The mechanized road in the valley was bumpy, and two people sat in the tractor truck. Although there were straw mats under it, over time, people still felt a little seasick as the car bumped and rallied.

The thick fog in the valley gradually dissipated, and the sun was a miserable white disc, hanging in the sky. When the fog gradually disappeared, its light became more and more dazzling and its heat became higher and higher.

From time to time, small pieces of rapeseed fields appeared on both sides of the road. In the green rapeseed fields, pinch of tender yellow appeared, and anxious rapeseed was already blooming. These flowering rapeseeds were generally higher than those around, as if they were emerging, just to compete for this first.

In another week or two, the rapeseed field should be golden and hidden in the green valley. What kind of beautiful scenery should it be?

Zhang Chen was very interested in watching it, and even forgot to feel dizzy. He kept calling Xiao Zhao to look, look, Xiao Zhao glanced at it and muttered, "What's so good about this? I'll look good later."

Zhang Chen didn't know what was good to look like later. Anyway, he thought it was already very good now. If there were painting clips and paints, he would definitely get off the car and draw one first. This kind of tender and translucent yellow and green will have a charm or even sexy look when drawn on the canvas.

In Monet's writing, there are often such green and yellow colors.

The tractor drove forward further, and the mountains on both sides retreated to the back, and the valley slowly turned into a dam. Zhang Chen couldn't help but stand up, put his hand on the front railing of the tractor truck, and looked around excitedly. Xiao Zhao also stood up, looking at Zhang Chen and asked, "Is it good?"

"It's so beautiful!"

They saw that the entire dam was covered with pink peach blossoms. These peach blossoms were planted in the rapeseed field. The peach blossoms were blooming on the top. Because the dam was warmer than outside, the rapeseed flowers also bloomed, turning into pink on the top and golden on the bottom. Zhang Chen felt that such a beautiful scenery could not be described in words, so he could only use a brush.

Unfortunately, he didn't bring anything, so he could only look at it greedily with his eyes, absorb it hard, imprint them all in his mind, return to Hangzhou, and draw them out.

I was about to get home, and Xiao Zhao became excited. The few people I saw on the roadside knew Xiao Zhao, and waved to Xiao Zhao, and Xiao Zhao also waved to them.

My uncle had someone bring a message in yesterday, saying that Xiao Zhao was back, that Xiao Zhao got married, that the new son-in-law was coming to the door on the first day of today, and Xiao Zhao's parents and his younger brothers and sisters were already waiting for them on the roadside. Xiao Zhao saw them from afar, reached out and patted the tractor's shoulder, and shouted to him, and stopped here by the people in front of him.

The tractor was too noisy. If he didn't shout, the tractor operator wouldn't hear it at all. He heard it and nodded vigorously.

Xiao Zhao jumped out of the car and hugged her mother. Her younger brother and sister, who were thirteen or fourteen years old, looked very similar to Xiao Zhao. Her younger brother was about ten years old. One of them was immediately stuck on one side and clamped Xiao Zhao from both sides.

Zhang Chen also got out of the car quickly, bowed to them one by one, and called him dad and mom.

Xiao Zhao's parents looked at Zhang Chen and smiled gently. Xiao Zhao's father looked dark, which looked very similar to the younger version of the father in Luo Zhongli's "Father". When he saw Zhang Chen, he was a little helpless and raised his hand twice, and finally seemed to muster up the courage to reach out and shake hands with Zhang Chen. When he held hands and hands, Zhang Chen was shocked.

My father's hands were covered with calluses, which were thicker than those of workers on the construction site. They were the kind of calluses that were grinding, grinding and long, and piled up layer by layer, so rough that they were a little bit tangled.

My father was a dull and taciturn person at first glance. He carried the load and hung Zhang Chen and Xiao Zhao's luggage on the shoulder pole, carrying it together. Zhang Chen was embarrassed and wanted to carry it on his back. His father only said one thing was long.

Zhang Chen tried it and the heavy feeling passed from his luggage made Zhang Chen know that he could not take the luggage from these hands and had to give up.

Xiao Zhao and his family were more than three miles away from the main road. They walked along the path in the middle of the peach forest toward a valley.

My father carried the load, but walked very lightly, and gradually he threw them away. The road was too narrow and there was no way to walk side by side. My mother walked in front of Xiao Zhao, and Xiao Zhao followed behind her. The two of them were almost shouting and chatting, using four
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