Pu pu de chai huo

In the eyes of many people, firewood is the most important thing for rural people. However, in my mother's days, for a few years, I really worked hard and had good intentions. Now it sounds really incredible. Farmers work hard for firewood, but in fact, in just a few years, farmers' thirst for firewood is no less than their thirst for food. They did their best.

In the early 1990s, life seemed to lose all its breath without firewood. Cooking with water, cooking soup and medicine, cooking pig food early in the morning and heating at night all need firewood ... The smoke rising in the morning is the breath of life. When the smoke rose, everything began to wake up.

Mother's firewood is piled up in the corner not far from the door, and the firewood pile is neat. At that time, people were envious of the high woodpile. After all, no family can live without it.

At that time, the power supply was not as good as that of every village, and the wire maintenance was not as fast as it is now. Therefore, a little wind and rain will break the line, or the telephone pole will collapse, or even the clod of a village opposite the door will suddenly collapse, which will also affect the power supply of the village. At this time, the candles in the drawer or the diesel oil hidden in the hidden corner will be taken out, and the weak candlelight only proves that there is light. The darkness is not so dark, but the diesel lamp is a thick smoke on the flame, which seems to melt in the darkness after it is lit. The smell of diesel oil in the room is dissolved by the satisfaction brought by bright flames in the dark. What about electricity?

At that time, electricity supported several 65,438+05-watt light bulbs. Under the orange light, we have to worry about whether there are too many light bulbs, which will lead to insufficient power, burning out light bulbs, or unstable voltage, so it will be very pleasant to simply put them in the back for playback. In such an environment with poor lighting experience, cultivators probably never thought that life would change so much in the next twenty years.

A biogas rice cooker for cooking, a rice cooker for cooking, an induction cooker next to it, rice fish fried in a cauldron burning firewood, a woodshed full of firewood ... that was the last time I went back to my uncle's house to see the scene. When my mother worked hard as firewood, she probably didn't think that there would be so many ways to realize the process of food from raw to cooked in the future. Of course, the most crucial point is that farmers really don't have to work hard for firewood.

Going up the mountain to cut wood, these four words, whether in the past or now, are ordinary four words, without any taboo. In the years when my mother went up the mountain to cut firewood, these four words were an urgent thing for the cultivators, but they were also cursed and condemned by many people. Forest fire prevention related personnel have arranged a lot of manpower for this purpose. It was a transitional period before and after the expansion of forest protection operations. Woodmen were stealing and forest guards were guarding and patrolling.

Usually, chopping wood on the mountain is arranged in the idle period after the autumn harvest and before the spring harvest, that is, before and after the Spring Festival. During that time, farmers don't have to spend too much time in the fields, because in this season, the crops planted in the fields have nothing to do with what people eat and drink in a year, so it is no problem to relax a little.

After winter, the cold becomes more and more serious. At that time, the adults cut firewood, and the children followed to pick up some small pieces of firewood as kindling. First, people cut wood, from big to small, and finally they didn't even let go of their thick wrists. Later, they also cut a knot, that is, a tree knot buried in the soil, and they also cut it home. At that time, how crazy people were cutting firewood, you can know how strong people's demand for firewood was, and of course, you can completely see how unsightly the forest was destroyed. Those who can foresee the future will condemn how fierce and annoying the current chopping wood is. How brilliant it looks to go up the mountain to cut wood now, and how terrible it was then.

Children will naturally regard this behavior as extremely clever and interesting. After all, it is a new world to leave the farmland and go to the mountains. In winter, the gentian flowers are blooming brightly and covered with frost. I feel a little reluctant to touch them. Then I took the basket around the knot that I don't know who cut down and picked up some fine pieces. This kind of broken wood residue is really nothing in a family firewood. When lit, it will end in a swishing flame. Even before the iron pot at the top was hot, the fragments had turned to carbon ash and lay quietly at the bottom of the furnace. But what is this? The cultivators still take their children up the mountain together, and it seems that they can complete the process of chopping wood together. Being able to go back and forth independently is also an exercise and a skill.

After New Year's Eve, the primrose blossoms, and the colors of the whole mountain are much richer. The children are still walking along the mountain. At that time, camellias, primroses and gentians had no frost residue in winter, and it was not so cold to pick them at will.

Probably this kind of exercise that followed my parents to the mountains since I was a child. The school arranges students to pull firewood up the mountain once every two weeks in order to finish it on time and in quantity. Students above grade three have to go up the mountain to pull firewood to meet the needs of the school canteen. This is a task, but also an outdoor activity, probably because of this frequent and repeated contact with mountains, children's bones and muscles are very good, and few of them break their arms and legs when running and jumping.

Mother has always been a member of the firewood cutting team. After strict control, they secretly cut it several times. The last time, they were caught red-handed by the ranger and confiscated a quick and easy-to-use left-handed broadsword. That day, she went home empty-handed and spent the afternoon in bed. In that case, she thought it over and couldn't cut wood, so she had to reduce the use of firewood. First of all, once a day, cooking pig food is cancelled, and the children are very happy. It really takes a lot of time to arrange cooking at home and make pig food in the morning. Hard firewood can't burn the water in the cauldron. It's really a headache and I'm worried. It's just that pigs have never eaten cooked food since then. Everything comes easily, liberating children and suffering pigs. Secondly, if you can't cut firewood, you have to have your own firewood to cut, because it is unrealistic to not use firewood at all in the short term.

It is a tradition of the school to study at night in the third grade.

At the end of the evening self-study, the children walked home with flashlights, talking and laughing all the way. My mother stopped me halfway and said that I would take you to visit relatives. Visiting relatives at night doesn't sound like this, but my mother said so, so I followed.

Everyone knows a family, but when it comes to relatives, children really don't have that many concepts, except cousins, cousins and others. Adults say they are relatives, so they just regard her as relatives.

My mother lived in that house for a long time, and I overheard some things about saplings, but the child really didn't undertake anything in his life, and he didn't consider anything, so he didn't extract information from the conversation between his mother and his host family for the host family to discuss.

The night passed quickly, and it was almost 9: 30. My mother couldn't put it off any longer. I disturbed you gently for a while. Please, thank you, and then I hurried out

On the way home, it was dark and there were no passers-by. At this time, she suddenly raised her score and said loudly, I'm going to buy saplings today. In the future, I can plant my own forest. When I grow up, I don't have to worry about firewood every day like me.

Probably in my mother's life, the consideration and preparation for her future life are to make up for all the problems she can think of in her current life. It seems that this is the best consideration and preparation for her children's future life.

The relative we went to was responsible for the cultivation of saplings returning farmland to forests. The purpose of my mother's visit is naturally to let her sell some thin or redundant saplings in the corner of her host's house. After more than an hour of conversation, it was obvious that the host family agreed, but in fact, the host family agreed to her mother's request only for the number and survival rate of saplings. The end result is that after returning farmland to forests, many saplings are left, that is to say, many people get some fresh saplings without blowing off the dust. On the contrary, my mother spent a lot of time and money on it. Finally, she responded that the saplings bought for free are really different, and the survival rate is much better than others, and I really just heard her say these words. I don't know if the saplings bought are really better than those bought for free. After all, after each seedling is transplanted, she has spent a lot of thoughts on it, and even the seedlings bought for free will grow well.

Those bought saplings are planted in the ground, and when they grow up, they wrap the whole farmland tightly to form an outline. In addition, she planted saplings in a wasteland, and the shovel protection of saplings in the first two years was basically the same as that of geographical crops.

The sapling is eucalyptus, which grows very fast. When they grow up, they can sell their leaves to people who specialize in baking eucalyptus oil. In this way, the leaves are sold and the branches can be used as firewood after pruning. It's killing two birds with one stone. It's just that eucalyptus is extremely destructive to the land. Where eucalyptus is located, almost all the soil nutrients reached by the roots are absorbed, and no crops will have a good harvest. After solving the problem of firewood, my mother seems to have relaxed a lot, but at the same time she is bold. After all, everyone in life often thinks of the problems that will appear in the future when solving the problems in current life. I always feel that my mother has gone too far to plan ahead. However, the only thing she was not prepared for was what would happen if she got sick, what she wanted and what she needed, so she was caught off guard and lost the courage to solve problems and dilemmas, so on the other hand, she emphasized the preparations she had made, for example, it doesn't matter if she didn't study well, the land changed when she came home, and crops can be planted through fertilization and maintenance in recent years, and it doesn't matter if you grow up and firewood. Don't worry that there is no firewood to burn ... She is using her "it doesn't matter" to pass on her accumulated courage to the person she wants to pass on, and simply put down her immediate predicament.

What my mother probably didn't expect was that trees would grow to be indestructible and people could grow into people you don't know. Life will become almost unrecognizable one day. In those days when they were worried about firewood every day, flue-cured tobacco trees were taken home as firewood, corn bones were stuffed into the stove chamber, and kerosene had to be prepared from time to time to deal with power outages ... Now, in the kitchen of the cultivators, except for the induction cooker, electric oven and biogas stove ... in the living room.

Trees don't need to grow for firewood, and people don't need to plant for firewood.

Trees are tall, people are short, every tree planted grows in the sky, and everyone born grows in the soil.