The summer night breeze is gentle, the sky is full of stars, there is no heat of the day, the sky has just been dark, the people of Tunli have had dinner, and began to go out of the house to enjoy the coolness.

Hairy children have hairy children's programs, and the elderly also have an exchange circle for the elderly, no, they are either shaking a pu fan, or holding a long pipe and chatting as soon as they meet.

Uncle Guan tonight is no different from the past, and when he arrives, he also wanders under the old tree at the entrance of Tunxi, and several old guys are chattering.

"This year, the wind and rain are good, and the crops are growing well. ”

"The ears of wheat are full at the top. ”

"That's a rarity for bud rice sticks, haha...... When the harvest goes smoothly, this year will be a good year. ”

The faces and tones of several old people could not hide their joy, it was not yet August, and it was already heavy to grab a handful of wheat, and the corn cob was even bigger and longer.

As long as August 15 passes, the crops can be harvested, and then the grain can be dried, and the harvest of the busy year is just around the corner, how to be unhappy.

The older generation has the deep-rooted obsession of the older generation, and if it were not for the current emphasis on breaking down superstitions, they would have felt that it was time to pray for the blessing of the father-in-law of the land.

The mountains have mountain gods, and the land naturally has land gods, in fact, there are basically villages and villages. There is also a small temple in Qiantun (Wangjiazhuang), which is the land temple.

It's said to be a temple, but it's not a very large temple like the one mentioned in the book. In fact, this is just a place of more than 10 square meters that is symbolically built with wooden planks or bricks and adobe in various rural areas.

As soon as the New Year's festival is opened, the old and young of the mountain will go to the inside to offer their own fruit period, and then burn incense and make a vow, pray for the blessing of the land father-in-law to make this year smooth, the wind and rain will come to a bumper harvest year, and the life of the people will be a little better.

Idle time is also for the dead in the village, the bereaved family goes there to report the temple, cry and mourn, burn paper, send pulp water or something. Therefore, whenever the old ladies in the village get angry and cry and scold, a mantra often appears: "Why are you crying? I am not dead yet!"

But now, the small temple has long been gone, not to mention, even if there is this idea in their hearts, several old people tacitly no one showed a word.

Looking at the hairy children who were full of energy and still running around the tun, an old man sighed, "They live a stable life in this life." ”

"Haha...... Who says no. In the future, if the wind and rain are so smooth, with a bumper harvest every year, and now the world is peaceful again, then there is really no need to worry. ”

Of course, everyone has such expectations, but to be honest, if you want to have a good harvest year like this year every year, you won't be able to touch it once in ten years. If there is a bumper harvest every year, the farmers will have no worries about food and clothing, so why should they live so hard.

If you don't do farm work with your back to the loess, you don't know what it means to be hard, and you don't know the preciousness of food. It's only been a few years?

There are many people in the nearby villages who have escaped from the Guanli, and it is good that a teenage yellow flower girl can be worth twenty or thirty catties of bud rice noodles.

A few old people each have cigarette pouches in their mouths and smoke them, good guys...... Under the old tree, it was like a pile of smoked mugwort.

But everyone smokes and smokes, but the old eyes are still very neat, and when he saw Uncle Guan coming over and sitting on the still warm stone, no, there was a change of topic.

"Why are you here? I thought you were hiding at home and stealing fun. ”

Uncle Guan put the cigarette pouch pot on the stone and knocked it off, removing the cigarette ash that had not burned out, "You old boy has no good words as soon as he speaks." ”

"Look, this old guy stinks. ”

"Haha...... He deserves it. It's beautiful now, isn't it?"

Uncle Guan looked at the big guy in surprise.

At this time, Uncle Liang was shaking a pu fan from the east end of the village, "Are you here? ”

"Children and grandchildren, his life is worth it. ”

"Yes, my brother's future blessing is great. Your three boys are terrible, the little couple is already diligent, and the two children will also come up. ”

"The two children also follow their old man's cleverness, old medicine head, don't you say? ”

"Haha...... Truly. Those two children are the same as my little grandson, they look small, their temperament is steady, and they come over to help me clean up the yard, and I remember what herbs I asked. ”

"This old boy, don't forget to bring your little grandson with you. ”

"Don't blame him for being blind, didn't he hear him say what his little grandson bought him?"

Uncle Guan listened unconsciously, and it was difficult to ask for a while, so he smiled silently, lowered his head and took a small eye bag from his waist.

There are tobacco stems on the dry tobacco leaves in the open cloth pocket, and you have to break the tobacco leaves and break them up before you can put them in the pot to smoke.

Tobacco leaves are quite dry, and the tobacco leaves are easy to spill everywhere when broken, so it is customary to extend the tobacco bag pot into the mouth of the bag and use the thumb to compact the broken tobacco leaves.

Seeing this, Uncle Liang touched the stone and sat beside him, "The two children of your third child followed Brother Ma to learn to dig herbs, and today I have paid off the debts of the team." ”

Uncle Guan, who was crushing tobacco leaves, was careless, and as soon as a piece of tobacco was broken in half, it was like inhaling pepper noodles and sneezing more than a dozen times one after another.

Even Uncle Liang sneezed twice, "......Ahh Didn't you grow your own tobacco leaves?

Uncle Guan waved his hand again and again, and said while sneezing, "It's a good cigarette, do you want to take a puff?"

"I can't get used to it. Uncle Liang was so frightened that he hurriedly shook his head, "The third child of your family can be regarded as having repaid the debt." Ha ha...... It's really debt-free and light, this kid walks with the wind. ”

Uncle Guan paused, nodded, lit the cigarette pouch pot, and took two puffs of smoke, and a few puffs of green smoke came out, "Yes, I don't have to worry." ”

Uncle Liang smiled, "You don't have to worry, the blessings are still to come." I just went to your third child's place, do you know what his family is doing?"

Uncle Guan took two more bites.

"His daughter-in-law is rubbing the rope, and his daughter-in-law is taking the soles of her shoes, what about this kid, he took his son to knock things vigorously at such a late hour, saying that he had to take advantage of the time to go to the whole bud rice building. Uncle Liang patted him, "The sickles and axes on the side have been sharpened and piled up there." ”

Uncle Guan paused, looked up at the east of the village, "I don't have to worry about the third child." After saying that, he took two more bites.

Unfinished words, Uncle Liang was clear and smiled, "Don't worry, no matter how capable the child is, he needs to be mentioned." Why don't you take a break now, and wait for the autumn harvest to be busy again? This person can't work hard just because he is young and strong, and the days to come will be long. ”

Uncle Guan sighed when he heard this.

As an old neighbor, Uncle Liang thought that he had said everything he needed to say, and he had persuaded everything he should have persuaded, and he glanced at the old guys who were chattering over there, and even more thought about it.