Time: 2009-4-71:27:10 Words: 2757
Entering the front door was the real home that belonged to them forever. The door of the courtyard was tightly shut, and the family members did not know that Zhiyuan was standing at the door. The door of his home was always open in Zhiyuan's heart, ready to welcome his return at any time.
Everything had changed. Although it had only been a few months since he left home, the locust and parasol trees that had lost all their leaves when he left home had regained their vitality. Even the earth wall in the courtyard had grown green grass. Although the weather was very dry, it still stood tenaciously on the wall.
The moment the door opened, a long-lost sense of intimacy filled his chest. Her mother was a little shocked to see her return. Seeing Zhiyuan return with his luggage, her mother's face suddenly showed a disappointed smile.
He didn't know if it was because he had grown up or because of the ravages of time, but Zhiyuan felt that his mother in front of him no longer looked tall. His father, who had been working in the fields for a day, was also haggard. His mother hurriedly asked Zhiyuan why he came home. After Zhiyuan's explanation, his father quickly understood everything. The family soon fell into silence again.
The sheep in the courtyard were bleating because of hunger, and a group of chickens were chasing after each other in the courtyard without a care in the world. His father leaned against the door frame and smoked a pipe. After a sigh, his mother began her housework again.
" It's time to find a gentleman from the countryside to read my son's fortune." His mother broke the silence at home. "I don't know what's going on. Why is my son's life so bad? It was impossible to not believe in fate. The family had not had a smooth life for several years. Now, even the hard work could not be peaceful for a while. Son! You have to accept your fate. Stop tormenting yourself. Just stay at home and farm with your brother! It's all your fault for being disobedient. The matter of going to school is in the past. In the future, you'll have to be more careful. Otherwise, your mother will worry that you won't be able to eat enough and wear warm clothes outside. Don't be too insatiable. It's better to farm at home than to run around blindly. You haven't even earned enough money to bring home the money for the past two years. It's not that your family wants money for you. When you left after the new year, your mother gave you all the money. You still owe her the electricity bill for watering the fields from spring until now!”Her mother sobbed as she comforted her family.
His father was still speechless. A man's sadness always melted in his heart. His mother's despair flowed out from the corner of her eyes. Zhiyuan painfully listened to his mother's words. His tears echoed his mother's sadness.
The sky quickly darkened, and there was no laughter at home. In order to save on electricity bills, the house had always been lit with very small light bulbs. The dim red light was still bright in the dark night. In Zhiyuan's memory, it was much brighter than the house when he was young.
She could finally sleep peacefully again. The nights at home were her own time. As long as her parents didn't nag her, she wouldn't be disturbed. He didn't have to worry about being scolded by the foreman if he overslept, nor did he have to think about a lot of dirty and tiring work waiting for him to do tomorrow.
The fields in the countryside were filled with farming, fertilizing, seedling raising, weeding, spraying and insect control. After the wheat harvest season, the second harvest of summer planting and autumn harvest would be followed. The quality of the harvest depended on the weather. The drought in spring and summer and the rainy days before the autumn harvest were the key factors that directly determined the harvest. Of course, the amount of snow in winter also affected the growth of crops in spring. This was also the general interpretation of the saying 'auspicious snow heralds a bumper year'.
In the countryside, a family's rations for a year depended on the wheat harvested in the summer. People in the countryside generally did not buy vegetables to eat. The fruits and vegetables in front of their houses and in the open spaces in the fields were enough to make the city people jealous. The fashionable clothes of the city people would also make the young people in the countryside envious for a long time.
The expenses of Zhiyuan's family were all counting on the autumn harvest of peanuts, corn, and cotton.
In winter, the main dishes of most rural families were cabbage and radish. Those with good family backgrounds would stir-fry pork and vermicelli together. In Zhiyuan's impression, his family usually ate stewed cabbage or radish with very little oil floating on it. Even so, they could not eat vegetables every day. They were at the age of growth. Such living conditions seriously affected their physical development. Although their height was not affected, they and their brother's bodies were thin and weak due to malnutrition. The cabbage and pickles at home were usually eaten until the next spring.
At dawn, Zhiyuan was awakened by the crowing of the rooster. His parents had already gotten up to pack up the farm tools and were ready to go to the fields to work. The clanging sounds prompted him to get up immediately. He had to do something to change the current situation at home. The night's sleep made him forget the fatigue he had felt over the past few months.
According to the current solar terms, there was no real farm work in the fields. Generally, the fields were tidied up, applied medicine, and fertilized. When they arrived at the courtyard, Zhiyuan stretched his body in the rising sun. The young man's physical strength recovered quickly.
The birds on the locust tree in the courtyard were jumping and singing happily, enjoying the beauty of life. The roosters and hens that had just been taken off the shelves were fighting for the feed that their mother had given them. The lambs that had not yet reined in their horses also wanted to come over and steal a few mouthfuls of chicken food. Just as they stretched their heads out, they were chased to a distant corner by their father.
His mother carried out a large cardboard box covered in old clothes. The cardboard box was filled with small holes for ventilation. Inside the cardboard box were a group of chickens that had just shed their fur. Opening the lid, the mother carefully placed them into a temporary chicken coop made of bricks. The chicks happily flapped their newly revealed wings. The mother brought over half a bowl of millet soaked in warm water and placed it in the chicken coop. The chicks, who had been hungry for two hours, fought over it crazily.
Zhiyuan saw the gratified smile on his mother's face.'They'll grow up very soon. The hen would lay eggs early next year, and the rooster could be sold for a good price before August 15th this year. The money from selling the chicken could offset the expenses of the festival.'Zhiyuan still remembered his mother's words. It was something that she repeated every year.
His mother closed the door and was about to leave. Seeing his mother turn around and walk out, Zhiyuan saw that his mother's head was covered with silver hair. As he watched his mother's back disappear outside the door, Zhiyuan seemed to see a star-studded person rushing to the county town. The basket on the back of the bicycle was wrapped in cotton wool and had accumulated eggs for many days. There was also a grown chick hanging upside down on the bicycle handle.
Zhiyuan followed his father out of the house. He was going to the fields to plant vegetables and raise seedlings today. In Zhiyuan's hand was the hairpin he had received from his father. He held it tightly in his hand and did not feel the heaviness of the past. That heaviness turned into responsibility in his heart. He felt that he had grown up and should shoulder the burden of the family. He would eventually have to take over all the hard work from his parents.
Not all birds could fly freely in the sky like eagles, not only because of their thin wings, but also because they had to overcome their fear of height. The eagle had the heart to conquer all birds. Its eyes could see through the wind and rain. The eagle's gaze was high in the sky, and its swooping gaze was fixed on its prey. This was the reason why it dominated the sky. Zhiyuan thought about himself. At the moment, he was at most a little bird that was avoiding its natural enemies. He was helpless and ownerless. His childishness had not completely faded away, so where could he find courage?
He began to dig and turn the soil in the area his father had given him, picking and nurturing seedlings for autumn. He used his hands to dig the hardened land with his hoe, his eyes fixed on the opened yellow soil, looking for hope buried underground. He gently shook off the soil on his hoe, and his blurry shadow was reflected in the shining blade. Only he could see the marks left on his face by the years. The aggressive cold light hid dreams. The growth rings of youth had begun to rotate and extend. Only with the spirit of pioneering and fighting could one draw a perfect garden for life. Only with the courage to not be afraid of difficulties and obstacles could one find themselves in the center of the circle and recover the lost golden years.
Facing every day with a positive and realistic attitude will make us cherish time more. If you were like a crazy gambler who desperately doubled the price to make a profit, always thinking that there would be an accident in the end, if there were no accidents in life, then even the accidental touch would not be met. In the end, only one person would die in despair, grief, anger, and chagrin.
He could no longer live like this. The stars would be brighter when he stood up, and he would get more warmth when he walked towards the sun.
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