When the minibus entered the mountain, the air conditioner was turned off.

Passengers opened the windows one after another without any instructions, and the wind carrying the rich fragrance of grass and trees ran in, and then ran out through the windows on the other side. It was not as cool as the air conditioner, but it was comfortable and cool to the heart.

The chat box has also been opened.

"It's really hot today. The weather forecast says the maximum temperature will be 40 degrees."

"It's better to be in the mountains. No matter how hot it is, it's cool under the shade of the trees and the wind is cool. But in the city, it's as hot as a steamer. It's hot everywhere."

"No, everything is expensive. If I didn't miss my grandson, I wouldn't go to the city and suffer."

"..."

An old lady was sitting by the window, surrounded by old men in front and behind her. In view of the differences between men and women, she targeted the young girl sitting next to her.

She had already observed it and said confidently: "Daughter, is it summer vacation?"

The young girl looked to be in her early twenties, fresh-faced, and carried two suitcases and a bag. She was definitely a college student who had returned from abroad.

Seeing the other person nodding in acknowledgement, he immediately moved on to the next topic: "How old are you?"

The girl smiled with white teeth: "Graduated."

The aunt originally asked casually, but now she became more energetic: "How many of these orfos did you take?"

The brat in the family also graduated this year. Ofer got a lot, but he was not satisfied with it. Which company was not famous enough and would make his classmates laugh when he went there? What city he was in was a third-tier city and he would be finished for the rest of his life.

She felt that she was just too ambitious and short-handed and deserved to be beaten.

Such a choice is like being an emperor choosing a concubine.

The girl shook her head: "I plan to develop in my hometown and did not participate in the recruitment."

The aunt was stunned for a moment: "Have you arranged a job at home or are you planning to take the exam?"

There are two possibilities for returning to her hometown, especially the latter. In fact, she also wants her son to come back and raise her so big that they can live in separate places. Although the transportation is convenient now, they are still two cities.

I have been arguing about this for a long time. I only have one child to support me in old age.

The son, on the other hand, said that they were breaking his wings that were ready to fly.

The girl's answer was surprising: "No, my house has a forest and I like farming."

There is only one station left ahead - the township terminal.

There are only so many villages in a township.

"You, you are from Yuquan Village, right? Oh, you must be Jinxiu, right?" The aunt realized something and looked carefully for a moment and became excited, "It's really you. I am Aunt Yuhong from the village in front of you. I hugged you when I was a child.

And you, look, you have grown so big in a blink of an eye, you almost didn’t recognize it.”

Yuquan Village is her natal home.

I heard some news when I went back some time ago. The daughter of the old Liang family is about to graduate from college and will not stay in the city. She plans to come back to help the family.

How can I help?

Lao Liang's family has contracted a large area of ​​mountainous area, and like many villagers, they grow cherries, apples, pears and other fruits, but they don't make much money.

Let’s talk about cherries. The market price is 20 to 30 yuan, but the actual purchase price is more than 5 yuan.

Where did the price difference go?

It costs money for fruit sellers to drive trucks all the way there, and the fruit stalls rent electricity and labor, one floor at a time.

As for fruit farmers, after deducting the annual artificial fertilizers, they only earn hard-earned money. If there are natural disasters such as late spring and cold, a year's hard work will be wasted.

Therefore, no matter what era, old farmers cannot change their destiny of relying on nature.

A female college student is stuck in an office in a big city without waiting to return to her hometown. She is exposed to wind and sun every day, and a fairy has to turn into a village girl.

However, graduating from college......

Madam Yuhong's eyes lit up: "Jinxiu, do you have a boyfriend?"

Liang Jinxiu regretted it.

It is extremely difficult to find a wife in rural areas now. Firstly, the male-female ratio was imbalanced due to the preference for boys over girls in the early years. Secondly, young people like city life and their horizons have changed when they lose sight of the big city.

Nowadays, the marriage market in rural areas can no longer accommodate hundreds of families with a girl. Second-married women are all vying to marry, let alone a good-looking female college student like her.

My mother had told her many times on the phone that she had better prepare herself mentally. As soon as the news of her return to her hometown came out, she immediately became a key target of the matchmaker.

The sense of boundaries does not exist in rural areas.

Just as Liang Jinxiu was thinking about how to change the subject, the minibus suddenly came to a sudden stop.

The brakes were so violent that all the people in the car hit their foreheads against the backrests.

Immediately they were not in the mood to chat, and they all angrily asked the driver for trouble.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it." The driver apologized repeatedly and explained, "There were two birds parked in front of me, and I hit them without braking."

It's not unusual to see birds on the road, they usually fly away before cars arrive.

The driver was a kind-hearted person. He pressed the horn several times in succession, but when he saw that the bird was still motionless, he had no choice but to open the door and get out of the car.

Liang Jinxiu jumped down.

With a high temperature of forty degrees, the gravel road is so hot that it can boil an egg half-cooked.

The two birds seemed to be unable to feel it. One had its belly facing upwards, and the other was lying next to it. Its brown-gray tail had inconspicuous yellow-green dark stripes. In the middle of its dark little head, a tuft of white hair was very eye-catching.

It's Pulsatilla.

"This one is dead." The driver walked in and squatted down, gently touching the one with its belly facing upwards - its claws had begun to stiffen.

He looked at the other one and was stunned.

Still alive.

It seemed to be dead, and it was allowed to be picked up by him without any struggle.

Its small black bean-like eyes were full of tears.

Do birds cry?

Many passengers came down to watch the fun, including the Yuhong lady. She turned on her camera and took a video while sighing: "The one who can't be saved, the other one won't survive."

Pulsatilla is common in the mountains. Just like its name, it only loves once in a lifetime. If one mate dies, the other one will never live alone.

And the way he did it was particularly tragic - he flew into the air and fell hard on his head.

If you find a Pulsatilla with a broken head, you will definitely find the body of another one not far away.

This is the first time I have seen someone like this waiting for death.

The atmosphere changed subtly.

Someone sighed softly.

Very few people can meet true love in this life.

Pulsatillas have no legal constraints and do not have the rich emotions of human beings, but they have achieved what most people never do and will remain loyal until death.

The driver gently held it and placed it in the grass on the roadside.

Not every driver will stop like him and may not be able to see it.

The living one remained motionless, its eyes were lifeless, and there was nothing else in the world except its lover. When it found that the body of its lover had moved, it gave a weak cry.

"Don't touch her!"

It's an old male voice.

Only Liang Jinxiu heard it.

Liang Jinxiu turned around and got into the car, came back with her bag, and said warmly to the living one: "There are a lot of rats around here and they will eat your lover. Can I take you home first?"

Aunt Yuhong thought the little girl was kind-hearted and reminded: "Jinxiu, don't look for trouble. The Pulsatilla is a national third-level protected bird and cannot be raised by individuals."

Liang Jinxiu nodded seriously: "I will call the Forestry Bureau."

She encountered a similar situation once when she was in junior high school.

There was a heavy snowfall that winter. When she came home from school, she saw two Pulsatillas clinging closely to each other in the snowdrift on the roadside. They didn't run away when they saw her.

Out of curiosity, I walked over and found that one was stiff and had been dead for who knows how long, while the other one had sad eyes.

She took it home.

The living one didn't eat or drink, and after two days, it followed him away.

She cried for several days.

Now that she can communicate with animals, she wants to try it. Even if she can't save them, she hopes they can leave intact.

After all, everyone was unfamiliar with her, so when she saw what she said, she didn’t try to persuade her again.

Reach the finish line soon.

In July, the orchard was busy, so Liang Jinxiu didn't ask her parents to pick her up. Instead, she and her reluctant Aunt Yuhong added WeChat and got on a tram.

We arrived home in fifteen minutes.
To be continued...