"Why are there guavas this season?" When Liu Rui gave the guava to Zeng Ying, she was a little strange.

As a native of Qingshan, Zeng Ying would also happen to see someone selling wild guava in the market in summer, so she was no stranger to this wild fruit. However, as far as she knows, guavas are ripe in the summer, and have never seen them in the fall.

"This is frost guava, you taste it, the taste is very different!" Liu Rui took out a guava, wiped it with his sleeve casually, and took a bite of it.

Compared to the slightly astringent guava in summer, the guava in autumn is more crispy and delicious, the juice is thicker, and there is a hint of coolness. Liu Rui was gnawing on the fruit in one hand, and walked down the mountain with a fishing rod in the other.

Seeing Liu Rui eating so deliciously, Zeng Ying did not hesitate, followed Liu Rui's appearance and tasted it. Sure enough, I felt that these guavas were different from what I had eaten before, and they had a very unique taste.

At first, Guo Hailan felt that these wild fruits had not been washed and she didn't dare to eat them, but she was also itchy when she saw that Liu Rui and Zeng Ying were eating them with relish. In the end, she carefully wiped the wild fruit in her hand and took a small bite carefully. However, with the first time, there will be a second time, and Guo Hailan, who tasted the deliciousness, quickly dried up the guava in her hand.

The three of them walked and tasted the different taste of guavas, and by the time they reached the lake, several guavas had already entered their stomachs. In this way, Guo Hailan still felt a little unsatisfied, and clamored for Liu Rui to find more. It's a pity that this frosted guava is hard to find, and it's already good luck to be able to meet a few today.

Coming to the lake and finding a shady place, Liu Rui put down the fishing rod and prepared to find the bait.

Zeng Ying looked at Liu Rui with some curiosity, secretly guessing how he could get the bait?

Zeng Yinghe and her husband have gone fishing in some reservoirs before, and found that some people invest a lot in fishing, not only the fishing rods are telescopic high-carbon fiber rods, but even the fish and insects are specially bought in fishing tackle shops. As for Liu Rui, he casually took out a few bamboo poles from home, and brought himself over without even preparing the bait.

Liu Rui didn't know that Zeng Ying was churning with these thoughts in his heart, he picked up a wooden stick from under the willow tree on the shore of the lake, drilled into the grove by the lake, and soon found the target. As a child growing up by the lake, Liu Rui naturally knows exactly where to find the right bait. After a while, he dug up a lot of earthworms from under the wet roots and put them into the small jar he carried with him.

But when Liu Rui returned to the shore, he knew that Zeng Ying and the others were just using the excuse of fishing to enjoy the lake and mountains. Since the mountain pond at home was washed away, Liu Rui's family has not eaten much fish recently, and Liu Rui wants to take advantage of this rare opportunity to catch some fish and eat it back.

Hanging the earthworm on the hook with his hands and feet, Liu Rui chose a water surface covered by shade, threw the hook into the lake, and began to wait for the fish to take the bait. From childhood to adulthood, Liu Rui has not known how many times he has fished in Xiaojing Lake, and he has a very deep understanding of the water flow, water quality and the distribution of fish here, so he naturally does not have to worry about no fish taking the bait.

In sunny weather like this, the fish will hide in the shade, and it is naturally easy to catch fish here.

Because of the abundant precipitation and the replenishment of water by several rivers, Xiaojing Lake rarely dries up, but the good channel of Xiaotong River also regulates the water level of Xiaojing Lake very well, and it rarely gives it a chance to flood.

For a long time, the water level of Xiaojing Lake has not changed much for decades, and the villagers have planted a lot of willow trees by the lake, and put a lot of original bluestone slabs as a place for fishing. Over time, the bluestone slabs here have been polished to a bright shine, and even the trunks of those willow trees have been rubbed smooth by people, and it is very comfortable to lean on.

After Liu Rui threw the fishhook into the water, he chose an angle to lean against the willow tree behind him, looking relaxed and comfortable.

Seeing Liu Rui holding the fishing rod on the ground and starting to fish, Zeng Ying really felt a little funny, and I don't know if Liu Rui knew his intentions, or was he pretending to be stupid?

Liu Rui could probably guess Zeng Ying's intentions, but he just didn't speak first, waiting for Zeng Ying to pick up the topic.

The earthworms dug by Liu Rui were very flavorful, and the place he chose was also very right, and after a while, fish began to bite the hook. As an old angler, Liu Rui didn't take much effort, so he caught a bighead fish that was more than a foot long and put it in his net pocket. Such a large tarpon alone accounts for more than half of its weight, take it back and add some sour bamboo shoots to make a delicious sour bamboo shoot fish head soup.

Seeing that Liu Rui really caught a fish with a simple fishing rod and an earthworm dug casually, Zeng Ying and Guo Hailan were really surprised, and their mouths could almost be stuffed with an egg.

Zeng Ying was okay, still sitting on the bluestone on the shore, watching Liu Rui's every move with interest; Guo Hailan couldn't sit still for a long time, so she came to Liu Rui's side and shouted that she wanted to fish too.

There was no way, Liu Rui could only help her hang the slimy earthworm on the hook, choose a good place to throw it down, and finally hand over the fishing rod to Guo Hailan.

At this time, the sun had fully risen, and the golden sunlight poured on the surface of the lake, with a slight wave, flashing with golden light. The breeze blows gently from the lake, bringing cool water vapor from the lake surface and a touch of gentleness.

In the distance, there are green mountains, green water, blue sky and white clouds, all of which have different colors and textures, either leisurely or heavy, but they can perfectly blend together and become a whole.

A few goshawks were like worms in amber, embedded in the blue sky, motionless, and if it weren't for one or two clear eagle cries breaking through the air, people would really think they were just dead things. Autumn is the best hunting season for goshawks, at this time, whether it is pheasants, hares or other animals, after a summer of tonic, has already become fat and strong, delicious and delicious. Moreover, after many of the crops in the field were harvested, the ground became much more empty, and the prey had no place to hide, and could no longer hide from the sharp eyes of the goshawk.

Leaning on the willow tree, Liu Rui felt the cool breeze blowing from the lake, and there was a feeling of fluttering, and even the fishing rod in his hand became fluttery. Maybe it's luck, maybe it's because the fish in Xiaojing Lake are a little hungry today, Liu Rui quickly caught a few more fish, and the sound of fish struggling in his pocket is all the sound.

Liu Rui calculated that these fish were enough to eat at noon, so he didn't continue fishing. Living on the edge of Xiaojing Lake and Xiaotong River, almost everyone in Liang Village grew up eating fish, and they are not so crazy about fish. Generally, if you go fishing and eat at home, everyone will stop in moderation and will not harvest without restraint.

Deepening his waist, Liu Rui reached out and picked a few leaves from the wicker beside him, selected a few old and tender suitable leaves, and began to blow them.

In the mountainous areas around Aoyama, there has been a fine tradition of blowing leaves since ancient times, and even to a certain extent, blowing leaves represents one of the images of this place to the outside world.

On the banks of clear rivers, on mountain paths, in leisurely bamboo forests or lush orchards, you can often hear bursts of high-pitched and melodious music. It is the crisp and bright music of the people of the mountains who use the leaves they have obtained at their fingertips and through various playing techniques, just like the multi-talented mountain singers singing happily.

Konoha is the simplest and oldest musical instrument.

In primitive societies, people began to use the sound of Konoha to simulate bird hunting, and then gradually transformed into musical instruments that used sound to replace music and sing with sound. In the Tang Dynasty, blowing wooden leaves became more popular, and it had a place in the royal court band, and was officially used for the 'Qingle' among the 'Ten Part Music'.

Bai Juyi, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, once described in "Eight Songs of Willow Branches": "The little girl of the Su family is well-known, and there is no love in front of the willow wind. It can be seen that leaf blowing has become a very important means of blowing at that time.

The material of leaf blowing can be willow leaves, bamboo leaves, holly leaves and other non-toxic leaves, and some leaf blowing masters can even blow the leaves with their hands to make a melodious sound, which is amazing.

In Liang Village, there are many people who can blow leaves, and about half of the young guys can blow leaves. Sometimes, between work, if someone comes to play, it can always drive away fatigue and make people's mood much more comfortable.

When blowing leaves, you can play the traditional folk song tune, or you can play the sound that is not a song, as long as you are in a good mood. Over the years, with the continuous popularity of pop songs, the young men who can blow leaves in Liang Village have also begun to try to play some foreign music, which has also enriched the entertainment life of the villagers.

Liu Rui tried for a while, and finally selected a few suitable leaves and began to play.

Liu Rui has listened to Zhang Zhenzu play various leaves since he was a child, and coupled with Zhang Zhenzu's words and deeds, he has also become one of the best masters of the young generation in Liangcun for more than ten years. I saw him gently pinch the ends of the willow leaf with both hands, leaned across his lips, and exhaled softly, as usual.

When Zeng Ying saw Liu Rui picking leaves and trying to blow them there, she thought that Liu Rui was still childlike and wanted the leaves to play. At this time, she smiled secretly in her heart, don't look at Liu Rui's steady work and calm surname, in fact, he is just a child under the age of eighteen.

However, when the leisurely sound came from the small leaves, Zeng Ying was simply stunned. She looked at Liu Rui's lips dumbfounded, she couldn't think of any magic power that Liu Rui had to make a bland willow leaf make such a beautiful sound?

Guo Hailan, who was fighting with fishing rods and buoys on the side, was also instantly attracted and completely immersed after hearing the pleasant tune.

The breeze, the weeping willows, the sunshine, the blue waves, and a melodious wisp of heaven are echoing!

(To be continued)