Liu Rui's biological clock has become accustomed to waking him up at five o'clock in the morning, even if the weather turns cold and enters late autumn, he still maintains the same life and rest.

After waking up, he washed his face with the cool space spring water, and Liu Rui began a busy day. Outside, it was a quiet morning, and inside the house was a hot labor scene, forming a stark contrast.

For Liu Rui and Liu Jiahong, getting up early every day to make wine has become an indispensable part of their father and son's lives. In Liu Rui's opinion, making wine with his father during this period of time made him understand a lot of things and understand his father better.

In the past, Liu Rui had been studying outside, and most of his impressions of his father were calm and calm expressions, as well as a mouth that cherished words like gold. There was a time when Liu Rui felt that his father's appearance was very old-fashioned, and he didn't want his father to go to school to see him, thinking that it would embarrass him. However, after farming, his mentality has changed greatly, and he slowly feels that his simple father is introverted and calm, and he is the object of his learning.

Especially after making wine with his father, Liu Rui suddenly discovered that in fact, his father was not as rigid as he imagined, he had his own free and easy humor. During this time, he got along with his father very happily, which allowed Liu Rui to discover another side of his father.

The two people who have a harmonious relationship are indeed quite happy to work together, and soon the two of them will do things almost the same, Liu Rui left the rest of the sweeping work to his father, and he walked out of the winery.

Contrary to the warm situation in the winery, the air outside the house seemed a little cold, which suddenly made Liu Rui feel excited. In December, the temperature in the mountains has become a bit low, and it is only about a dozen degrees Celsius.

The huge temperature difference between day and night, coupled with the humid air in the mountains and forests, makes Liang Village a scene of dense fog every morning.

Time is like flowing water, quietly and silently slipping away around people, making people feel no sense at all. Suddenly, people realized that autumn had come into their lives like this.

At half past seven in the morning, the originally blue sky was no longer visible, as if it was looking through frosted glass. The rising Xu Yue has also become much gentler, like a warm stove.

Liu Rui's eyes were entangled in the thick fog, and he couldn't cast it farther at all, so he could only focus on the courtyard.

The bunches of grapes, which looked like works of art, are long gone, and only a few stumps remain on the tall trellises. The original turquoise grape leaves also seem to feel the chill of the autumn wind, and one by one they turn into a withered yellow, telling people about the arrival of autumn. Although the spring water has moistened and slowed down the aging, the vines have not resisted the erosion of time and have entered the dormant season, looking forward to another brilliant year after that.

The gloom of the grape trellis was just the beginning, and as autumn approached, a smell of decadence began to fill the courtyard. The vibrant yard is beginning to feel the power of the autumn wind, and the deciduous trees in the surrounding woods are putting on their autumn clothes faster and faster.

At this time, the insects, which have been noisy all summer, are the most clever, and they seem to have disappeared without a trace overnight. Even the tabby frogs that used to be noisy in the past have begun to look for their wintering burrows and never show their faces again. The courtyard was no longer heard chirping, and it was quiet all day.

At this time, Liu Rui realized that the sound that he had always thought was noise would feel so wonderful after it disappeared.

The change in the weather is like a couple who have broken up with an iron heart, and there is no going back. No matter how sad people are, the pace of autumn is still approaching people's lives and bringing everyone's emotions into the late autumn.

Fortunately, late autumn in the south is not as depressed as in the north, and people can still see green trees and flowers here, as well as warm sun. It's just that the weather gets cooler in the morning and evening, and the sun becomes gentler.

The slight change in the weather did not bring much change to the people living in the mountain village, and life is still as peaceful and peaceful as before.

After a few gusts of autumn wind blew, Liu Rui obviously felt that the weather had become much colder all of a sudden. Those deciduous trees, such as kapok, fell down in a hula, and the fallen leaves flying everywhere made the mountains and forests near Liu's house a little more bleak artistic conception.

However, compared with the autumn and winter seasons in the north, the autumn in the south is much gentler, at least there will be no depression. The leaves are falling in the woods here, but the hillside is full of flowers.

It is in the hot south that this kind of landscape of flowers and fallen leaves can appear, and if it were in the north, it would have been a scene of boundless falling trees.

Liu Rui walked out of the yard, stood on the yard, and saw a beautiful picture on the nearby hillside.

The air temperature is getting colder and colder, and people have to wear autumn shirts in the morning and evening to withstand the colder weather. The wild chrysanthemums that bloom all over the mountains seem to have felt the chill of autumn and are beginning to become more delicate.

As if overnight, small pale yellow flowers bloomed all over the small green hills, and from a distance, it was as if a new pattern had been embroidered on a green carpet. When the breeze blows, the wild chrysanthemums sway with the wind, and bring a faint fragrance.

Unlike other flowers, the colder the weather, the more charming these wild chrysanthemums shine. After a misty frost and mist, the colorful wild chrysanthemums on the mountain are still blooming beautifully.

It is a common wild chrysanthemum in mountain villages, and autumn is the perfect time for them to show off their beauty to the world.

It is said that this wild chrysanthemum is a plant with extremely vigorous vitality, whether it is in front of the house, behind the house or in the field, they will not be missing. With a little soil, moisture and sunlight, these plants with a symbol of holiness and tenacity can grow tenaciously. And it will bloom in the autumn breeze, so that people can feel the vitality of life in the bleak atmosphere.

In many works, wild chrysanthemums are often praised as a positive image, and even some pop songs will sing with wild chrysanthemums as the protagonists.

Of course, in the eyes of the countrymen, wild chrysanthemums are just an ordinary plant, and naturally there are not so many sighs worth sad and sad autumn. For wild chrysanthemums, the villagers naturally feel very good, mainly because wild chrysanthemums can bring them benefits, which is the simple peasant emotion.

In traditional Chinese medicine, it is believed that wild chrysanthemum is a rare heat-clearing medicine for clearing heat, detoxifying and reducing swelling. The vast number of people have accumulated a lot of life experience in their long-term life, and there are many uses for wild chrysanthemums.

Wild chrysanthemum can be made into tea, can be used to make pillows, and can also be compatible with other Chinese medicinal materials to cure diseases and save people. If you want to talk about the usefulness of wild chrysanthemums, I am afraid that there are really a lot, so people still attach great importance to these inconspicuous small flowers.

Whenever the wild chrysanthemums are ready to bloom in autumn, the children and the elderly in the village carry baskets or bags one after another to pick wild chrysanthemums in the fields and hillsides near the village.

Liu Rui usually likes to drink some wild chrysanthemum tea, which can clear the liver and eyes, and has a faint bitter taste, with an endless aftertaste.

In the past few days, Liu Rui has to go up the mountain to get wild chrysanthemums, and after coming back to dry in the shade, they can be made into wild chrysanthemums.

The other plants on the mountain are beginning to react most directly to the cool autumn air, and some deciduous trees are beginning to dress up in a pale yellow. The autumn wind blows, and the fallen leaves are like butterflies flying, dancing in the mountains and fields, but creating a romantic color.

In the Xiaoqing Mountains, there is no longer a green color as the main tone in the past, but it has become a gorgeous oil painting with multiple colors coexisting. The green pine waves, the yellow leaves, the dazzling flowers, the faint white clouds and the blue sky, everything is so refreshing.

In the early morning, a light veil-like mist drifted from the Lotus Mountain Range, slowly enveloping the entire mountain village. The mottled shadows of the trees and the hazy light mist constitute the main line of Liangcun now, which is quiet and mysterious.

As time passed, the fog in the air gradually lifted, revealing the beautiful scenery of the mountain village.

Liu's courtyard dam is quite open, and you can see the low hills nearby, and you can see the houses of Liang Village under the pure blue sky in the distance. Although the altitude here is not high, Liu Rui can still feel the taste of seeing the mountains at a glance.

The brilliant red light hangs in the blue sky, like a red fireball, which makes people still feel the warmth under the mountain breeze. The golden sunlight shines evenly on the earth, gilding it with a layer of charming color, making the world much more vivid.

Above the mountains near and far, the fog between the mountains and forests began to dissipate and become thinner. Unlike the dense fog that covers the sky in the early morning, these morning fogs, which are a few points thinner than light veil, have another kind of seductive temperament. It is precisely because of these mist that the entire Xiaoqingshan has become a bit like a fairyland, which makes people dare not have a blasphemous heart.

The gust of mountain wind blows, and the pine waves on the mountain are like ocean waves, rolling and undulating, slowly moving towards the distance. Those light fogs are also constantly changing shapes under the action of the mountain wind, which makes people feel the magic of creation.

There were various sounds from the bottom of the mountain, which was when the village began to wake up from its sleep, and the concerto in the early morning resounded in his ears, making Liu Rui feel the vitality of the village.

The morning temperature in the mountains is relatively low, and the thin hoarfrost coats the turquoise leaves with a white coat. The hand of time has pointed to December, and even in the hot south, the breath of late autumn is becoming more and more blurred.

(To be continued)