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"Old cousin, the cherries are too sour!" I looked at the old cousin in pain.
"Oh, I should have eaten less!" said the old cousin regretfully.
At first taste, the cherries are delicious and juicy, but once you eat too much, the unknowingly accumulated sour taste bursts out, and the teeth are so sour that they soften.
"Zhang Jun, let's go! Pick mulberries (mulberries)!" Ren Lei poked his head out from the back door and said winkingly.
"Go! I'll be here soon!" The old cousin straightened his expression, took a sip of cold water to rinse his mouth, picked up a pocket, and was about to go out.
"Old Cousin, where can I pick sang porridge?" I went out with a plastic bag in my hand.
"Let's go! I'll take you to Heipi today! You'll find out later, it's very close!" Generally speaking, when an old cousin says this, I will have a very distant feeling in conditioned reflex, and I don't know why.
Sure enough, after walking for ten minutes, the few of us arrived at the very close place that the old watch said.
Around the open space, sweet potatoes are planted, and the vines are growing very well.
On one side of the open space full of sweet potato vines, there is a mulberry tree as thick as a head. The tree is seven or eight meters high, with a lush canopy, and black and red sangbao are hung between the green leaves.
A lot of sangballs also fell on the ground, some were intact, some were broken directly, and the black juice splashed and invaded the soil.
"Zhang Jun, you are here!" Zhang Mingming and Zhang Jiajia walked over from the other side, still holding bags in their hands.
"Zhang Mingming, have you been here for a long time?" the old cousin asked.
"We are always here!" As a native of the hospital, Zhang Mingming has the qualifications to say this.
The mulberry tree is less than ten meters away from his house, maybe it is his tree!
"Have you ever climbed it?" The old cousin looked up at the tree, as if he was testing.
"It's so high, how can I climb it! Do you want to try?" Zhang Mingming stared at the old watch, as if he was not sure about the real meaning of the old watch's words.
"Hehe!" The old cousin snorted coldly, pushed Zhang Jiajia away from the tree, opened his hands, spat three mouthfuls, and then rubbed his palms together.
Raising his forehead and staring at the crown of the tree, the old watch raised his trousers, hugged the tree trunk with both hands, jumped up, pinched the tree trunk with his feet, and arched his back like a cooked prawn.
The old watch moved up bit by bit, climbing very slowly but steadily.
Every time the hands move, they can only move up a few centimeters. If the same height is replaced by a smaller tree, the old watch should have reached the top.
The old watch stopped and looked around at the scenery.
The so-called high places are too cold and lonely, maybe the old cousins ??now can understand it better?
Standing higher than the house, like a bird, staying in the air, welcoming the baptism of the wind, and hearing the chirping of the birds, seems really comfortable.
"Zhang Jun, do you have no strength to climb up? If you can't, just come down~" Zhang Mingming joked.
"That's right, Brother Jun, come down if you can't do it!" Zhang Jiajia worried, as if thinking that the old cousin might lose his strength and fall down at any time.
The old cousin gritted his teeth and continued to go up.
My mood also became worried as the old watch continued to rise.
At this height, if one accidentally falls
However, the nervousness is obviously superfluous. The old watch has climbed to the branch of the tree at this moment, and finally has a place to stay!
"Zhang Mingming, bring the pole. I'll knock down the sang pao'er, just pick it up carefully." The old cousin said.
Zhang Mingming picked up the bamboo pole and handed it to the old cousin, his eyes full of expectation.
The feeling that Sang Pao'er can see but not eat is really uncomfortable!
The old cousin took the bamboo pole and gave me a slight look, which I understood immediately.
The old watch aimed at a thick branch, raised the bamboo pole, swung it down vigorously, and hit the branch with a bang, "»©»©~", Sang Pao'er fell like hail.
"Hurry up and pick it up!~ Hurry up and pick it up!" Zhang Mingming yelled and ran to the place where Sang Paoer fell, signaling Zhang Jiajia to run there too.
At this moment, I have already stood here, calmly opening the pockets I have prepared.
By the time the first wave of sang puffs fell, one-third of the fruit had already entered my pocket.
When they came, I pretended to pick them up hard and hid my pockets behind me, lest they would be stimulated by my harvest.
Picking up a mulberry fruit, the fingernail-sized fruit is ripe, dark in color, with wonderful lines, and a short tail connected to the fruit.
Grab Sangpao's green tail and squeeze the fruitPut it into the mouth, bite down, and the dark flesh of the fruit explodes instantly.
The mouthfeel is similar to cherries, tender and juicy, and the sense of satisfaction comes to my heart instantly.
"It's so sweet!" Zhang Jiajia said with a smile.
This guy is really in a hurry! The mulberry juice is the color of ink. After bursting, it is applied between the teeth and on the lips. When you smile, the dark teeth are exposed, which is ugly!
"Old cousin, continue!" I shouted up.
With a look and a hint, the old cousin instantly understood what I meant, turned the bamboo pole, and signaled me to move aside with his eyes. When I just arrived at the bottom of the area, the bamboo pole that the old watch had prepared had already fallen.
"Huh, huh, huh!" Sang Pao'er was like a torrential rain, and at the same time that it all fell, Zhang Mingming and the others moved to this area again
After the branches were knocked round after round, Sang Pao'er had almost fallen off.
The pocket next to me is already half full, and it weighs three to four catties!
As for the other few people, each of them held a handful of sang pao in their hands, maybe one or two taels, and the rest all went into their stomachs.
The old cousin dropped the bamboo pole and slowly slid down the tree trunk.
"Old cousin, can you eat sang pao?" I asked.
After all, the old watch has been busy on it, so he probably didn¡¯t eat much, right?
The old cousin didn't speak, just grinned at me.
That row of big dark teeth seemed to prove something. It seems that the old cousin did not eat less, and my worries will appear superfluous.
"Old cousin, let's go back!" The old cousin signaled me to go home first with his eyes.
Then, Ren Lei hurriedly followed.
Zhang Mingming and Zhang Mingming seemed to be quite satisfied with today's record, and they disappeared into the corner with bamboo poles on their shoulders.
"I see you picked up a lot." The old cousin said.
So, I turned sideways and took the sang pao bag hidden behind me to my front, and handed it to the old cousin.
"So many!" The sight in front of him seemed to have shocked the old watch, half a bag of sang pao was dark and shiny.
I am very satisfied with the performance of the old watch. Of course, this is also a recognition of my work. If I feel that there are fewer sampoes, doesn't it mean that my work is not up to the mark?
Sang Pao'er was divided into three parts, and my cousin and I each got a big one.
The smaller one was given to Ren Lei.
Although he also picked up some, but because he took the initiative to call us, we should share some with him.
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