Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Hornet's Nest Wild Persimmon Forest
The sky emits a soft light, clear and distant, making one want to hear the singing of a high-flying lark, just as one wants to see a white sail when looking at the blue sea.
Behind Caijia Village is a barren mountain, in the past, the village planted a few acres of tea here, and then somehow it was abandoned, until now it has been thirty or forty years, and the tree is four or five meters high.
Although no one takes care of it, the tea tree grows very well. In the past, Cai Hongming once went up to the mountain to pick tea leaves to make tea, and the taste was better than the one he bought.
Looking at the tall tea trees on the barren mountain, Cai Hongming wondered if he would transplant a few to the cave blessed land in Yuding, and then grow young shoots and pick them to drink by himself, so as to save himself from always buying the kind of garbage-like tea in the market. However, this idea has to be done when no one is around, and it is not good to be seen.
Wind your way up the mountain and into the depths of the forest.
The trees are covered with thick weeds, and the vigorous green pine trees stand proudly among the weeds. The mountain wind is blowing, the pine waves are gusting, and this sound beats the heart, making people feel comfortable and happy. Cai Hongming sucked the fresh air wafting in the wind to his heart's content, as if drinking a glass of mellow wine, which made people intoxicated. At this time, he finally appreciated the artistic conception of "the cicada noise forest is quieter, and the birdsong mountain is more secluded" in the ancient poem.
In the distance, a mountain spring flows through the forest ravine, leaving a string of tinkling melodies. This music from nature gently taps on the tender heart of man.
There are many evergreen broad-leaved forests on the mountain, and although this side of southern Fujian is like spring all year round, some trees still lose their leaves. Sunlight pours down through the cracks in the branches, reflecting the ancient wood branches and old bark, looking like a picturesque landscape painting.
The mountains and forests in the near distance are different from those in the distance, and they appear clear and clear, with distinct outlines.
Trees of all sizes and varieties grow densely on the front and back, left and right. Some of the leaves have fallen off, leaving only the sparse and bare branches stretched out, and the stiff trunks stand proudly; Some trees still have a few decaying and pale leaves; Some trees are still lush and green, but this green is not as vigorous as in other seasons, and has more of the depth and richness of the seasons; Some of the trees are covered with red and bright leaves, like a cluster of blooming roses; Like a clump of fluttering red butterflies; Like a brilliant cloud. In this originally yellow and desolate winter, people feel the beauty of life.
Cai Hongming walked while looking for the thatch in the mountains, seeing which side was more, and carefully wrote it down.
Thatch root is white grass root, which is a traditional Chinese medicine, sweet in taste, and cold in nature. Cool blood, stop bleeding, clear heat and diuretic. It's especially delicious for stewed meat. He plans to dig some and plant them in the land he has bought. The roots of the thatch can be used to stew soup, and the grass can be fed to livestock. More importantly, thatch has strong vitality, as long as there are roots, as long as a little rain moistens, it can survive. This is also one of the reasons why Cai Hongming wants to bring thatch to the northwest to plant.
"Brother, look, what is that?" Suddenly, Cai Hongsheng next to him shouted.
Cai Hongming turned his head to look at the place where he pointed his finger, and saw a hornet's nest more than one person high hanging in the woods not far away, and dense wasps flew in and out from inside from time to time, making people's scalps numb. He didn't need to say it, he knew what he was going to do, he must have wanted to catch a hornet. In many people's minds, wasps are poisonous, and if they are stung too much, they will die. Even if it stings a few times, it will swell like a steamed bun. But seriously, hornets are also a good thing. Soaking wine with wasps can treat acute and chronic rheumatic pain and rheumatoid arthritis. In the market, the highest price of an adult hornet can reach five yuan, and it is usually about one piece.
Not only wasps, but also bee pupae are a good thing.
Bee pupae are rich in high protein but low fat, belong to the very high-grade natural nutritious food, and the taste is wonderful, only a little fried, sprinkled with pepper and salt, it is a rare delicacy.
Cai Hongming thought about it, he drooled, but unfortunately they didn't bring a guy.
Catching a wasp is a technical job, it's not just a fool to rush up and pick it, then it's luck not to be stung by a wasp. The first thing to do is to be fully armed, that is, to buy a thick raincoat to wear, then put on rain boots, gloves, and a hard hat on your head, be sure to cover your whole body tightly, do not be stung by the wasp, if you are sting, it is your ancestors blessed. After wearing these things, it is as simple as catching the hornet, just hold a plastic bag and put the hornet's nest on it, and when the time comes, you can go home and fix it as you want.
"What's the use of seeing if you don't have anything with you?" Next to Cai Zhengxian said.
"I'll go back and get it." Cai Hongsheng said excitedly.
"Take what? If you don't go up the mountain, if you want to catch it, you will come back and catch it again, and it won't run. Cai Hongming shouted.
Cai Hongsheng felt reasonable, so he didn't say anything more and continued to walk forward.
After walking a few steps, there was a sudden sound in the grass, and then two pheasants flew out of it, flapping their wings and flying into the distance.
Cai Hongsheng looked at it and muttered: "I knew that I would have come out with a gun, look, I can't catch anything now, watching the pheasant fly away from the front, like a fool." ”
"Now that the government is strict, it's better not to use guns, otherwise there will be no way to explain what happened." Cai Zhengxian said.
"If you don't want the second uncle to go to the cage to see you, it's best not to play with guns, especially if there are guns at home, it's best not to tell anyone, be careful of accidents." Cai Hongming warned.
Cai Hongsheng nodded hurriedly, he is not a three-year-old child, he understands all these things, but sometimes it is inevitable to be itchy. This man understands who doesn't like guns.
After walking through a hillside, there is a wild persimmon forest in front of you. The leaves on the wild persimmon tree have long since fallen off, but there are still some red wild persimmons hanging on the tree. Although the taste of this wild persimmon is sweet, it is bitter after sweetness. Cai Hongming took it off and ate it when he saw it so red before, and after eating it, his mouth was astringent all day long, and he didn't taste anything he ate. Later, I learned that this thing had to be astringent after being removed, otherwise it would not be able to eat. But even if he knew the reason, he hadn't picked the persimmons here since then.
This is where they used to be, especially in autumn.
The persimmon forest in autumn is golden and the branches are full of persimmons, which is particularly beautiful. A group of their little kids are here to pay sweet potatoes and roast game, and they are very happy. Thinking about Tong Meng back then, he was really happy. Now that I have grown up, I have a lot of things, but I have lost too much.
It has been said that a woman is a fickle animal.
But in fact, whether it is a woman or a man, an adult or a child, as long as it is human, it is very fickle. When I was young, I always longed to grow up and have a sky of my own; When I was older, I longed for the life of my childhood, and I always felt that although I was poor at that time, I was happy. Now that I have money, I feel empty, lonely, and sad.
Human beings, in fact, are very complex and contradictory animals.
PS: There is something temporary, I went out for two days, and I just came home. I found that when I started a new book, there was a lot going on.