Farewell to dreams of passing rivers, thirty-two years ago in the hometown. The red flag rolled up the serf halberd, and the black hand hung the overlord whip. In order to sacrifice, he dared to change the sun and the moon to a new sky. He was happy to see the waves of rice and beans, and the heroes everywhere smoked in the evening. --- "Seven-character · Go to Shaoshan ·***"

When the golden wheat ears were officially announced to be able to enter the warehouse, almost all the staff in Gangcha City were involved in the rolling wave of harvesting barley (barley is a type of barley, also known as barley, and Yuanmai, which is a special type of barley. Because of its inner and outer shells and its grains are exposed, it is called barley. In Tibet and Qinghai, the originally lively Beiwei Army camp, in addition to the corresponding left-behind personnel, almost all the staff were dispatched during this period. Everyone scattered to the Mole River, Kekesai River, Jiangcang River, Shaliu River, Baha Ulan River, Buha River, Hargai River, and Jiermeng River areas to catch barley. Whether men and women are busy from morning to black, even if they are sore and sore in their backs, when they send the ripe barley filled with rice grains to their mouths and chew them, everyone will have a satisfied smile on their faces.

Shaliu River, also known as the Yikwulan River, Mongolian word "Yik" means big, and "Wulan" means red, which means big red river. It is also called Shaliu River because the river valleys are covered with sand willows. Shaliu River is shaped like a torch, with the "five immortals" characteristics of drought and drought, cattle and sheep cannot die if they are chewed, knives and axes cannot die if they are cut, sand and soil cannot die, and waterlogging cannot die if they are buried. Shaliu River, a sand-born shrub, can also have the biological habit of "flat and rejuvenation" like cutting leeks. Shaliu River originated from the highest peak near Gangcha City.

The southern foot of the Sangsza Mountain flows through Gangcha City and pours into Qinghai Lake. The mountains along the river are rolling and the scenery is picturesque. The harvest of barley in Muye District of Shaliu River is directly related to the reserve of reserves for the entire Gangcha City. In recent days, Wu Yonglin almost led his family to accompany everyone near Shaliu River to work and sunset. However, only Wu Yonglin and Wu Ruolan are willing to go to the ground. One of the father and daughter cuts in front, and the other picks up the wheat ears and wheat grains falling from the ground crookedly behind.

The sun is particularly vicious during the autumn harvest days. It is one thing to watch the wheat waves rolling from a distance. It is a different experience when I stand in the wheat waves with a sickle to cut wheat. When I go down to the field, the first thing I come to me is a hot air flow, and sweat can't help but flow down my cheeks. Therefore, a straw hat is one of the essential equipment. In order to prevent heatstroke, a pot of water is often prepared in the field.

"Be good, go back to my mother's place, dad can do it alone." Wu Yonglin said with distress as he looked at the empty bag of water.

Wu Ruolan shook her head stubbornly. Wu Yonglin caressed the colorful hat on her head, glanced at the three women who were shaking around with three fans in the distance, and joined the wheat harvesting action again.

The wheat harvesting this time was divided according to the amount of human heads. Wu Yonglin was the one who was the most miserable. He took the amount of six people alone. Seeing that the wheat field in front of him was still in a daze after working for a day, Wu Yonglin was simply crying without tears. Looking at the white ape that seemed to be sympathetic not far away, Wu Yonglin finally felt a little balanced. Yuan Qixia, Sun Yuying, and Hua Xiulian were also beautiful in the narration, while their men were sweating in the wheat field.

"Master, take a rest and drink a sip of water. Look at you sweating all over." This is the most touching sentence Wu Yonglin heard today. Looking at the charming Yin Lengshuang's white little hands frequently waved to him, Wu Yonglin looked at the increasingly hot sunshine above his head, picked up Wu Ruolan who was following him, and walked towards the pergola built next to a tree on the ridge. In addition to his two wives and Wu Xiaodao who was sleeping in Yue Ling'er's arms, Dan Tai Yuping, there were already a bunch of people sitting around. Some of them were drinking water, some were holding hats to drive away the heat from their bodies, and some were covering their faces with hats and leaning against the shade.

"Be good, this face is red. Listen to your mother, don't follow your father's butt to chase the road." The bowl of water that Yin Lengshuang had already been handed to Wu Yonglin, and it turned out that she just felt sorry for her daughter and called Wu Yonglin over.

Ruolan took a small sip of sweet and clear water, then snatched the bowl from Yin Lengshuang, walked quickly to Wu Yonglin who had just sat on the ground to take a breath, put the bowl of clear water into his hand without hesitation, and said, "Dad, drink it."

"It is better to have fun with everyone than to have fun alone. Otherwise, I will drink half of it first."

"I pushed here for a bowl of water. Those who don't know thought I abused you two fathers and daughters. Lan'er, your father loves to be clean. He never drank the water that others had drunk. He didn't know where he was used to being odorous. He also said something unhygienic." Yin Lengshuang glanced at the father and daughter, handed over another bowl full of water, and put it in Wu Yonglin's hand.

Wu Ruolan took the bowl handed to Wu Yonglin in depressedly and then put it back into her hand. All of this naturally did not escape the eyes of Wu Yonglin and Yin Lengshuang. Wu Yonglin gently patted Yin Lengshuang's leg. After Yin Lengshuang walked away tactfully, Wu Yonglin hugged Wu Ruolan in his arms. Looking at Wu Ruolan who had a small mouth, Wu Yonglin smiled and said, "Dad tell you a story, okay?"

Looking at Wu Ruolan who seemed to be unhappy, Wu Yonglin continued, "There is an uncle who would take out a small piece of paper from his pocket and put it in the stove to burn it. The child in the neighbor's house was puzzled, so he asked the uncle. The uncle told him: 'I burn a piece of paper that contains saliva. When I go out, I will spit it in the paper if I have saliva, and then wrap it in the paper. Then I will take it home and burn it. It can eliminate the little bugs in the saliva and not harm others.' The reason why my father doesn't share a bowl with you is that he is afraid that the little bugs in his mouth will crawl into your belly."

"Hmph, I'm not afraid, I'll step on it to death."

"Then are you afraid of this? It's a tickling bug." Wu Yonglin finished speaking, and his index finger scratched Wu Ruolan's crouching nest. Then Wu Ruolan also used his little hands to retaliate against Wu Yonglin. The two father and daughter who were laughing and laughing became as intimate as before.

"Wu Yonglin is a thousand-killer, don't kiss me in the future. What kind of bug is yours, and it sounds so disgusting."

Wu Yonglin didn't expect that this story was secretly heard by Yin Lengshuang who was hiding behind her. For a moment, one head was two big, but it was completely unharmed. He was too particular about the cleansing of his mouth. He had a sudden inspiration and said to Yin Lengshuang: "Don't worry, salt water can kill those little bugs, and every time I rinse my mouth with salt water before going to bed, it is clean and non-toxic, so use it with confidence."

"Who believes you, you go to the next bed next door for a while."

"I can't find it."
Chapter completed!