#记录我的2024#
My mother nagged people to keep talking all morning, I really envy her and my punching bag, her life is not easy, if this can make her feel better, let her be!
In the distance, the sound of roosters crowing was heard one after another, and the road in front of my house began to be lively, with cars passing one after another, birds beginning to sing in the woods, and the sky was white.
In the hazy morning light, I got up, every day was the same, I cooked and ate just before dawn, and then I set off to work.
Today, I am going to pick tea in the farthest piece of land in my house, this land is not big, and it is far from being difficult to manage.
I also had a fight with her over this land, my mother is a very unreasonable person, she never wants to say anything well, and she wants others to do what she thinks.
was a little unhappy, so I turned out all the things about Chen Sesame and rotten grain, which was annoying.
My mother's life is as bad as mine, and she has never been touched by a man like my dad after working hard, but there is one thing she is better than me, she has me as a punching bag.
I couldn't bear it, once I asked her, do you not live a day without scolding people a few words?
If scolding can make you happy and make you happy, then you can scold as much as you want! That's all I can do in my life.
Now it's best not to pick tea leaves with her, and if I can't avoid sharing a plot with her, I always listen to my novels with her a few lines away.
I let my mind go and melted into the plot of the novel, I could see her mouth moving, I didn't know what she was babbling about, I didn't hear it at all, I didn't answer her, she was talking alone.
Day after day, year after year, I gradually developed the ability to completely forget myself in the midst of a noisy crowd, and the environment did not affect me at all.
Every Friday when I pick up my children and go home, I can ignore the existence of others at the bustling school gate, as if I am the only one in the world, sitting quietly on the battery car and writing my own headlines.
Along the winding mountain road, I finally reached my family's tea field out of breath, and the tea was already very large, so I could only pick large tea and sell it.
This tea field is surrounded by woods, and few people come, so I feel comfortable working quietly here alone.
There are all kinds of bird calls in my ears, some like lovers whispering, and some with thick voices, which will be frightening.
This is the sound of nature, pure and ethereal, and after a while the cicadas will break through the earth and become the main force of nature's musical army.
Breathe in the fresh mountain air, slowly calm your mind, slowly experience the only trace of sweetness in the bitter life, and imagine the beautiful appearance of life.
Today I finally picked a full tea bag of tea, and for the first time filled this big tea pocket of mine, but unfortunately this tea is no longer valuable.
My mother picked in another place, and the tea picked by the two of us together only sold for more than 120 yuan, so it is better to make more money by helping other people's families pick alone.
I think people should know how to make trade-offs according to the actual situation, and my mother insists on her own opinion, she doesn't know how to be flexible, anyway, she is going to earn money home, whether he earns in other people's fields or in his own land, I think it depends on the results, who doesn't want to earn more with the same effort? Today's harvest has a lot to do with her decision-making.
I wasted my effort and didn't sell a few, which is why I wanted to give up this land and let someone else plant it, but my mother didn't want to give up anything, and she didn't dare to disobey her mother's wishes, so she had to let her.
The most annoying thing is that there is not much tea, but you have to make a special trip to sell it, and the time of selling is stipulated.
I have to say that the tea trading market is really lively, in addition to selling tea, there are also selling pickled vegetables, cold dishes, snacks, fruits, and vegetables.
Today I actually found one that sells this kind of thing, and my car happened to be parked next to his car, so I took two pictures.
The long strip with sesame seeds is called bubble gum, the box is called a nest of silk, and the lump behind is called hemp candy.
These things all carry the memories of my childhood, and I asked how they were sold? I didn't expect to be taken aback, and it cost fifty yuan a pound, but I can still see it.
If I really want to buy it, the little tea money sold today may be able to be bought back for a while, and life does not allow me to be so presumptuous.
I remember when I was a child, people often carried a large wooden box with a backpack, and the box contained this kind of bubble gum and hemp candy, and there was not a nest of silk at that time.
The seller struck a piece of iron with a hammer along the way, which was used to separate the hemp candy into small pieces.
We often jokingly howl on the side: "Hemp candy occupies the sound, making the old man's teeth itch!"
Occasionally, my parents would stop selling hemp candy and buy one or two yuan, and I would swallow my saliva while watching them knock the hemp candy into small pieces, and then wrap some soybean noodles to prevent the hemp candy from sticking together.
When I was finally ready to eat after paying, I quickly grabbed a piece and stuffed it into my mouth, and carefully tasted the sweet taste, feeling so happy.
I didn't expect that decades have passed, and those cute snacks when I was a child have now become something I can't afford to eat, which can't but be said to be a pity.
When I came back from selling the big tea, I continued to pick small tea, and the neighbor's chickens accompanied us to pick tea leaves in the field, and they shaved around under the tea trees to eat the small insects.
Whenever we see a hen getting too close to us, the rooster will always make a warning sound, telling the hen to stay away from us, for fear that we will take her wife away. This conscientious appearance is really a good husband, much better than some people.
This fragrant flower on the tree on the side of the tea field has bloomed, and this year it is not as good as in previous years, and it is snow-white and snow-white as soon as it blooms in previous years, just like clouds.
The rapeseed that was planted late is blooming, and the flowers that were planted early are all gone, and the rapeseed has already been set.
The neighbor's peach blossoms are blooming, pink and pink, and you can be intoxicated at a glance, as if you have melted into a gentle and delicate dream.
Not unexpectedly, the accident still happened, today's tea fell by ten yuan a pound, falling back and forth, I feel that the tea is not energetic, but the fertilizer money has to be spent a whole few back, right?
The boss who harvested the tea said that the price of dry tea had been reduced, so the price of fresh leaves had to be reduced.
It's really not easy to make a living in the countryside!#农村寡妇的日常心声#