I understand you will come, so I wait for
Author / Gangguma
st row version / Gangguma
st article number / 1797 words
read time / 4 minutes
days ago, I made an appointment with my sister that I would take my child back to pick peanuts on this National Day.
After hearing this, my mother readily agreed: "Okay, there are so many peanuts in the field, and I'm worried that no one will help you! Your dad has been resting for a few days, just take advantage of the good weather and take it home quickly!"
In the empty space of speaking, you can feel the anxiousness in your mother's heart. The large number of peanut fields are the biggest and most important things in my mother's heart.
At first glance, the green warriors stood straight in a row, waiting for the owner to pull it up to review the harvest this year.
Have work, my father always runs into the fields and looks at them. Just like looking at his own children, he walks past with relief, brushing through the treasures that once brought him hope one by one.
The sunset was setting, and the figure was covered with a soft glow. The autumn wind blew, and birds flew over his head.
(the peanut land that my mother is proud of)
Although most of the farmland in the countryside has been expropriated, the remaining fields are usually planted, eaten by themselves, or sold on the vegetable market.
Peanuts, rapeseed, and soybeans are planted by farmers except wheat and rice. In that barren era, they just depended on them for eating oil. Nowadays, parents still maintain this habit, even though they are no longer as nervous as they used to eat oil. The project of picking peanuts is a major project. Normally, the whole family needs to mobilize. The parents go to the field early in the morning to pull it off, knock off the soil, tie it into a bundle, and pull it under the corridor.
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Most of the young people always complain, just hope not to plant them next year. My mother said "Don't eat the tender peanuts cooked", so we stopped.
It is true. Wash the fresh peanuts, boil them in clean water, and we will always quickly divide them. It makes my mother laugh at us:
"When eating, I just think it's too little, but when I make it, I think it's too much. What's the point?"
This may be the first truth that parents taught us that "only giving can you gain."
(Check it out, it’s all cute big fat guys!)
so my mother still leaves a piece of private land every year to plant peanuts, hoping that our children will also have fresh and delicious tender peanuts grown by their own home.
As my parents grew older, my sister and I were unable to help collect peanuts every time due to various trivial matters in the family. Listening to them telling them on the phone that their backs were sore because of the peanuts they received.
My sister and I tried our best to convince: "Or don't plant peanuts next year! If we want to eat tender peanuts, go buy them."
" Wheat rice can no longer be planted, peanuts still need to be planted. It produces a lot of oil, which is more than rapeseed oil. If you want to plant it, you must not plant it. "
While talking, looking at the round peanuts on the sunbathing field, the smile patterns on parents' faces gathered more and more, and the deeper and deeper, like small waves of water rippling.
html l1The white and fat peanuts are all huge, lined up in order to fill the entire drying field, becoming the most beautiful scenery in every household.
They are the roots, the ends, and they are also hopes for the coming year. How can they not plant them? We have long been combined into one and become a unique appearance in the countryside.
From receiving the composition assigned by the teacher - the happiest work, the child suddenly thought of the peanut field in his mother-in-law's house. It can not only experience the joy of labor, but also help the mother-in-law reduce some burden.
My mother-in-law became even more happy after hearing this and kept saying, "Come on, come on, leave a small piece of land for the children to experience it too! ”
Through the phone, I could imagine the happiness on the other end, and because of her persistence, I had my own place to use it when my child needed it.
At this point, my sister and I gave up the idea of asking them to abandon the field.
html l1 After my mother got married, she learned from a young girl who could do nothing, and learned from others, and gradually gained this home with a bare wall.
Can't plant rice seedlings, learn; I can't pick up manure, I just come little by little, just learn, do it, walk, slowly I have fertile land, harvested grain, and fresh fruits.
She is already familiar with the habits of crops in the fields. She understands the temper of every season. She cherishes such good days even more because of the gift of this land.
They want to plant it. This is the most comfortable state they have long been accustomed to.
At that time, we overcome all difficulties. , bring the children back together and relive the joy of childhood with them.
In the field, the children playfully pulled peanuts, threw peanuts, picked peanuts, and the sweat beads oozing from their foreheads fell into the soil little by little, but they could not resist the joy of labor at all.
laughter echoed in the peanut field for a long time.
children also wrote in their article:
"Peanuts are such treasures! Although they are not good-looking, they are all calm and modest,
never show off their power, and they bloom their own brilliance in the moist soil in obscurity.
is like my mother-in-law and grandpa!"
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Your little like will always be the motivation for me to continue to create. Thank you~♥️
Good night!
This is the 33rd day of my daily update (33/100) Come on
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"" Wheat rice can no longer be planted, peanuts still need to be planted. It produces a lot of oil, which is more than rapeseed oil. If you want to plant it, you must not plant it. "
While talking, looking at the round peanuts on the sunbathing field, the smile patterns on parents' faces gathered more and more, and the deeper and deeper, like small waves of water rippling.
html l1The white and fat peanuts are all huge, lined up in order to fill the entire drying field, becoming the most beautiful scenery in every household.
They are the roots, the ends, and they are also hopes for the coming year. How can they not plant them? We have long been combined into one and become a unique appearance in the countryside.
From receiving the composition assigned by the teacher - the happiest work, the child suddenly thought of the peanut field in his mother-in-law's house. It can not only experience the joy of labor, but also help the mother-in-law reduce some burden.
My mother-in-law became even more happy after hearing this and kept saying, "Come on, come on, leave a small piece of land for the children to experience it too! ”
Through the phone, I could imagine the happiness on the other end, and because of her persistence, I had my own place to use it when my child needed it.
At this point, my sister and I gave up the idea of asking them to abandon the field.
html l1 After my mother got married, she learned from a young girl who could do nothing, and learned from others, and gradually gained this home with a bare wall.
Can't plant rice seedlings, learn; I can't pick up manure, I just come little by little, just learn, do it, walk, slowly I have fertile land, harvested grain, and fresh fruits.
She is already familiar with the habits of crops in the fields. She understands the temper of every season. She cherishes such good days even more because of the gift of this land.
They want to plant it. This is the most comfortable state they have long been accustomed to.
At that time, we overcome all difficulties. , bring the children back together and relive the joy of childhood with them.
In the field, the children playfully pulled peanuts, threw peanuts, picked peanuts, and the sweat beads oozing from their foreheads fell into the soil little by little, but they could not resist the joy of labor at all.
laughter echoed in the peanut field for a long time.
children also wrote in their article:
"Peanuts are such treasures! Although they are not good-looking, they are all calm and modest,
never show off their power, and they bloom their own brilliance in the moist soil in obscurity.
is like my mother-in-law and grandpa!"
I found it helpful to you after reading it. I hope you can spend 0.1 seconds to give a like~
Your little like will always be the motivation for me to continue to create. Thank you~♥️
Good night!
This is the 33rd day of my daily update (33/100) Come on
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Author introduction:
rolling muddy life, a trumpet flower that strives to grow upward.
