheek to borrow food from well-fed families. Think about it, when you borrow something from others, you have to say a lot of nice things and owe one. Is it impossible to keep your back straight?

Mom's words are very reasonable and an encouragement to children.

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People in our village still like to help each other when the farm is busy.

At that time, people in the village were helped to transplant rice and cut rice for free. As long as something happens at home next time, the people who have been helped will also help themselves. Mutual assistance, that is, the mode of "job-hopping"

I remember one year, my neighbor Da Mao helped our family transplant rice for three days. When the Mao family built the house, his father went to help for five days. Father said, "The Mao family is very poor. It doesn't matter if I help for two more days. "

Some families, because of the shortage of labor, take a message and ask their relatives for help. When it was time to transplant rice seedlings and cut rice, five or six relatives came at once, and the whole family was very excited, and it was done in two or three days.

What is a happy life? After staying in the city for many years, I found that real happiness is not the amount of money, but whether people around me are kind and can feel warmth.

People born after 70, working in rural areas, can often see many warm pictures and feel the simplicity of the villagers. Such a life, though bitter, is very happy.

Looking back now, when we were young, we were happy, herding cattle on the hillside, transplanting rice in the paddy field, eating sweet potato porridge at home, pulling pig grass on the ridge and picking wild fruits in the mountains.

When you were young, did you plant saplings? Have you ever cut rice? Do you remember that old cow at home? When you return to your hometown again, you will find that most of the work of transplanting rice and cutting rice has been replaced by machines, and it has become easier to do farm work.

A handful of seedlings, a rice plant, a ridge, a touch of sunset glow and a row of footprints are slowly unfolding in the depths of memory.

Author: coarse grains in cloth.

The pictures in this article are from the Internet.