Jin Liangyu

After sending away all the relatives, the valley returned to its former peace.

After discussing with Liang, Jin Sheng took out a large piece of plastic sheet from home, more than ten meters long, and planned to build a small shed with thin bamboo poles to prepare seedlings in advance.

Just in time, the first spring rain of this year has arrived.

With plastic sheets on their heads, they worked beneath them. Through the plastic sheet, you can clearly see the fine raindrops hitting the plastic sheet, and you can also hear the sound of drizzle at a close distance.

Zhou Erlang felt that this thing was better than glass. With this new experience, everyone worked faster unknowingly.

After the rain, the sky clears, and the spring breeze blows in the face. The mountains slowly fade away from their withered yellow color, as if they were dyed with a touch of new green overnight.

Dabao can already walk without holding anything, but he has a lot of thoughts. Whenever he encounters something urgent or he thinks is dangerous, he will put his hands and feet on the ground.

Sanlang followed Dabao every day, and he also learned all Dabao's tricks.

The little fox was squatting on the window sill, on the table, on the railing, watching the two little cubs making trouble.

I still enjoy it and sometimes laugh out loud.

The greenery in the valley became thicker, and Jin Liangyu also bought a seeder and a rice transplanter in the mall.

Jin Sheng and Liang were okay. Although they had never seen this thing in real life before, they had seen it in movies and TV series.

Zhou Erlang was completely conquered. He stared with eyes almost identical to Dabao's, looking at the seeder like a curious baby and planting the seeds into the soil.

"Dad, I really want to see how the rice transplanter transplants rice."

"Don't worry, you'll see it in two days."

Zhou Erlang: Why does he feel that the past two days have passed too slowly? How come he has the illusion that the days are like years.

After Old Man Zhou finished working on his own fields and went into the mountains to see Sanlang, he was mesmerized by the green in the valley.

"This wheat has grown two inches tall. Our wheat has just been planted and has not sprouted yet. And this corn has grown taller than the wheat seedlings."

Old man Zhou was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden. He looked at this and licked and licked that. He couldn't get enough of everything. He squatted on the ridge of the field and didn't want to move.

"Erlang, how come your crops are so good? Your father and I have been planting crops for decades and have never seen such good seedlings."

"I've never seen it before. How about you follow me to the riverside to see our newly planted seedlings? They are growing well. My father-in-law said they will be planted soon."

"So fast? I have to go and see where it is. Take dad to see it quickly." After listening to Erlang's words, Old Man Zhou became more interested in their seedlings.

"Dad, it's not far in front of the wooden house where we live. If we walk along this road, we can reach the seedling place."

"Oh." Old man Zhou looked around and didn't see Jin Sheng, so he asked his son, "What did your father-in-law do today? Why didn't I see him?"

"My father-in-law and my mother-in-law went to open up wasteland at the foot of the mountain in the west."

"Your father-in-law is really a hard worker. He seems to have no time for leisure. Isn't he tired?"

"My father-in-law said it's not tiring. He said that as long as there is a place where crops can be grown, we must cultivate it."

"That's right. What we farmers like most is land. As the old saying goes, you won't panic if you have land and food."

Old man Zhou remembered something again, "The Tatar riot last year scared the people in the village. There are more people clearing wasteland in the spring this year than last year. Even the lazy family in previous years knows this year Go to work in the fields."

"Really or not? That family of lazy people who were naughty when they were young and went to their yard to yell at people who wouldn't leave the house even if there was a fire, can they still go to work in the fields? I don't believe it."

"Is there still a day off? If it weren't for your father-in-law's kindness and righteousness, that whole family would have starved to death. At the beginning of spring this year, the village chief said that the sun was coming out in the west, and that lazy family went to work in the fields without being urged."

"It's not easy for that family."

"It's getting pretty good now. I'm afraid of starving to death, so I go to work in the fields obediently. Yesterday I saw their whole family going to the fields." The father and son talked about everyday things, and soon arrived at the place where the seedlings were raised.

From a distance, Old Man Zhou saw a patch of green seedlings, swaying gently in the breeze like silk.

"... "

"Dad, why don't you leave?"

"Didn't I just see something good and think that my eyesight is dim and that I saw it wrong?"

"Dad, you read that right. If you take a closer look, the seedlings are so strong and have some color like seedlings. My mother-in-law said that she has never seen such good seedlings."

"Your mother-in-law is right. Your father and I have never seen such good seedlings before." Old man Zhou felt that he had learned a lot. He squatted on the edge of the field and looked at the seedlings with greedy eyes. He thought that if he continued to look at them, he might You can drool.

"Second brother." Old man Zhou looked at the vigorous seedlings and wanted to take some home, but he couldn't say anything.

"Dad, what do you want to say?"

"That's right, it's nothing."

"By the way, Dad, I forgot to tell you something. My father-in-law said that he got an extra acre when he was raising seedlings. If you want to plant them, come and get them in two days."

"Hey. Erlang, tell your father-in-law that you should be killed first, and I will do the rest."

"Okay, I'll talk to my father-in-law later. Dad, why don't you go over and see Sanlang? Sanlang has already seen you and is holding the door frame at the door to look at us."

"Really?" Old man Zhou turned around and saw two little boys, holding the wooden boards nailed to the door frame with their little hands, looking at him and smiling.

"Oh, my old son misses his father."

Zhou Zuorang saw his father running towards the wooden house happily, so he followed him.

He was a little picky. His father only remembered Sanlang, but didn't see Dabao standing next to Sanlang.

Old man Zhou didn't know it yet, but his second son was following him stubbornly, his face as straight as Changbai Mountain.

"Dad~" Sanlang saw his father running towards him from far away. He felt so happy and stretched out his little hand for his father to hug him.

Dabao glanced at the ugly child and thought to himself: Only by holding on to the door frame can he stand firm, he can still jump, and he is not afraid of falling.

"Dad, dad~" Sanlang shouted louder when he saw his father running closer, and the beard on his face could be clearly seen.

Old man Zhou was even more happy because his old son could shout two words. Thinking of his old son's progress, his old face smiled like an old chrysanthemum.

Dabao can't stand it anymore, as if no one has a father.

"Daddy, give me a hug."

"Hey." Zhou Erlang responded quickly, running in front of his father and picking up Dabao.

"Daddy, Jiji."

"Okay, daddy will take you to fly the plane."

"Dad, Pao Pao."

"Okay, let's fire."

Dabao played through all the new games his grandpa brought him to play.