Zhang Yu took two quick steps forward and wanted to take the hoe from Grandpa Xie: "Grandpa, I'll do it."
Grandpa Xie turned sideways and avoided his outstretched hand.
"Stop occupying your hands. This is all that's left. I'll be done with the hoeing in just one more squint."
After that, he looked at the weeds on the ground and sighed.
"It's so dry this year that no grass can grow in the ground."
Seeing that Grandpa Xie was the only one on the private plot, Zhang Yu asked casually: "Where are uncle and the others?"
Speaking of this, Grandpa Xie became even more worried: "They went to the fields."
Cao Cao was about to arrive. Grandpa Xie and Zhang Yu had just talked about Uncle Xie and the others, and the next moment they heard Uncle Xie and the others shouting.
"Dad, how's the work in the garden going? Why don't we go back first? It'll be time to start work soon."
Grandpa Xie stopped what he was doing, straightened his back, looked at the few weeds in front of him, exhaled and said, forget it, no more hoeing.
"Let's go, Xiaoyu, let's go back first."
Zhang Yu wanted to reach out and help Xie Grandpa.
Seeing this, Grandpa Xie finally showed a smile on his face. He waved his hands and said angrily: "No, I'm in good health. I'll go on my own!"
After that, he walked in front with a smile.
Following a few people, Zhang Yu heard Grandpa Xie asking Uncle Xie how they were doing in the fields now.
Uncle Xie lowered his head, his voice full of helplessness.
Although he lived a good life with no worries about food and drink, and was surrounded by servants, he had been taking refuge here for many years.
If we say that in the beginning, in order not to attract attention and create the illusion of having no money, I went to work in the fields.
So now I am used to it, and after so many years I have become a farming veteran.
On the contrary, every time I recall my youth, there is always a subtle sense of confusion.
It has been too long, as if it was a lifetime ago. Sometimes he wonders if he really lives such a carefree life, or is everything just his imagination?
However, now that he is accompanied by his parents and surrounded by his wife and children, Xie Zhiyuan is already very content with his current life.
I just occasionally think back to the time when I felt relaxed and comfortable, and the life that I didn't think was quite luxurious now.
But then I thought about how many friends stayed in that time forever, he was still alive, and the whole family was still alive, and I felt that there was nothing attractive about that kind of life.
He had already enjoyed everything he should enjoy when he was young. Compared to those things, his family was more important to him.
Although he lives far away in the Northeast, he is not completely ignorant of the news in Beijing.
Apart from anything else, at least the only bloodline left by his sister, his only eldest nephew, is still in Beijing.
Although he knew that the people in his sister's husband's family were kind to his eldest nephew, how could that compare to his own upbringing? After learning that his sister's brother-in-law passed away, he once wanted to take his eldest nephew over.
I just think it would be better for my eldest nephew to be with the other party. Over there, he has a clean identity, can develop as he pleases, and can be protected from hardships under the protection of his family.
But if you follow yourself, you can only live in a corner for safety.
Although in Beijing, the eldest nephew can also choose not to make progress and live a small life of his own under the protection of his family.
But there is a difference between choosing on your own and being forced to choose.
And looking at the things that my eldest nephew has done, I know that he is a person with great ambitions. Even if such a person wants to live in a corner, there will always be something pushing him forward.
On the other hand, Uncle Xie still feels a little guilty.
After the death of my younger sister's husband, my parents were devastated and fell ill one after another, especially my father. At that time, several doctors had already issued a critical illness notice, and he and the second son really couldn't spare the time to go to Beijing to accompany their nephew.
During that time, the family was so busy that sometimes they couldn't even take the time to make a phone call.
The family was divided into two groups. He and the second child went to take care of his biological father, while the daughter-in-law and sister-in-law took care of their mother, who was less ill.
This is not even the most burning thing. The most burning thing is that the old couple had to find ways to hide the fact that the other was sick.
Although they didn't hide it in the end, they were racking their brains during that time.
The capital city also knew about their situation, so they didn't dare to notify them of many things.
After this incident, Xie Zhiyuan was also shocked when he learned that his eldest nephew was pushed down and fell into a coma for a time.
If it hadn't been for the news from Jingshi that the child was well, he would have gone to Jingshi to see it with his own eyes.
But no matter what, my nephew was at a critical moment during that time, and those closest to him did not offer any help or even a trace of companionship.
Xie Zhiyuan has always felt a little guilty about this.
Fortunately, my eldest nephew didn't have any grudges in his heart.
"What are you thinking about? Is the situation in the field really bad?"
Seeing that his eldest son remained silent, Grandpa Xie became a little anxious.
Compared to his two sons, having enjoyed a prosperous life for half his life, it was more difficult for him to accept this gap at first.
It's just that he is the head of the family and the backbone of the family, so he must set an example for several children.
He was not used to it when he first went to the fields, but after so many years, he gradually integrated into the local area and learned to regard the land as his lifeblood.
Although they have more confidence than ordinary farmers, on the surface, whether it is food, clothing, housing, transportation, or other things, they are not much different from ordinary local farmers.
Of course, except for the love of cleanliness.
Xie Zhiyuan came back from his memories, thought of the crops in the field, and sighed: "It's still the same, the weather is too dry, and it's the time for seedlings to grow now. There have been two light rains since sowing, and even the ground has not been wet. We have
The village is located downstream of the river, and the people from the Tugouzi Brigade built an earthen dam on it to cut off the water. Now that the river has dried up, the crops are all irrigated by water carried from the entrance of the village.
But that little water is not enough. I looked at the acres of crops that I watered the day before yesterday, and today the soil is all dry, so there is still some moisture underneath."
Uncle Xie also sighed: "I don't think this year's crops will be successful."
Finally, he lowered his voice and said: "We'd better make preparations early this year and get this food in advance. I'll tell the captain and ask him to remind the villagers privately."
Grandpa Xie nodded: "I'll go talk to the Xie family here."
In fact, even if they didn't remind them, the old people in the village had noticed that this year's situation was not right, and had already begun to deliberately reduce the portions of each meal.
If everyone used to think that the elderly in the family were stingy, but after those three years and watching many families fall apart, everyone now understands the elderly.
I have nothing against the elderly's practice of controlling their food intake.
He even secretly told his children to dig more wild vegetables recently.
