As soon as you step into the mountainside, you will be greeted by lush greenery.

Birds of all colors, waving their colorful wings, are singing and flying among the trees.

A gust of wind came and sent a burst of floral fragrance, which made people can't help but breathe deeply.

As the tail of Changbai Mountain, our mountain here is not high, but it is up and down, continuous.

The second brother took us to climb two mountains. It's already exhausting me out of breath. I looked up at the others, and I saw that none of them were like me. It seems that I want to take care of my body and plan for the long term.

Second brother, look at me panting. He said, "Let's rest here for a while, and then another hill will be reached." ”

"Row"

After resting for more than ten minutes, the breath was even, and then we continued to set off.

Coming down from the third hill, the eyes suddenly opened up. It turned out to be a wide ditch, about 100 meters wide to reach the next hillside.

Its length, as if no one could know the exact number. It is said that this is a ditch pond that extends from the depths of Changbai Mountain.

In the middle of the ditch, there is a small river one meter wide. The river is not about half a meter deep, the water is very clear, and fish can often be seen swimming in it.

If you put your hand in the water you will know that the temperature of the water is extremely low. Even on a hot summer day, the water in the river is a remnant of fried bones.

Because the water temperature is low, the fish inside is particularly delicious. It's just a bit far from home, and few people are willing to come here to catch fish and eat back.

The banks of the creek are distinctly planted with different plants. On the side of the hill on our side there are heavy patches of persimmon seedlings, and on the other side of the river there is a broad-leaved grass more than a meter high.

When you walk to the half-meter-high persimmon seedlings, you can see a lot of purple and round fruits the size of a fingernail. The fruit is covered with a layer of hoarfrost. Take it off with your hand and put it in your mouth, and when you bite into it, you will have a fruity aroma in your mouth, which is very delicious. I remember that in later generations, there was a fruit that looked very similar to it, and its name was blueberry, although the blueberry was larger than it and rounder it, but the taste was far less.

As soon as she saw Du Persimmon Guo's second sister-in-law, she smiled happily and said, "Oh! This is really a lot, such a big piece." It seems that I can pick more today, and I can eat enough for my Tao boy when I go home. (Guo's second sister-in-law's son's name is Guo An, who is eight years old this year.) )

Sister-in-law Guo said: "Isn't it, it's quite a lot." The knots are quite big, and they look like old seedlings."

I said, "Don't just watch, hurry up and pick it." I'm going to pick two handfuls to eat first," my brother and sister-in-law laughed as soon as I finished speaking. They all laughed at how I was so anxious like a child.

I put the frame on the ground, held the pot in my hand, and then reached out and plucked a few handfuls from the seedlings, picked out the leaves inside, and let me eat them all in my mouth. Some people will eat them one by one if they are sour, but I am not afraid of sourness, and I feel that it is the most enjoyable to eat them one by one.

The few sisters-in-law were stunned. Guo San's sister-in-law said: "Oh, God, how sour is this, no, I can't see it, my mouth is sour" After speaking, he hurriedly took her frame and picked it up.

The second brother said, "You can eat less, don't eat your teeth like when you were a child, and you won't dare to eat for several days." ”

"Second brother, wasn't it small then, isn't it big now? How long has it been, and you still make fun of me. After speaking, I glared at him, and then ate my persimmons, and after eating a few handfuls, I stopped eating, and exhaled deeply. After a few decades, I actually ate this wild fruit again. Eating a handful of them like this can be regarded as a solution to my old gluttony.

I didn't eat it in my mouth, so I sped up the picking, and from this tree to that tree, I stepped on a small porcelain plate for a while, and then set off to the next seedling in the frame!

You may feel that it is unhealthy to eat it directly in your mouth.

Not to mention the sixties and seventies, even now there is no pollution in the mountains, and there are no problems such as pesticide residues. At most, there is a little bit of fine dust, and it doesn't matter if you eat it in your mouth.

When we took all the persimmons in this piece, we picked almost it. More than two hours have passed. I had gathered all the boxes and pots I had brought and was ready to go home.

The three sisters-in-law of the Guo family are holding a back basket, carrying the back basket to their bodies, and they can walk with a basin in front of them.

The second brother was holding a wooden barrel. He saw that my cross-frame was not easy to handle. So he picked up my frame and walked forward with a bucket in one hand and a frame in the other. I just carried a small porcelain plate full of porcelain in the back, and threw two into my mouth as I walked.

After an hour of climbing mountains and mountains. Finally walked to the entrance of the village, and the faces of several of our female comrades were sweaty.

Don't look at the lack of things, but you have to have more than 30 pounds. Let a man sweat even if he climbs the mountain for half a day, don't you see that my second brother is sweating. (That's because your second brother took 60 pounds.) )

Walking into the village, on the avenue, there are not many people.

There were only a few children running back and forth.

When I walked to the door of the house, I put my things in the yard with my second brother first.

After entering the hospital, he put down the box, and the second brother said hello to his mother-in-law, and went home with the bucket.

I also hurried to Aunt Guo's house next door and brought the two children back.

It took nearly five hours to go back and forth, and I didn't dare to touch the swollen milk, and it hurt when I touched it.

It just so happened that the two children were still awake and hungry, so they came over and lifted their clothes, so that one of them could eat a full meal. It's better, it's still a little up, but it's not as painful.

After burping the two children, they put them on the kang and let them play on their own.

I took all the persimmons from the outside into the house, and the two of us with my mother-in-law picked out the leaves inside little by little. In this way, brush two clean pickle jars for a while to dry the water, and you can marinate in the afternoon.

The persimmons picked from the mountains are not washed with water, and they have a layer of hoarfrost on them, which is their own filial piety, and the persimmon wine that is pickled by washing it with water is not delicious.

Take out two larger jars of pickles from the lower room. Brush them and put them in the yard to dry so that they can be used as containers for pickling.

Had a light lunch at noon. I didn't take a nap either, so I started to pickle it busily.

The sugar was sent by Brother Guo and them just now.

After washing his hands, he pickled two jars of white sugar and persimmons, and there was a small pot left when they were full.

He sealed the jar and took it to the vegetable garden, and dug two shallow pits in the shade. I made the jar in, and a palm-wide section should be exposed on it, and I covered it with a wooden basin and waited for it to wheeze naturally.