The rainy season in the south is mostly in spring. Rice planting in the south can also have two seasons a year. The first season is basically transplanted in late April and early May, and it is almost late spring and early summer at that time.
In my impression, during the May Day holiday, rice seedlings are basically planted in the fields. Our fields are like terraced fields, and cars can't get in.
When the holiday begins, early in the morning, at the dawn, my mother will wake us all up. Generally, one person will be left at home to make breakfast, while others will go to work in the fields. It's too early in the morning, I'm really sleepy, and I don't want to get up in every way, but my mother will constantly wake us up at home, and sometimes even lift the quilt directly, so we have to half-open and half-close our eyes, wash our faces and brush our teeth, and go to the fields ... < P > When we get to the fields, our sleepiness will almost slowly dissipate. First of all, we have to go to the seeding field, pull out the seedlings, bundle them one by one, pack them and carry them to the transplanting field. After breakfast, we will start transplanting rice seedlings. Before transplanting rice seedlings, we should throw the bundled seedlings into every corner of the field. Sometimes I splash mud all over myself and my sister, and then laugh heartily ... When transplanting rice, I am most afraid of being bitten by leeches, so I will look up from time to time. Once I see leeches on my legs, I will make a hullabaloo about, and my mother will run over and tear them off and throw them outside. After this, you will be scared.
When the summer is hot, the seedlings will be short of water, so my father and mother will take a pump to draw water from the river. From morning till night, we are occasionally asked to go there to see how much water there is. In the evening, when I come back after doing other things, I will take back the pump. I am usually responsible for lighting the flashlight. Even so, snakes are inevitable. Once, my mother stepped on a snake, but fortunately she didn't get bitten, which really scared me to death ... So, after that, whenever I see something moving in a dark place, I will be scared ...
By the end of July and the beginning of August. It's time to start harvesting rice ... First, we have to cut the mature rice seedlings with a sickle. Parents are responsible for stepping on the rice harvesting machine, and we are responsible for handing the rice seedlings. Although it was very hot and we were wearing long trousers, we couldn't avoid a red mark cut by the leaves of rice seedlings on our wrists. At that time, I always said to my mother, "Mom, look, it doesn't look like you hit me." My mother said with a wry smile, "It looks like it ...". Then whisper, I don't often hit you! After the rice is harvested, it must be dried. Every time it is dried, it is a race against the sky and a 1-meter sprint. As soon as it got dark, I rushed to the top of the building, or there was a rain just before it was confiscated. At that time, I foolishly thought that the rice that covered the rice would not get wet, and the result was that the rice was wet and people were wet. In this way, after the summer vacation, it is time to go to school again. Life at that time, though tired and bitter, was always fun ...
The story of summer is to be continued; Our life, to be continued.
the picture is from the internet.