The dark clouds and thunder and lightning weather scenes of the wheat field are reproduced
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In the village, many people have something at home and like to consult with their brothers. This is not because he has been an accountant and can write and calculate, nor because he has learned to cook a good dish, but because he can help others when they are in difficulty.
One of my brother's neighbors, the family is more difficult, it is difficult to find a daughter-in-law for the son, set a "good day", plan to marry the son, but the bride price is not enough. The woman is pressing forward step by step, and the man is delaying again and again. Later, the other party issued an ultimatum, asking him to take the dowry money within the time limit, otherwise he would withdraw from the marriage. The neighbor found his brother in desperation and asked him to think of something. The brother had just married his eldest son at the time, and he was a little tight on hand. He made a special trip to The East Town and asked me and my wife to help. We were not well paid and were not financially wealthy, but my brother had very little time to ask for us, and we must not embarrass him. So I took out a loan from the credit union in the name of my wife, which solved the neighbor's urgent needs. This incident was later known to the people in the village, and some people said with great emotion: "There are many good people in the world, but there are very few good people like Dashan!" ”
In the face of interests, the brother always puts others before himself, gives convenience to others, and keeps difficulties to himself. One of the things I remember most was that one summer after the implementation of the co-production contract responsibility system, my wife and I went to help my brother with the mill. Because there were no combine harvesters in the countryside at that time, most of them used tractors to roll wheat with stones, and there were very few tractors in the village, so they had to wait in line. The weather was particularly good that day, and after we spread out the wheat, my brother went to find a tractor mill. The summer sun was like a ball of fire, drying out the wheat we had spread out. Everything is ready, just wait for the tractor to enter, but wait, wait, hope, just don't see the tractor coming. At this time, the sun gradually shifted to the west, and the dark clouds of the black pressure in the southeast sky pressed towards this side. It's about to rain! My wife and I were impatient, and my sister-in-law was even more anxious, so she got on her bike and left the scene to see what was going on...
After the tractor was delayed in entering the field, the wheat had just been crushed and the sun was setting. At this time, the sky was thick with dark clouds, thunder rumbled, and the wind on the ground was fierce, flying sand and stones. A series of electric whips cut through the long sky, followed by sporadic raindrops. This is the most annoying weather for wheat milling in the countryside, at which time the milled wheat must be piled up together with wheat straw as quickly as possible and covered with plastic sheets. Otherwise, in the event of a cloudy day, the loss of wheat grain germination and mold will be large! The whole family came to the scene, and at this time, the family was already the "Iron General" who opened the door. I was young and offered to go back and get the plastic sheet. When my brother gave me the key to the gate, I rummaged through my pockets and couldn't find anything. The sister-in-law who was starting the scene, originally the tractor came late and complained a little, and then she could no longer hold the fire! Because she knew that this wheat was the family's ration for a year! I stomped my feet in a hurry, and while pretending to be calm, I said to my brother, "Don't worry, don't worry, look for it again." "The sky is a bolt of lightning again, and the rain is getting denser and denser for a while. Just when we were in a hurry and at a loss, I accidentally found a faint return of a metal object in the wheat straw five or six meters away from me by lightning, and I hurried over and picked it up to see that it was the familiar key on the door of my house. I waved the key in my hand and shouted, "Found it!" Got it! "Without turning back, I ran to the house to get the plastic sheet, and after everyone covered the wheat with all hands and feet, the rain became heavier and heavier.
Afterwards, I learned that my brother had given his turn tractor to a family with less labor in the village that day. I have always wondered about the discovery of the key that day, a huge yard, full of wheat straw, such a small key, why in the instant of lightning, the faint metal return can be quickly "captured" by my eyes? Is this a coincidence? When I told my wife about this, she thought about it for a moment and then said to me softly, "If there is a good reward for kindness, there must be help from the gods." I said, "That's it!" ”