一艾厚军从县里回到村里时,已经过了晌午。这是坝上的六月份,还没到多雨的时候。坝上多雨的季节在七月。老天的性情谁也说不准,长短是不按庄稼人的意愿来的。返回的一路上,衣服干了湿,湿了干,冷暖了好几次。对于厚军来说,这都是无所谓的,要命的是心里冷。厚军堵得慌。为了这点破事折腾了七八天,脸色看了多少,冷言冷语承受了多少,精力和损失白搭了多少,心里明镜似的。 When Ai Houjun returned to the village from the county, noon had passed. This is the dam in June, when it is not rainy time. Dam on the rainy season in July. God’s personality who also can not say anything, the length is not according to the wishes of the crop to come. Back all the way, the clothes dry wet, dry, warm and cold several times. For the thick army, this is indifferent, to be deadly cold heart. Thick military blocked panic. In order to toss this point broken seven or eight days, how much his face looked, cold language to bear how much, how much energy and loss to take a ride, my heart like mirror.