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临近霜降,这是我们朝阳山沟沟里红薯开挖的季节。山坡上、地洼里,红薯地上的藤儿墨绿中略带些褐色,不时有兔子、黄鼠狼从地沿窜过。爸爸妈妈都去山那边的县城打工了,家里就剩下七十多岁的奶奶和我。这个双休日,我和奶奶背着竹背篓和锄头,来到屋后山上的红薯地。我割藤,奶奶挖。割好一大片藤,
Close to the frost, this is the season of the excavation of sweet potatoes in the mountain valleys of Chaoyang. On the hillside and in the mantle, the dark greens on the sweet potato floor are slightly brownish. From time to time, rabbits and weasels rush through the ground. Mom and Dad both went to work in the county town on the other side of the mountain. The grandma and me who were in their seventies were left at home. On this Saturday and Sunday, my grandmother and my grandmother carried bamboo baskets and hoe heads to the sweet potato field on the hill behind the house. I mow the vine and my grandmother digs. Cut a big vine,