Time to live and time to die.

I was born after 70, and spent my childhood in the countryside. My childhood life is unremarkable, just like thousands of peasant children in Qian Qian, Qian Qian. I am hard and happy because I can't finish farm work at home. Happiness is because there is no feeling of homework.

In summer, as soon as the bell rang, we rushed out of the classroom, rushed home, left our schoolbags, took straw bags, pulled up the cart and went to the threshing floor to pull wheat straw. Pulling wheat straw is a very painful thing and requires patience. Most of the time, my hand hurts.

When I get home, I'll take the cow home first. In the countryside, I have to take the cows home before dark. There were many cattle thieves at that time. The second is to pick up cow dung, put it in a basket and pour it into the cesspool. Young people may not know that there were cattle thieves and dung thieves at that time, and they especially like to steal cow dung, which is a great supplement to the field. Almost every household has cows, and some people have several cows. Of course, cattle are raised for farmland, and secondly, cattle are raised for cow dung. The fields with cow dung are particularly fertile, the crops grow gratifying and the outcome is also a bumper harvest.

Then change the water in the grass washing trough, almost every day, especially in summer, the water after washing grass will deteriorate in one day, with yellow color and bad smell. There is no water pump motor, not to mention tap water. You can only press the water once with a well, and then put it into the grass cleaning tank barrel by barrel. Ordinary grass cleaning tanks are all ten barrels of water. My grass washing tub is too big to hold nearly twenty barrels of water. I have always advised my father to replace the grass washing tub with a small one, but my father always laughs it off. I suspect that my father is deliberately targeting me. However, because there is a lot of water, the grass in the big grass washing vat is particularly clean and bright, and cows especially like to eat it. My cow is very obedient, and every time even a little wheat bran is sprinkled, it can eat up the grass. The cattle nearby are very picky about eating grass. Without wheat bran, they don't eat it, and sometimes they get stuck in wire or small stones. If they are light, you should ask a veterinarian to solve them. If they are heavier, their lives will be in danger!

After feeding the cows, it was already dark. I tirelessly returned to the house, lit the kerosene lamp and began to do my homework. My mother will sit next to me and do her homework after cooking. Actually, my mother can't read, but she always likes to sit next to me and watch me do my homework. On summer nights, the weather is very hot. Several times, I asked my mother to go to the yard to enjoy the cool. My mother smiled and insisted on accompanying me with my homework. Although she has no education, my homework is written well and quickly with my mother.

I don't know why, every time I finish my homework, it's almost the time when my father, brother and sister come home from farm work. Before they washed their hands and faces, their mother had put delicious food all over the table. It is said to be a delicious dish, but there is no meat. They are all vegetables grown in our garden: beans, potatoes, eggplant, peppers, tomatoes, cucumbers, wax gourd, pumpkins, four-season plums, gourds, cabbages, radishes and so on. But the whole family tastes twice as delicious. When catching up with the busy farming, in order to dare to live a good life, my father arranged for my mother not to sell eggs these days and keep them at home. This is already a feast for my family. If it is extravagant, my mother will buy some pork oil to eat. In fact, this is the really delicious meal in my family, and it is also the meal that our brothers and sisters are most looking forward to. Sometimes I can eat two or three bowls of lard noodles with a round belly. My sister laughed at me like a frog with a big belly

The memory of childhood is unforgettable.