Mu Qingqiu was three years old, and he shouldn't have taken him into the mountains, but Mu Qingqiu wanted his younger brother to go, and he could see a lot to be knowledgeable, and three years old was the best period for enlightenment, speaking of which, it was just right.

Mu Qingqiu has been to the slope of the persimmon tree a few times, remembered the road, and explored the path.

After about a quarter of an hour of walking along the sloping low cliffs, there is a place to step on, and you can walk directly to it.

Zhang Dacheng didn't know Mu Qingqiu's purpose, but his family also leaned on the mountain, and knew that there were good things in the mountains, Mu Qingqiu's sisters and brothers lacked food and clothing, and his ability was limited and he couldn't take care of everything, thinking, maybe he was lucky, and he could find some good things that the villagers missed? If you're lucky, you might even find something more expensive.

He entered the mountain full of expectations, and when he reached the slope, he saw Mu Qingqiu walking straight to the slope where he couldn't see the bottom, Zhang Dacheng's face changed.

"Don't, don't, Qiu'er, don't go down." The slope is blocked by shrubs, and I can't see the depth, Mu Qingqiu is only a little older, and he actually sticks to the slope, what if he accidentally steps on the air and falls?

Zhang Dacheng was afraid when he thought about it, but fortunately he came with him, if there were only two people, Mu Qingqiu and Mu Qingxuan, what would happen.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dacheng's eyes widened, and he grabbed Mu Qingqiu, and his voice brought out a bit of sternness: "Qiu'er and Xuan'er are waiting above, and my brother-in-law will go down." "Push the two children to safety before stepping up the slope on their own.

The slope is steep, but it is nothing to Zhang Dacheng. There are many brothers in the family, and when he was a child, he was always robbed of food, and he couldn't eat enough, so he ran to the mountains, in order not to be hungry, he ran all over the mountains behind their homes.

On several occasions, I went to a place ten times more dangerous than this in order to pick herbs, and I almost lost my life, but fortunately, I survived.

In the course of adventure again and again, he discovered the trick of walking on the slope, and was most afraid of slipping on the soles of his feet. He found that as long as he stepped on the base of a strong plant such as a thick shrub, he would not slip and would not have to worry about his feet being unstable and sliding down the hill.

Zhang Dacheng is real, seeing Mu Qingqiu walking on the slope, in order to stop Mu Qingqiu, he came down by himself, but he didn't ask Mu Qingqiu at all, what are you going to do on the slope!

He thought that Mu Qingqiu had chosen a place where few people came to find herbs, such as ginseng, He Shou Wu, etc., so he searched carefully with his head as he walked, thinking that maybe he could really find it, whether it was ginseng or He Shou Wu, any one of them would be used in the town for money, and it would be enough for Mu Qingqiu's sisters and brothers to use it all winter.

Mu Qingqiu took Mu Qingqiu's little hand, followed Zhang Dacheng along the edge of the cliff and walked in the direction of the persimmon tree, Zhang Dacheng looked for it very carefully, and it took some time.

After a while, the persimmon tree met as scheduled, and the persimmon tree full of orange and red fruits appeared in the field of vision, not to mention Mu Qingqiu, even Zhang Dacheng was stunned.

There are no persimmon trees in the mountains behind Zhang Dacheng's house, he has never seen them, but the things that are hanging on the branches and are very attractive are very attractive at a glance, and they are fruits, whether the fruits can be eaten or not, whether they are poisonous or not, he has his own set of ways to distinguish them.

"Brother-in-law, this is a persimmon." Mu Qingqiu said with a smile, seeing Zhang Dacheng's face full of surprise, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he didn't say much.

Zhang Dacheng nodded: "Okay, Qiu'er, wait, my sister-in-law will go over and take a look, if it can be eaten, let's put this... The persimmons are all picked back. "A rough count shows that there are more than a dozen fruit trees, and even if each tree bears only two hundred fruits, and when they are all plucked, there are more than two thousand.

Zhang Dacheng didn't think about using persimmons to make money, he just thought about so much food, saving it for food, enough for Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother to eat for a few months.

Suddenly solved the problem of Mu Qingqiu and Mu Qingxuan's eating, Zhang Dacheng was happy and excited.

Coming to the nearest persimmon tree, you can pick persimmons without climbing the tree, Zhang Dacheng took a closer look, looked up at the fruit on the tree, and found that occasionally a few persimmons were pecked out of the flesh, and his face was overjoyed.

"Qiu'er, you can eat it, you can eat it, it's not poisonous." As he spoke, he picked one out of his hand, wiped it on his body, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Click!" With a big bite, his face instantly froze, and his mouth was full of astringency!

Mu Qingqiu watched Zhang Dacheng eat deflated, laughed 'poof', and hurriedly explained: "Brother-in-law, the persimmon taste is very astringent before it is ripe. After finishing speaking, he looked at the persimmons on the sunny side of the treetops, and the fruit color was almost red, and pointed to Zhang Dacheng: "Uncle picks those red ones to taste." ”

Zhang Dacheng looked at Mu Qingqiu and was a little surprised that Mu Qingqiu was familiar with persimmons, but he was only surprised. He thought that Mu Qingqiu had tasted it before, and said in his heart, no wonder Mu Qingqiu went up the mountain and went straight here, it turned out that he came specifically for persimmons.

According to Mu Qingqiu's guidance, Zhang Dacheng climbed the tree, found a red persimmon, and reached out to pick it, but the persimmon was pinched and pasted with a hand of flesh, which made Zhang Dacheng stunned.

What's going on?!

Why are red persimmons so soft?

"How? Sister-in-law, isn't it sweet? The leaves were blocked, and Mu Qingqiu didn't see the situation in Zhang Dacheng's hands.

Sweet? Zhang Dacheng subconsciously brought the juice pulp in his hand to his mouth and licked it a little. Is it really sweet? Another big bite of licking, yes! It's sweet!! Zhang Dacheng was overjoyed.

It's sweet, it's edible, and it's sweet, sweeter than sugar.

"Well, it's sweet, it's delicious." Zhang Dacheng's words were concise and to the point, and Mu Qingxuan's eyes were shining, and he seemed to pick persimmons, as if he was eating.

"Brother-in-law, ripe persimmons are very soft, put them alone, and you can pick them if they are not ripe." Pick it back and put it soft and ripe, or warm it with warm water to eat, it is crunchy like a fruit, and it is also delicious.

As Mu Qingqiu spoke, he tied the back basket with a rope, and tied the other end to the big tree on the edge of the low cliff.

Zhang Dacheng listened to Mu Qingqiu's words, he had already gotten started, the persimmons on the sunny side of the top of the tree were basically ripe, with the previous experience of pinching, and then Mu Qingqiu's reminder, this time Zhang Dacheng went to pick it lightly, and as soon as he got started, the persimmon was pinched again, and Zhang Dacheng's face suddenly froze again.

It's so soft, how do you pick it?

"Brother-in-law, there is a pair of scissors in the back basket, take the scissors and cut off the persimmons." Mu Qingqiu's words were very timely, Zhang Dacheng looked at it, hey! Really, he didn't even know when he put the scissors in his back basket.

"Do you want to go down?" Seeing Zhang Dacheng sitting on the branch and cutting it, Mu Qingqiu asked Mu Qingqiu quietly with a smile.

Mu Qingxuan's eyes lit up at first, and then he looked at the slope under the cliff, a little scared, and it was a little difficult to decide for a while.

"If Juan'er wants to go down, my sister can tie Juan'er with a rope, and Juan'er will be very safe and won't fall." Mu Qingqiu knew that the persimmon tree was on the slope, and when he came, he took several ropes, which could not only be used as a protection, but also bundle the persimmons when he was picked, killing two birds with one stone.

"Good!" Mu Qingxuan believed in Mu Qingqiu very much, and his original timidity, because of Mu Qingqiu's words and the encouragement in his eyes, disappeared.

After a while, when Zhang Dacheng finished picking the soft persimmons on a tree, he looked back, alas? What about people?

"Qiu'er? Huh? "There were wild beasts in the mountains, and the two children disappeared in the blink of an eye, which scared Zhang Dacheng half to death.

"Brother-in-law, I'm here, here!" Mu Qingxuan was very happy.

At this moment, the little guy is lying on the branch of a persimmon tree, and his two little arms are tightly clinging to the tree pole.

It's okay not to answer, as soon as he answered, Zhang Dacheng looked for a sound, and was shocked, and he accidentally slipped under his feet, and fell from the branch of the tree with a 'poof'.