When a red sun slowly rises from the horizon, the silent field begins to wake up, and birds pass by the sky, leaving a few crisp bird songs in the air echoing on the earth. Small drops of watermelon leaves are decorated with watermelon leaves, shining brightly under the light.
Xiaoxia opened her hazy eyes and embraced the entire empty field. The air was fresh and humid. The smell of weeds is mixed with the earthy smell, which comes straight to the taste buds. Mom was already searching for lobster holes on the ridge of the field, and dad was rushing from the small path, following his slow sister.
Before the person arrived, my father shouted loudly: "I picked the watermelon and sold it today."
Mother: "Didn't you say it's two days?"
Dad: "I heard that someone came down to collect watermelons, and the price is pretty good. If no one took it, I will drag the watermelon to the county town to sell it."
Mother: "Can the car be driven on Tianbian Road?"
Dad: "We can't drive, we have to park the car if we can't drive it. On the other side of Longgou, the watermelon has to be picked over. "
Mother: "I don't know if there is water in Longgou, so it's not easy to pick it over."
Dad: "I have seen it, there is no water."
Mother and Dad were discussing, and the sister pouted and walked over: "Thinking out one thing is one thing, how tired it is to pick the watermelon from Longgou!"
"Longgou" - Xiaoxia knows that it refers to the big ditch directly opposite the watermelon ground. Since Xiaoxia has memory, it has existed. It has never been dug by hand. It seems to be formed naturally. It should be more than 10m from the bottom of the ditch to the surface. Just like a large canyon formed after the surface cracks. When it rains heavily, the flowing water will pass slowly, and most of the time it is drought.
Xiaoxia is frightened every time she passes there, and she always feels that there is a supernatural power there. Her mind always had huge arms, devil's head, and sinister eyes, and she seemed to hear Gulu's echo. Every time it is not a last resort, she must pass through it, and she will never pass by it.
If you want to pick watermelons from Longgou, it is equivalent to walking a long nearly vertical downhill road and then walking a nearly vertical uphill road to reach the road surface. It’s uncomfortable to walk naturally, let alone picking watermelons?
Dad: "I don't even have this determination, what else can I do? You can choose as many as you can. The main thing is that your mother and I will choose."
I heard my father say this, everything is a foregone conclusion, and my mother went to the melon field to pick watermelons silently.
This year's watermelons are so big, long, and they all look like little winter melons. Xiaoxia visually measured that each watermelon is at least ten kilograms, and the largest ones may be 20 kilograms. It would be extremely difficult to pick two watermelons across Longgou.
My parents put the picked watermelon in the basket. Dad's basket was filled with watermelons, and Mom was a little shallower and flatter. Dad is in front and mother is in back, carrying a watermelon shoulder pole, trembling rhythmically, and the two frames in front and back were also shaking one by one. They walked tremblingly across the ridges, stepped onto the path, and moved towards Longgou.
The sister picked four watermelons, and Xiaoxia only dared to carry two. The two sisters followed their parents. When they arrived in Longgou, they both put down their shoulder poles and stared at Longgou with numb scalps.
Fortunately, there was no water in Longgou. When I got down Longgou, the basket behind my father rushed forward. He grabbed the basket rope behind with both hands, and when he went up Longgou, the basket in front slid straight down, and he grabbed the basket rope in front again. When he walked out of Longgou, he was panting, and the mother who was following behind gritted her teeth and followed her father.
The sister sighed and took the watermelon into the Longgou. Xiaoxia had to bite the bullet and pick it up. It’s okay to walk on the flat ground with watermelons, but the shoulder pole on your shoulder does not shake at least and stay steadily. But when I passed through Longgou, the flesh on my shoulder was constantly rubbed and torn by the shoulder pole. When she was in the Longgou, Xiaoxia's feet slipped, and the watermelon in the basket rolled down by itself, and the shoulder pole blocked Xiaoxia and fell to the side. The sister who had already reached the flat ground laughed, and Xiaoxia picked up the watermelon and put it in the basket again.The watermelon is really strong and it didn't break at all. She picked up the watermelon again and started to go to Longgou, but her legs were shaking and her feet were trembling. She moved up step by step slowly. When she reached the ground, Xiaoxia felt like she was exhausted.
My parents were also laughing at Xiaoxia. They told her to either not choose, but her sister was choosing. How could Xiaoxia be lazy? In this way, she took it one after another, sweat flowed into her eyes and into her mouth, her legs became softer and softer, the skin on her shoulders had been worn out, and the shoulder pole pressed directly on the broken flesh, causing her concentration to hurt.
My parents are almost the same as her, and they are at the end of their strength. When my father finally said he didn't have to pick it anymore, Xiaoxia and her sister collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, her hair was wet on her head, and her clothes could be wrung out of water.
Dad used hand tractor to load a truck full of watermelons, drove towards the front of the road, Xiaoxia and the others sat on the ground to rest. It was only a few minutes before Dad's car stopped and shouted to them. Xiaoxia, her mother and sister quickly stood up again and hurried over to see what was going on. It turned out that one of the wheels of the car fell into a deep pit on the side of the road. Because the car was loaded with too many watermelons, they used all their strength and the wheels could not get up.
Dad got out of the driver's seat of the car and said he would go to the nearby village to find some people to help. Xiaoxia and the others were waiting in place. After a while, their father waved at them from afar and asked them to go back first. He had lunch at his friend and had sex with his friend.
Mother scolded her father angrily, and her sister and Xiaoxia also looked speechlessly, and walked silently towards the direction of home. As soon as they got home, the weather changed. It was raining heavily, and it was like going to the market, and it was drifting sharply.
Xiaoxia thought of the car of watermelon, naked in the open air, and the heavy rain splashed so freely, and she really took a pleasant bath. Can my father, who has drunk wine at noon, drive to sell watermelon? Can watermelons be sold at a good price? If none of them can’t be, then what is the sweat and hardship of the whole family today? Xiaoxia felt her heart was cold and her sense of powerlessness soaked her whole body.
