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A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle

author:Light and courage

Gusts of cold wind! Strong cold air came one after another, yulin in late November was colder than the same period in previous years, coupled with rainy rain, the chill doubled, and the gas exhaled from the mouth immediately turned into a wisp of white light smoke floating in front of the eyes, which lasted for more than ten days. In the winter of previous years, dry and rainy, this time is the season of ripe harvesting sweet potatoes, and a good time for baking sweet potato kilns in the wild. On the weekend, while the students were resting at home, in the field, a pair of grandchildren were busy harvesting ripe sweet potatoes, cutting off the sweet potato vine seedlings before excavation, and then officially starting to plan the sweet potatoes, Grandpa waved a shovel to dig the ridge, the granddaughter helped to grab the potatoes buried in the ridge with her hands, there were seven or eight or more on one plant, each full and attractive, there were purple potatoes, sweet potatoes and yellow potatoes. In the first half of the year, the rain and climate were good, so the yield was higher and less pest infestation, coupled with the hard-working and simple grandfather who paid silently to lay the foundation for a bumper harvest!

A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle

Despite the cold weather, the grandchildren were enthusiastically digging sweet potatoes, starting in the morning and stopping for only an hour at lunchtime. The joy of the harvest overflowed on the faces of these grandchildren, talking and laughing! Leave the tiredness and wet cold behind, the rain and foggy afternoon, the winter rain gusts, intermittent and intermittent stop! The sky is also darker than usual, the work ends around five o'clock, and there are still a small number of sweet potatoes that have not been shaved, and can only continue on another day when the weather improves. Packed in bags of sweet potatoes, the grandchildren carried them out of the field together, slowly moving along the field path to the larger country road, and then riding home on a bicycle, digging due to rain. The water content of sweet potatoes is still very large, and when you arrive home, you have to pour it out and dry the water naturally. In the evening, it was pouring rain outside again...

A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle
A pair of grandchildren planed sweet potatoes in the field against the cold wind and drizzle