我家住在湘南的一个小镇上,独门独户,有一个很大的院子。院子里有一块很大的荒地,父亲把它开挖出来种上蔬菜,由此,我们兄妹周末就有了一项新的任务——给菜地浇水。我们得守着机井不断地压水,再一桶一桶地提着去浇菜,汗流满面时总要埋怨父亲多事。这年吃上父亲种的西红柿时,市场上的西红柿便宜得论堆卖。压水时我就讥笑父亲愚,领着我们受累。父亲听了也不恼,只一个劲地安慰我们:“自己劳动得来的果实味道肯定不一样的。”还别说,我们家餐餐吃的是时鲜 My family lives in a small town in southern Hunan, a single family, a large yard. There was a large wasteland in the yard and my father dug it out and planted vegetables. As a result, we had a new task for our siblings on weekends - watering the vegetable fields. We have to hold the machine well to constantly pressure water, and then buckets to mention a bucket of watering, sweating always complain about his father’s many things. When eating the kind of tomato that my father kindled this year, the tomatoes on the market are cheap to sell. When I squeezed water, I ridiculed my father, led us to be involved. Father did not irritate, only to keep comforting us: “The taste of the fruits of their own work is certainly not the same.” Do not say that our family meals eat is fresh