Another round of needles was pricked to the pig, and Song Ci, whose whole body was hollowed out, was taken home by her father to wash and clean, and then fell asleep.

After waking up, the two of them went to the nearby mountains with great interest to go around and hunt for treasures.

The mountain road is rugged, Song Chunan still pushed the bicycle, it is better than carrying his daughter all the way to save some effort, and when he encounters a downhill road, he can also ride it himself.

In early autumn, a bumper harvest is imminent.

The wheat in the field has already been harvested, leaving a row of dwarf stubble, and the ears of wheat are cleanly picked;

The peanut stems and leaves are dark green, dotted with small yellow flowers in the middle, and there is a big secret hidden underneath;

The corn stalks are even more emerald green and straight, and the corn is covered with brown and red tassels, and the expression is like a victorious general.

The large and small fruits on the apple tree are red, green and yellow, and the pears also have yellow-brown Fengshui pears, as well as gourd-shaped green duck pears;

The persimmon tree is full of yellow lantern-like fruits, the red fruits of the hawthorn tree and begonia tree are crowded one after another, and the grapevines are purple, purple and green crystal fruit clusters......

Song Ci's eyes lit up, his mouth was flooded with saliva, and it took a lot of effort to resist sneaking down and eating it.

Song Chunan also told her with confidence:

"Girl, take it easy, don't rush to get it out to eat. Now it's full of people, it's amazing to be caught!"

Song Ci heard a black line.

Look at what her father said, as if she could steal it when no one was around.

As soon as Song Chunan looked at the little eyes of his daughter, he knew that the little guy was not convinced in his stomach again, so he quickly instructed twice:

"You really can't act rashly! When you see the wild fruit that has no owner, you can pick a little and taste it.

It's better to avoid some people, so as not to be sued by the brigade, saying that we occupy their collective property and steal social wool or something. ”

Song Ci saw that her father was walking on thin ice, and she also faced up to the seriousness of this matter, and promised loudly:

"Dad, I remember, don't worry, I won't cause trouble. ”

If the strong dragon doesn't suppress the head snake, the outsiders have to have a well-behaved appearance, she understands.

Song Chunan smiled with relief, saw that there was no one on the side, and leaned into her daughter's ear and said:

"No one is paying attention at this time, you secretly get two grapes for me to taste, the largest and purpleest, the one is ripe and sweet!"

Song Ci tilted his head, full of question marks.

Dad, are you serious?

Song Chun'an slowed down, opened the big pocket under the placket as if looking for something, and waited for the happy fruit to fall from the sky.

Song Ci was speechless.

But it still fulfilled her father's little wish.

Two grape grains, meaningless, should be pecked by the birds.

With two clicks, two large and round purple grape grains fell, and they happened to fall into Song Chun'an's open pocket.

With a smile in his eyes, he rubbed a circle of grapes with a handkerchief in his pocket with one hand, and ate it in his mouth in disguise.

With a gentle bite of your teeth, your mouth is full of sweet grape juice!

He narrowed his eyes pleasantly, wiped the other grape kernel clean, and wrapped it in his hand and stuffed it into his daughter's mouth.

The two men who did bad things felt excited, and they only felt that the grapes in their mouths were sweeter!

But the pulp is delicious, how to deal with the peel and seeds?

Song Chunan said that this is not a problem!

Then Song Ci watched her father chew the things in his mouth, chew it, and swallow it all.

Good teeth!

Song Ci was shocked and wanted to cheer for his father.

It turns out that this is how eating grapes without spitting out grape skins came about.

Song Chunan finished eating by himself, took out the handkerchief with satisfaction, turned over and wiped his mouth.

Then he saw that his daughter also slowly took out her flower handkerchief, put it to her mouth, spit something into it, wrapped it and put it back in her pocket.

Song Chun'an looked pensive, and suddenly felt that the residual taste of the grape skin in his mouth was too astringent, and the grape seeds were also a little strained.

Why does he eat the skin and the seeds? Why can't he just spit it out and wrap it in a handkerchief?

That's a good question.

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