Aunt Wu’s two acres of land are on the hillside, and on the top of the mountain is a forest of locust trees. The fields are very thin, and Aunt Wu planted millet every year. After the Xiaoman solar term, birds chirped and flew out in groups, landing on the land halfway up the mountain to peck at the grains. From a distance, it looked like a jumping note. Aunt Wu tied a scarecrow and poked it to the edge of the ground. Aunt Wu is a scarecrow, tall and burly, with arms, legs, and facial features. The scarecrow's facial features were stitched up by Aunt Wu with wool. Her eyebrows and eyes were slender like crescent moons, her mouth was very big, her mouth was raised, and she was smiling. Aunt Wu put Uncle Wu's clothes on the scarecrow and put on Uncle Wu's hat.
Aunt Wu was tired of working, so he sat on the ridge of the field and rested, looking at the scarecrow on the ground. As he looked, the scarecrow became the fifth uncle and came alive. Aunt Wu was stunned, and her somewhat turbid eyes were covered with a layer of mist. Aunt Wu murmured in a low voice: "When I was young, we came to the field to work. You asked me to sit by the ground and watch you do it. You spoiled me and said you had endless energy. Now you rest and watch me do it." Aunt Wu had to repeat such words many times a day. Aunt Wu was tired of working, so she sat next to "Uncle Wu" and chatted with "Uncle Wu": "Old man, look, the leaves of the locust trees on the top of the mountain are green, and the ears of the flower have grown.
When the locust trees are blooming, you can smell the fragrance of flowers when you sit in the field. The sweet fragrance is so good! The eldest granddaughter is about to go to elementary school, and was taken to the city by her son yesterday. I took her for six years, and she left, so It seems that he took away all his popularity and the whole family is empty. The fourth brother of Sidezi left and choked to death by eating steamed buns. He is sixty-four years old, and he is still a good year. Half of the steamed bun is giving his life. I guess you should see him now. He has been cowardly for the rest of his life. You two grew up with bare-butt dolls. You should take care of him more..." As Aunt Wu said, her eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn't see the face of "Fifth Uncle" clearly. The sun flashed in circles of colorful halos in front of her eyes, the wind blew around slowly, and the birds chirped in the locust trees.
It’s raining, and the raindrops are scattered and dense, like a young wife full of melancholy crying. Aunt Wu carried "Uncle Wu" and gasped into the locust forest panting. There is a small wooden house in the forest, originally left by a man who watched the forest. Aunt Wu leaned "Uncle Wu" against the mottled wall of the wooden house and sat on the edge of the kang to breathe heavily. The cottage was so old that it was half apart, and the corners of the walls were covered with spider webs. The raindrops whirled in the locust trees, and Aunt Wu's thoughts floated, and they floated far away with the raindrops.
"Do you remember? That year we were in this locust forest. You kissed me for the first time. That day, I watched a TV series and realized that it was called the 'first kiss', which was precious! My heart was beating at that time, and my legs were almost out of my throat and my legs were weak. If you hadn't hugged me, I would have to fall to the ground..." Two flushed on Aunt Wu's cheeks. She glanced at "Uncle Wu", covered her mouth and smiled, "Suddenly the man who saw Lin came, He shouted loudly from afar. You pulled me and ran away. We ran to the north of the forest in one breath before we dared to look back. When we saw that there was no trace of anyone? You sat on the ground and I fell on you. I heard the thumping thumping thumping in your chest, like a drum beat." Aunt Wu stood up and walked to "Uncle Wu", hugged "Uncle Wu": "I hug you, but I don't want to kiss you. Your heart was so cruel that I left me alone and left..." Aunt Wu choked up. The rain outside was soft, sticking to the sky, the ground, the locust trees, and the heart of Aunt Wu.
The sky is sunny after the rain, and the west is decorated with red clouds. Aunt Wu said to "Uncle Wu" reluctantly: "I'm going home to cook. You can watch it for a while. The birds won't come out when it gets dark. You can go back to sleep." Aunt Wu turned around step by step and waved goodbye to "Uncle Wu" standing by the field.
It is the season for millet harvesting. Aunt Wu came earlier than usual and returned a little later. After the millet was finished, Uncle Wu's nephew helped Aunt Wu take it home. The last cart of millet went down the mountain, and the scarecrow followed Aunt Wu down the mountain.Aunt Wu put the scarecrow in the side room, took off her clothes, took off her hat, wrapped it in plastic cloth, and hung it under the beam of the house, in order to prevent mice and moisture in summer. Aunt Wu washed the clothes and folded them in the cabinet. When farming next year, Aunt Wu cleaned up the scarecrow, repaired the damaged areas, and tied them tightly with the loose areas. Then put on Uncle Wu's clothes and put on Uncle Wu's hat. "Uncle Wu" accompanied Aunt Wu to start planting in spring until the autumn harvest.
This year, after Qingming Festival, Aunt Wu gave the land to Uncle Wu's nephew and Aunt Wu was going to enter the city. That night, Aunt Wu moved the scarecrow to the house where she lived, repaired the damaged area, then took out the clean clothes and hat from the cabinet and put them on. The scarecrow became the "Fifth Uncle" again. Aunt Wu said, "I will go to the city tomorrow and I will take care of my son's second baby. You have been with me for spring and autumn harvest these years, so I'm very tired. Let's rest this time. When I bring my second baby up, I will come back to accompany you."
The next day, before dawn, Aunt Wu stood in the yard, "Uncle Wu" stood beside her, Aunt Wu tiptoed to touch "Uncle Wu"'s eyes and mouth: "I have been walking for five or six years, and I'm not at ease. You are alone at home. I'm afraid you are too lonely, and I'm afraid that mice will harm you. Go back, and wait for me to come back." Aunt Wu said, igniting the scarecrow. A beam of fire illuminated the yard, and Aunt Wu's face was reddened by the fire. The fire slowly faded away, and the redness on Aunt Wu's face also faded away.
It was dawn, and the Chaoyang was hugged by Dongshan, with only one edge exposed. Aunt Wu stood at the gate with a package on her back, looking at the old old house for a few times, then dropped a lock on the gate and walked towards the bus station at the entrance of the village. (Author Li Haiyan)
