As soon as he ate breakfast, Liu Qingshan went out with two buckets and other tools.

It's still early.

However, after these days of tempering, Liu Qingshan is not so afraid of the dark night or anything.

After all, the night doesn't swallow people, but lynxes eat people, and wild boars poke their butts.

Therefore, the night is not terrible, what is really terrible should be the large carnivores in the mountains.

Fortunately, Liu Qingshan has now fought against wild boars, and he is not so timid about slightly larger wild animals.

If you do encounter a wild boar or something, just avoid it.

Of course, if you encounter a bobcat, take off your clothes obediently and let yourself die a happy death, so as not to let the fibers of your clothes block the teeth of the big cat and cause yourself unnecessary long pain.

After about two or three hours of walking to the west, the surrounding plantations were gradually replaced by wild trees, and the gray of the sky turned bright blue.

It's a beautiful day again.

It seems that today's harvest will not be less.

Liu Qingshan gradually went deeper into the forest.

In winter, the mountains and forests are still full of trees and flowers.

Among them, I have to praise this cute little flower again.

The encyclopedia says: polyumbel inflorescence, apical, petals pale purple-red to purple-red, rhomboid-obovate, flowering period of May-July, fruiting period of July-September.

There is nothing wrong with the previous sentence describing the shape of the Minoru flower, but the description of the flowering and fruiting period of the Minoru in the second half is not comprehensive enough.

Perhaps, in most places, the flowering period of this plant is indeed from May to July, and the fruiting period is indeed from July to September, but locally, these little cuties are all year round, with flowers and ripening fruits.

Even now, when the winter solstice has passed, these little cuties still break their leaves and bloom with pink-purple 'big flowers'.

Its leaves are small, only the size of a fingernail, so the pink-purple flowers the size of walnuts are not big flowers compared to them.

The leaves are small and dense, and sometimes they are stained with yellow or purple spots on the leaves due to light burning, and some holes left by insects make these dense leaves appear a little 'poor'.

However, although the leaves are poor, the flowers are truly rich. The color of the pink purple is bright and clean, and it is even more pink than a baby's skin.

Probably because it blooms so beautifully, it seems that even the small insects in the mountains can't bear to harm them, so most of the flowers are in full bloom, with only a few broken and dilapidated flowers.

Liu Qingshan stood in front of a slope and stopped.

The slope in front of you is covered with a large area of land.

At first glance, the vast field of Minoru has thick leaves and pink and purple flowers, like a luxurious blanket embellished with purple gemstones.

At this time, the hour is still early, and the dew-stained ground looks more tender, and those who don't know, looking at the flowers in this place, I am afraid that it is a good time for spring and summer to turn over.

After the mountain breeze is moistened by the winter day, it is warm and has the charm of a spring breeze.

The warm wind blew through the forest and towards the huge field in front of me, slowly, lightly, it floated with tight leaves and delicate flowers. There are also small black or reddish-purple fruits about the size of a finger that hide among the leaves, hidden behind the flowers, and dance in the warm wind, wafting a faint fragrance.

This scene suddenly aroused Liu Qingshan's saliva countless times.

Minoru's vitality is so strong that it is everywhere around the village.

But because it is everywhere, it seems that it is cheap, so the mountain people, including Liu Qingshan, generally do not pick it to eat.

If you say that you want to pick it, it is also a matter of childhood.

After growing up, Liu Qingshan really didn't eat Dizhi again.

However, the situation is different here, and the mentality is also different.

Vast mountain forests, verdant trees, warm sunshine, soft breezes, pink and purple flowers, black and red fruits......

Well, the feeling came up, and the saliva followed.

Liu Qingshan hurriedly bent down and picked a few slightly larger fruits, about the size of peanuts, spread them in his palm, blew them, and put them in his mouth.

When you bite into it, there is a hint of sweetness and a hint of astringency, but more of it, it is a taste that pulls on memories - it seems to be the taste of summer.

Summer is the peak fruiting season for Minoru.

When the summer vacation came every year when he was a child, Liu Qingshan had to follow his grandfather or father into the mountains to dig herbs and work.

Sometimes, however, he would be lazy and call his friends to the mountains around the village on a sunny afternoon to find the delicious fruit without climbing trees.

I remember one time, a few friends in the village met together again to go to pick the ground.

Chen Xiaofang's girl followed sneakily, as if she was playing some bad idea.

At that time, older boys were reluctant to play with girls younger than themselves. One is because I think the little girl is too stupid and in the way. Another one is probably the so-called rebellious mentality. obviously thinks people are cute, but he deliberately wants to hate her and tease her.

At that time, Liu Qingshan also felt this way about Chen Xiaofang.

Seeing Chen Xiaofang following behind everyone, Liu Qingshan took his group of brothers, looked back at her in unison, and asked, "Chen Xiaofang, what are you doing with us?"

Chen Xiaofang was only four or five years old at the time, and she hadn't gone to school yet. And Liu Qingshan and a few friends are already big children, and they are little adults who can read and write, of course they don't want to play with this kind of little kid.

Chen Xiaofang looked at a few big brothers and asked in a low voice, "Can I go with you to pick the 'spine line'?"

The ridge line, the name of the local soil.

Because they crawl all over the ridge, as long as time permits, conditions permit, they can climb almost the entire ridge, so the mountaineers named it Ridge Xingzi.

Why not Yamakoko?

You have to ask the mountain people a long, long time ago to find out.

Anyway, it's the name that has been handed down.

"Why did you want to take you there?" the little boss Liu Qingshan said impatiently, "We don't want to take you there, you are a woman, we are a man." ”

As soon as the little boss spoke, the other little brothers hurriedly echoed: "Yes, you are a woman, you should go to play with a woman." ”

When the little boys grew up, they were bullied by their wives at home, probably because of the landmines they planted as children.

Liu Qingshan and the others ignored Chen Xiaofang, and a group of people left with laughter and laughter.

But the little Chen Xiaofang was very persistent and had been following them from afar.

When they arrived at the place where Mrs. Tan fell down later, the mountains and fields made a group of little boys happy, cheered one by one, and immediately ate their hands in pain at the cute little wild fruit.