Lin Feng's family is a single-family house. There is farmland in front of and behind the house. There is only one path leading to their house. Although the farmland in Shacheng is fertilized by farmers, it is all done before plowing. During plowing, It was buried directly in the ground. It didn't have the stinky smell that the students in the south said. The grass here did have a refreshing smell.
Since you can’t make money from farming now, everyone’s land is planted with crops that are easier to take care of, such as apple trees, pear trees, peach trees, alfalfa, etc. Those who are more diligent will plant some grapes. , if the price is good, it can be sold for some money.
At the end of May, the farmland was full of life, and there were few people doing farm work in the field.
"Xiao Linzi, why is no one working in the fields?" Zhu Lin asked curiously.
"Aren't people afraid of heat? Besides, there's nothing to take care of when growing these things. Come over and water them when they need watering. At other times, just let them grow naturally. Not many people point out this point anyway. Eighty percent of those who sell things for money work in the city," Lin Feng explained.
"That's right. I still remember that when I was a kid, if I stayed at home and didn't go out to work, I would be considered a lazy person in the eyes of the whole village. I didn't expect that today's hard-working people have become the label of poor people. Whoever lives in the fields If you are busy, you must be someone whose family doesn’t have much money." Zhu Lin sighed.
"Why, as soon as I stepped out of the house, I started to worry about the country and the people. Mr. Fan Zhongyan said, 'If you live in a temple, you will worry about the people.' We are ordinary people, so we should quietly enjoy this peaceful afternoon for a while. You smell, this Is it the familiar scent of grass from childhood?" Lin Feng picked a weed from the crop field and put it under Zhu Lin's nose.
"I can smell it. Why are you so close? If someone sees you, they will think you are feeding me grass." Zhu Lin said.
"Where is anyone..."
As a result, before Lin Feng finished speaking, an old man behind him came over on an electric tricycle. When he saw Lin Feng, he immediately said happily,
"Isn't this Lin Feng? Do you still recognize me? What are you two doing here?"
"Oh, Third Uncle, how can you not recognize me? It's not like I haven't been back for decades. Do you want to go to work?" Lin Feng could tell at a glance that he was an uncle from Lao Li's family, so he shouted politely.
"Well, I went to weed the vineyard. It's covered by the grape trellis, and it's not very hot. Now I'll probably only work for an hour or two before going home. I'm getting older now, and my legs and feet are not as good as before. So neat..." Uncle Li was talking nonchalantly, while Lin Feng appeared to be listening attentively. After listening to a few words, Zhu Lin realized that Uncle Li was a bit chatty, so she started squatting out of boredom. The lower part of his body was flicking the weeds on the edge of the field.
After Uncle Li talked for five minutes, he remembered Zhu Lin again and said quickly,
"Oh, you see, I talk a lot as I get older. Xiaolin, don't mind. This girl is your wife. She looks so fair. When you got married, your third uncle and I were here to have a wedding banquet. I haven’t even seen clearly what my new wife looks like, hahaha..."
"Hello, Third Uncle, I am Lin Feng's daughter-in-law. We live in the countryside. When you are tired from work or thirsty, come home for a drink of water and rest for a while. My parents are also here. You can also chat with them. Let’s chat.” Seeing that they finally talked about her, Zhu Lin quickly stood up and said openly.
"Hey, good, good, good, Xiao Lin, you have good taste. You really have a good wife. She is not only good-looking, but also polite. It's rare." Uncle Li praised.
"What the third uncle said is that I did marry a good wife." Lin Feng smiled, and then he and Zhu Lin looked at each other, and both sides could see the happy smile in each other's eyes. valley
"Hey, let's not talk anymore. Just hang around. I'm going to work. If I don't work, it will be time to eat again."
"Okay, you're busy!" Lin Feng said.
Just as Uncle Li was about to leave, he seemed to remember something, then stopped and said,
"Xiao Lin, I just remembered that there is a bunch of leeks in the vineyard. If you don't eat them, you will get old. Even the two of us can't eat that many. Come with me, you two. I'll cut them off and you can take them back to make dumplings. Bar."
"Oh, really? I happen to want to eat leek and egg dumplings, so you're welcome." Lin Feng said.
"Why are you so polite? I just like your character. You are from the village. If you have anything to say, just say it. It's really meaningless to be polite all the time. Let's go. The vineyard is here." Uncle Li San probably also had a hot temper when he was young.
So Lin Feng and Zhu Lin followed them to the vineyard, and soon came out carrying a large bundle of leeks.
"Well, let's go back first and come out later. How about taking the leeks back and letting my mother pick them clean first, and then we can make dumplings together after we go back?"
"Well, we can't let you hang around on the field with a bunch of leeks all the time. That would make our love fantasy smell like leeks, haha..." Zhu Lin laughed. .
"Well, the chive flavor is indeed a bit too strong, and it's a bit out of tune with romantic love." Lin Feng agreed deeply.
After a while, the two came out of the house again. The leeks had been handed over to their father and mother. They were picking leeks in the yard while looking after the children. In order not to look so bored, Lin Feng gave them to them in the yard. In the yard, a Bluetooth speaker was used to play a story telling - "The Story of Yue Fei", and Liu Lanfang's ups and downs voice floated in the yard.
"Xiao Linzi, do you think if Sissi listens to this storytelling for a long time, will she like telling storytelling when she grows up?" Zhu Lin asked worriedly while listening to the storytelling in the yard.
"Well, probably not. I don't play this often, and don't we usually listen to piano music, violin music and pipa music? I think she will like those." Lin Feng He was a little unsure, and now he actually had a scene in his mind of little Sissy talking about storytelling in Liu Lanfang's voice, which was really hard to accept.
It's not that Lin Feng doesn't like storytelling, but when he thinks of a four or five-year-old girl talking about storytelling in a coquettish voice, he feels a little creepy. In his eyes, little Sissy should be a delicate little girl. Just cute.
"Well, that's good. Fortunately, my parents don't like to listen to Qin opera. I really don't appreciate the singing at the top of my voice." Zhu Lin said.
"The Qin Opera has to be heard by old artists when they are herding sheep on the northern Shaanxi Plateau. Listening to it alone at home, of course, it feels like a ghost crying or a wolf howling."
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's continue walking under the blue sky and white clouds, among the green grass and trees. Don't tell me, after walking in the fields for a while, I feel so relaxed. We should really get closer to nature." Zhu Lin opened her hands in a hug, as if she wanted to integrate herself into nature.
