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Chapter 25
"Dajjy! Look!"
While I was deep in thought, my daughter shouted and pointed out the window. I turned to the window and saw the vast rice and corn fields.
There were fields on both sides of the street. They were almost boundless, except for a few trees and "Kubo" houses.
Kubo are indigenous houses in the Philippines. They are made of wood, bamboo, and nipa grass. I can say that they are a unique type of house.
"Dajjy! The fields are so wide!"
Sophia was fascinated as she looked at the rice fields.
Is this the old Dagupan before the year 2000?
I asked, knowing that this landscape will disappear. Most of the farmland will be turned into subdivisions. What I'm seeing now is a piece of history, I guess.
Especially the lands next to the national highway. They would turn into buildings and infrastructure. This natural scene would be gone, and I inadvertently sighed.
"We're here."
My wife murmured and smiled. This was where she grew up. I could see the happiness in her eyes as the tears gathered. Maybe she really loves her hometown.
"Dagupan."
The bus conductor said, stopping in front of a waiting shed.
My wife signaled that it was time to get off the bus.
Using my strength, I easily carried the bags and got off the bus. My wife and children followed me. The bus moved again and gradually disappeared.
Now our family was left alone in the middle of the road, surrounded by rice and corn fields.
"Mommy, is this where our food came from?"
Sophia asked her mother. She was still amazed at the scenery.
"Yes, baby, that's why you need to be thankful for the food you eat. The farmers work hard to provide it for you."
"Wow..."
Penelope and I chuckled when we saw Sophia's expression.
"..."
As for Roman, he was quietly looking at the field. He saw some farmers helping a buffalo to plow the field.
Tractors are expensive and poor farmers prefer to use buffaloes to plow the land. Besides, these farmers are plowing a small plot of land, so it's probably not a problem.
The buffalo are the most economical animals on the land. You can ride them, you can eat them, and you can use them for farming.
"..."
Roman is not used to seeing a real buffalo.
"Mom, are we going to help them?"
Roman asked a silly question. He felt bad for the farmers who work so hard. After hearing that what we eat comes from the farmers, he wanted to show his gratitude.
Unfortunately, I know the answer.
Of course not, your mother is used to household chores, but plowing the land is exhausting.
"Mom?"
Roman asked curiously, but with no hope of an answer. Penelope would probably disagree.
I shook my head too.
"Maybe we can help them."
"Huh?"
I was stunned by what I heard. I turned to Penelope who was looking at the farmers. It seemed she was not joking.
Honey! What are you talking about? It's a hard job to plow the land! Can't you see they're wearing rubber boots and straw hats?
Then I realized one thing, my wife comes from a family of farmers. She probably experienced the hard life of working on the farm.
Penelope smiled, remembering the past.
"But not today, of course. Once we get to your grandparents' house, we can help them with the farming."
She smiled and I sighed with relief.
Thank God.
Am I a coward for being afraid of farm work? No.
I took an Energy Pill and I'm confident in my strength. But I don't want to see my children doing hard work. I would rather work ten times harder than see my children panting and tired.
Sophia and Roman will probably play around instead of helping, they are children after all.
"Honey, when do you think brother will arrive?"
"I texted him ten minutes ago, I'm sure he'll be here."
Actually, there was a city 2 kilometers ahead of this waiting shed. However, our destination was not the city but the countryside.
There was a road that would take us to the countryside. It was a small road and only two vehicles could fit on it at the same time.
Beep beep!
Just as we expected, a honking sound greeted us. A man with short pink hair got out of the tricycle and greeted us.
"Penelope!"
"Brother Simeon!"
My wife ran to hug her brother. They were both happy to see each other. Penelope even wiped away her tears. She really missed this place and her family.
"Roman, how are you? You are growing into a handsome boy."
"Uncle."
Simeon stroked his hair and Roman nodded. He still remembered his uncle.
"And Keith. You look old, haha."
"I didn't have time to shave my beard. Good to see you again."
"Me too!"
We shook hands and laughed.
"..."
As for my daughter...
Sophia looked at her uncle with confusion and shyness. After all, she didn't know him.
"Brother, this is my daughter. Sophia Castillo."
Penelope introduced Sophia.
"I see. She looks just like you. Hi Sophia, I'm your uncle. You can call me Uncle Simeon."
He held out his hand and Sophia reluctantly mano'ed it.
"Hello, Uncle..."
"Haha. She is just like you when you were young."
He laughed. I guess he was surprised. Almost as if he traveled into the past and saw a young Penelope.
"Well, let's talk on the way."
"Thank you, brother."
We got into the tricycle. The tricycle took a left turn to reach the countryside.
Then we can clearly see the rice paddies and crops because they are close to the road. Our eyes watched the vast green land and were amazed by it.
Even the birds are singing.
"Look, woah!"
I immediately looked at Sophia whose eyes were shining with joy. She was pointing at something.
At first, I thought she was pointing at the river that ran alongside the road. I quickly turned around to see that there was nothing there... Ah.
She was pointing to the sky, where a beautiful rainbow was shining in the clear blue sky.
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