In the summer of 1990, five-year-old Lin Xiaohu was trampled on by the village chief's son and his sister's dowry money mixed with blood seeped into the wheat fields in northern Jiangsu. On New Year's Eve in 2000, he squeezed onto the southbound train with wheat seeds he had hidden away for twenty years, and Beyond's "Broader Seas and Sky" played on the leaky Walkman.
When the moonlight in Shenzhen soaked into the iron frame bed of the electronics factory, he tagged the smuggled MP3 player and redeemed himself in the SARS isatis bubble. On the rainy night of the Wenchuan earthquake in 2008, the "Lingningda" logistics truck drove over the aftershocks to deliver supplies. The rearview mirror reflected the wheat straw shed in my hometown that was crushed by snow. At the birthday party of the twin sons in 2019, the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Xiangmi Lake mansion reflected the Diwang Building, but the inner pockets of the suits carried wheatgrass from their hometown.
The night the 2020 lockdown cut off orders for millions of masks, the disgust in the corner of my wife's eyes was sharper than the bankruptcy notice. The forty-year-old man was delivering food with his son. When he fell into a construction hole in a heavy rain, the sound of the children using code to calculate the delivery route was very similar to the sound of wheat waves when his sister was being driven north by a tractor twenty years ago.
When community group buying orders flood into second-hand electric cars, the rusty Walkman turns again - the singing voice that was interrupted at Shenzhen Station thirty years ago is being resurrected from the code scanning gun at the Cainiao Station in the urban village. From grain station scales to smart logistics ports, this weed uprooted by the hurricane of the times has finally grown new roots in the concrete cracks. On the day the twins were admitted to Shenzhen University, the logistics station renovated from the wheat field in their hometown was rumbling. The wheat seeds their father had hidden back then had grown into fourth-generation ears next to the rails.
