[Add more to the empty boss 13/13]

After the black berry changed from a small wild fruit that no one cared about to a valuable healthy wild fruit, the black berry in the mountains suffered inhuman torture.

As we all know, most of the grape plants are climbing vines, and the same is true for the blackberry.

Wild blackberries are a bit more difficult to grow than grown grapes.

Not only do they have to compete with the wild plants around them for nutrients and sunlight, but they also have to rely on their own strength to cling to the big trees, and little by little they climb to the top of the tree.

It often takes years, sometimes a decade, for a small wild raspberry to grow from a small plant and overtake the surrounding plants, and then climb to the canopy of a large tree.

And some of the more unlucky blackberries, because they chose the wrong place to grow, there are no big trees around, so they can only cling to the shrubs. These berries tend to have too many foliage, poor ventilation, blocked sunlight, or damage by large reptiles because they don't have tall climbers.

As a result, it is very likely that they have grown for more than ten years, but they still maintain the same appearance as they were when they were a few years old, and the crown width cannot be expanded.

Therefore, the blackberry that climbs the big tree is lucky.

The big tree has a big heart and doesn't mind this little vine clinging to its branches to climb upwards.

The tree provides climbing conditions for the blackberry, and the blackberry uses its delicious fruit to attract more birds to the tree, and the birds will help the tree to clear all kinds of pests when they eat the blackberry fruit.

And so, these delicate blackberries and tall trees became close friends.

Day after day, they snuggled up to each other, as if they were a pair of lovers, never separated.

If there were no humans in the world, it is estimated that the blackberry and the tree would never be separated, unless there is an irresistible natural disaster.

But there are people in this world, so there is endless greed.

After the price of blackberries rises, villagers go into the mountains to pick blackberries, and often choose the simplest way: cut down the big tree, and then stand on the ground and easily pick the blackberry that falls with the big tree.

This way, you don't have to risk climbing trees, and you can take the branches of the trees home as firewood.

When the tree fell, so did the berries.

The tree is dead, and the blackberry, though not dead, has become scarred and dying in the process of falling.

And when they fell, it was fall.

After autumn, the cold winter that follows will be unbearable for the blackberries with scaly and broken hands and feet.

So, on a cold night, maybe they will finally be unable to resist the harsh winter, and they will hug the cold remains of the trees and leave this world in despair and helplessness.

In another world, maybe they'll see each other again.

So, in this context, there are fewer and fewer black berries in the mountains.

Chen Yang remembers that when he was a child, the shadow of the blackberry could be seen on almost every mountain, and now in the past few years, when he goes into the mountains to look for the blackberry in autumn, sometimes he walks several mountains, and he may not be able to meet a blackberry.

However, Chen Yang has LV1 skills and can browse the mountains and forests at will, so it is not difficult to find the black berry he is familiar with.

In addition, he goes into the mountains every year to look for blackberry, so he still knows where to find blackberry in the mountain.

And the reason why he still wants to release his consciousness to look for the blackberries is to confirm that the blackberries he knows the location have not been killed by the villagers.

After entering the mountain, even if the lights are turned on, you can see the outlines of the mountains and trees clearly in the moonlight.

He manipulated his consciousness to fly directly to the place where he had picked blackberries in previous years, but the result was unsatisfactory, and he found that several blackberries had been killed.

Because he picks the berries by climbing the tree, he can't finish the berries hanging on the top of the tree. Therefore, it is estimated that after he finished picking, some villagers saw that there was still fruit on the tree, so they cut down the big tree, so that they could pick all the fruit that could not be picked by climbing the tree.

And so, the poor blackberry was martyred with the tree.

Chen Yang found a few places, all of which were the same.

In desperation, I had to look for the black berries that grew on the steep places.

Under normal circumstances, villagers who are reluctant to climb trees to pick blackberry berries will naturally not take the risk of going to steep places to pick blackberry.

According to his memory, Chen Yang drove his consciousness to the edge of a relatively steep cliff.

At this moment, his mood was a little heavy.

But luckily, the big tree that grew on the edge of the cliff was still tall.

The blackberry that climbed on the tree was still lush.

After confirming that the black berry was still alive, Chen Yang hurriedly pulled his consciousness back, then closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep.

Whether he slept or not, only he knew.

In the morning, after the fourth uncle sent the peanuts home, he went into the mountains. Although the snake venom of the mountain has been cured by his herbs, the wound has not yet fully healed, so it cannot be followed into the mountain.

Otherwise, if you take the mountain into the mountain, you may feel better.

Along the way, he kept looking around, trying to distract himself.

But no matter what, there are some things that you can't forget if you want to, and you can get rid of them if you want to expel them from your mind.

When he finally walked to the edge of the cliff, stood under the tall tree, and looked up at the blackberries full of small green fruits, the memory came up from the deepest part like a flood that opened the floodgates.

(The following is a very important foreshadowing, don't say I water again!)

That fall, the weather was slightly cooler than it is at this time.

It seemed like a weekend because my sister didn't go to school. And he is only about five years old, so naturally he doesn't have to go to school.

So, the sister and brother followed their parents into the mountains to chop firewood, and by the way, they looked for black berries. Because the family was really poor at that time, they couldn't afford to buy any fruits, so they could only take advantage of the efforts to go into the mountains to cut firewood and find some wild grapes to eat.

In fact, this is true not only for their family, but also for most of the rest of the village. Therefore, blackberries are not easy to find.

After chopping the firewood to take home, the parents took the siblings to look for wild grapes in the surrounding area.

His parents were in front of him, and his sister had to take care of him, so he could only follow far behind, while he was following his sister in a hurry.

However, while walking on a path, he tripped over a stone jutting out of the ground and fell forward. So he lay on the ground and began to cry.

Seeing this, my sister hurriedly turned around and pulled him up, wiping his tears with a thin palm without a little flesh, while comforting: "Brother, don't be afraid, sister will help you trample this big mouse to death." ”

As she spoke, she stepped on the road a few times, as if she had trampled a certain rat that tripped her brother to death.

But he was too young at that time, only about five years old, and he was already tired after walking on the mountain road in the morning, so he took this opportunity to turn all the grievances in his heart into tears, and he surged upwards one by one.

Seeing that the comfort was ineffective, the elder sister squatted down, turned her back as thin as a piece of paper to her younger brother, and half-turned her head to her younger brother with a bright smile: "Brother, come up quickly, my sister will carry you." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then threw himself on his sister's back without saying a word.

My sister smiled and said, "What a little villain, did you deliberately fall down so that your sister could carry you?"

As he spoke, he held his ass with one hand and the bush root next to him with the other, stood up with difficulty, and then bent over and carried him forward with his small body.

After walking about a few hundred meters of mountain road, I finally found this black berry.

When he got off his sister's back, he found that his sister's face was already pale.

But she still touched Chen Yang's little brain, and said with a pale smile on her dry lips: "Brother, you are obedient, if you fall down in the future, you have to stand up by yourself, do you know? ”

Chen Yang nodded and looked at his sister with big teary eyes.

My sister reached out to help him wipe his tears, wiped the tears on his face with her sleeve, and continued to smile: "Haha, look, it's ugly to cry, it's good to wipe your tears dry." ”

As she spoke, she looked up at her parents, who had climbed to the tree, and then lowered her head to her younger brother and said, "Brother, can you sit here and don't move?"

"Not good. Chen Yang grabbed his sister's hand tightly and shook his head fiercely, "Sister, don't go, don't leave me here alone, I'm afraid." You don't go. ”

As he spoke, the big droplets of water fell out of Ming's eyes again.

My sister helped him wipe away his tears and said with a smile: "Haha, little fool, my sister doesn't leave, my sister just goes to the tree to pick grapes." You see, Mom and Dad are picking grapes from the trees. If my sister goes to help, we can go home early, and Xiaoyang can also see his grandparents early, okay?"

Chen Yang thought about it before letting go of his sister's hand.

But when my sister really climbed to the top of the tree, he cried again.

He saw that there was no figure around him, and listened to the sound of birds and beasts, and immediately cried and got up from the ground to run under the big tree.

The big tree grows on the edge of the cliff, and a meter or two out, it is the cliff!

Seeing him crying and running over, his parents and sister in the tree were anxious.

But for a while, they could not come down from the tree, because the tree was too high, too steep, too dangerous, and if they were not careful, they would probably step on the air and fall below.

My sister shouted at him anxiously: "Brother, don't come here, go back and sit." ”

Chen Yang raised his head and looked at his sister standing on the high branches, crying breathlessly.

My sister said anxiously, "Brother, brother, do you remember the song I sang last night?"

Chen Yang just rubbed his eyes and cried, but didn't speak.

My sister sang, "When the sun shines in the sky, the flowers smile at me." I go to school and I'm not late every day. ”