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Green trees surround the village.
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Live a life of blandness.
The beautiful White River, my hometown, the land is fertile, the trees are verdant, the men and women weave, a peaceful faction. Many fruit trees are suitable for growing here, and the White River has apricots, pears, peaches, dates, apples, red flowers, persimmons, plums, pomegranates, grapes and so on. In the early fifties, there was no primary cooperative, and it was still a production system of one family working alone. Almost every house in Baihe has apricot trees, and there are many varieties of apricots: there are large, small, sweet, sour, red, yellow, white, and apricot cores that are not bitter, and there are all kinds.
In the middle of our family's northland, there is a big apricot tree, but it is thick, I am six years old, I need three children to hold it, since I can remember, there is this big apricot tree, I don't know who planted it, I don't know when I planted it. My family's apricot, not big nor small, when cooked, the yang side is red, the yin side is yellow, people gave it a nice name, called Guan Ye face apricot, open the dry bowl away from the core, good taste, sweet and noodles.
There are a few jujube trees at the north end of the land, and the rest of the land is planted with pumpkins, carobs, cucumbers, beans, melons and watermelons.
In the spring, before the apricot tree germinates, go around the almond tree seven or eight feet away, dig a circle of ditches, have a shovel deep, water the rice, and then bury the soil, which is to fertilize the almond tree, and after a few days, the almond tree blooms, the bees buzz, the leaves grow out, the apricot blossoms fail, and the green apricots are full of branches.
Grandpa is planting melons and vegetables in the open space on both sides, my grandfather is a master of planting melons, the melons planted by his old man are particularly sweet, in fact, there is no trick, that is, when Grandpa planted melons, the bottom fat was enough.
Green apricots are like this every day, slowly growing up, green apricots are very sour, can sour teeth. When the wheat is harvested, that is, at the end of April, the apricots will gradually ripen, we will put the ground under the tree, with a hoe, afraid that the ripe apricots will fall and break, a breeze blows, it will click and fall a few ripe apricots, and the apricots that fall down are naturally ripe, especially delicious, which cannot be bought in the market. When the apricot nine on the tree were ripe, the whole family went into battle, plucked more than a thousand catties, and the uncle drove the ox cart and transported it to the village in the north, which was twenty or thirty miles away, and there was no apricot tree to sell, shouting: "Apricots!" Apricot! (Don't shout "Sell apricots!") In fact, it is not selling, or the original way of trading, bartering, at that time the festival has just finished harvesting wheat, every family has wheat, with a liter of wheat in exchange for two liters of apricots, because, our family's apricots are beautiful and delicious, so, the change is particularly fast, the uncle is busy without stopping, about an hour, a car of apricots will be replaced. There were also villagers who took wheat and could not exchange for apricots, and they were not happy. My uncle comforted me, "Dude, you can eat a day late, and I'll come back tomorrow." My uncle drove the ox cart and happily set out on his way home. In fact, my old cow also knows the way home, why does the book only say that the old cattle can bear hardships and stand hard work, but there is no old cow that knows the way? Out of the village, my uncle sat in the car, took out the small cigarette bag that was hanging in his waist, put a bag of cigarettes on it, and the old cow did not need a whip and went straight to Baihe's home. The ox cart came to the door of the house, Brother Juncan was busy with the wheat, and then gave the cow water, put the rope on the neck of the cow, the old cow himself went to the circle, Brother Juncan had already cleaned the cattle pen, cushioned with new sand, and then the grandfather fed the cow.
Tomorrow I will continue to pick apricots for apricots, and I will sell them for a total of four days. At that time, I was young, I had not yet gone to school, and I did not know how to count. Brother Juncan was in the sixth grade of elementary school, and he carefully counted the number of baskets, and finally, Brother Juncan announced: "Our family's apricot trees have a total of 40 picks of apricots this year." A pick is about 100 pounds, that is 4,000 pounds, which can be exchanged for about 2,000 pounds of wheat. You see, our family's apricot tree is not a small credit!
Time is hurried, more than 60 years have passed, and now I hear that the big almond tree is gone, I am very nostalgic for the big almond tree in our family, I often dream, and I can still see this big apricot tree in my family in my dream.