Zhao Lan sent the embroidered basket back to the house and followed Yuan Yu out. Walked to the door and took the door, Zhao Shen took Zhao Qiu down to the field, and Zhao Ju went out to play.

To the west, through two houses, and then to the south, by four houses, came to a dilapidated three-room house, the door was also old, and the one on the side was missing a section because of the decay. The road in front of the door is smooth and tidy, and there are no weeds on the road, so it is very clean. Just looking at it, Yuan Yu pushed open the closed door, making a "squeak, squeak" sound of the door turning, the sound did not stop, and suddenly a flower cat burst out from behind the door. Frightened Zhao Lan: "Ah! He screamed, took two straight steps back, and almost fell.

"What's wrong?"

From the courtyard came the sound of nervous men asking, followed by hurried footsteps. In a moment, a boy in a white coarse cloth shirt with a concerned expression walked out of the courtyard. The boy stood one step away from Zhao Lan, and the sunlight shone on his body through the crack in the door, as if Wang Junkai had crossed over. Smooth and fair face, long black and vertical hair, slightly thicker eyebrows, dark and deep eyes, double eyelids, peach blossom eyes, high nose bridge, long eyelashes covered by it, slightly reddened apple face, tender lips, glowing charming color. It is a delicate and beautiful face that is born.

Such a soft face was looking at Zhao Lan nervously.

Zhao Lan was so oily that she wanted to swallow her saliva, she was really handsome. No wonder Zhao Lan often comes, and I am willing to see such beautiful men often!

"It's okay, a cat suddenly popped out and startled." Zhao Lan explained.

"Oh, that could be Xiaohua out."

"How are you doing?"

"It's good," Zhao Lan said, "Listen to your sister, you are looking for me?" ”

"Nope."

Yuan He lowered his head, his slender neck, glowing with a layer of goose-yellow fluff in the sun, and he was so shy that he was red from his ears to his neck.

Oh! OMG! It makes my heart pound.

"Ahh No, then I'll go back. Zhao Lan said tentatively.

"Don't," Yuan He hurriedly raised his head and shouted at Zhao Lan, seeing that Zhao Lan didn't turn around and walk back, he said cautiously, "Don't, come in and play for a while, I, I wrote two poems." ”

"I don't know much!"

"You used to say I was good at writing."

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, you often say that my poems are better than your brothers!" Won-ha eagerly explained.

Zhao Lan thought about it, it seemed okay to take a look, could he still write a love poem. Zhao Lan nodded in Yuanhe's eager eyes and agreed.

"I'll show you this, you come in and wait."

Yuan He turned around and hurried into the house. Zhao Lan followed and walked in.

Three main rooms, there are no wings, only a low house was built on the west side, Yuan Yu walked in just now, it was probably Yuan Yu's house. The yard is almost the same size as Zhao Lan's house, and there are all kinds of vegetables planted in it, and three or five chickens are fenced against the east courtyard wall, and firewood is piled up next to it. In addition, there are barrels, tubs, jars, jars, and other things.

Zhao Lan walked slowly behind, walked to the middle of the courtyard and stood there looking around. Yuan He walked quickly to the house, and in less than a moment, he walked out with two pieces of paper in his hand.

One reads: "The spring is warm, the trees are moving, the wind is blowing, the flowers on the wall are dewed, and the laughter is under the fence."

Although I have learned this thing of poetry, and I have memorized many verses. But that's just for the exam, how to write it, how to make a good method, Zhao Lan can't say.

Zhao Lan took the two pieces of paper from Yuanhe's hand, read them carefully, and said in a thoughtful tone, "It seems to be very good!"

Yuanhe seemed to have found a bosom friend and said excitedly: "You also think it's good, there is another song below, which was written a few days ago."

Zhao Lan took up the paper below and looked at it carefully.

, said, "It's all good." Where's your mother? ”

In addition to saying that the sentence is very good, I don't know how to evaluate the poem. If you don't understand, you can't pretend to understand! You can only change the subject.

"My mother and father went to the field. Oh! Yuan He seemed to suddenly remember something, and said to Zhao Lan: "Yesterday, I went to the mountains to pick some wild fruits that you like to eat, and I will bring them to you to eat."

"I ......"

Without waiting for Zhao Lan to speak, Yuan He hurried back to the house to get the fruit. Zhao Lan had no choice but to stand there and retract what she wanted to say, waiting for Yuanhe. In a moment, Yuan He took out the basket from the house, and the basket contained small red fruits with attractive colors and crystal clear.

"It's your favorite fruit, sweet and sour. I picked half a basket, you eat, you can't finish it, you take it home. ”

Yuan He took out the basket from the house and put it in front of Zhao Lan. The small fruits in the basket that are half yellow and half red, light red, bright red, are tender and very tempting, so that people can't help but drool.

Cherry! Cherry! It's really my favorite fruit, and I love it with its sweet and sour taste.

Zhao Lan couldn't wait to take a handful from the basket, wash it, and throw it into her mouth. Some are sweet with a little sour, and some are completely sweet, so delicious.

Soon a handful was eaten by Zhao Lan.

"I'll eat some and leave some for Yuan Yu to eat." Zhao Lan said embarrassedly with her wet hands.

"Sister Lan'er, I've eaten a lot, these are for you."

Yuan Yu hurriedly said on the side.

"You eat, Yuan Yu has eaten a lot in the past two days!" Yuan He continued Yuan Yu's words.

"You eat too! Yuan Yu also came to eat. Zhao Lan said to the two of them.

"Okay." Yuan Yu came over, also washed a handful of cherries, and said with a smile, "I also like to eat this little red fruit." ”

"I don't like to eat it, and I have to spit out seeds for such small fruits." Yuan He waved his hand and said.

"You're welcome! Yuanyu, let's eat. ”

Such a delicious fruit is really not polite.

Hahaha!

Zhao Lan, who had eaten a lot, finally stopped.

"Where are the cherries picked in the mountains? I went to the mountains and didn't see it. Zhao Lan asked.

"You don't like to go up the mountain, you haven't been there, there is a small road from the west end of the village, you can't go far There is a sunny place, there are a few trees there." Yuan He gestured and said, "The trees have just borne fruit, and many of them are not yet ripe. ”

"Are there any saplings? I want to move one and plant it in the yard. ”

"Yes. I'll dig it back for you? Yuanhe asked tentatively.

"Okay, one day we will go together, and you can also dig a tree and plant it at home."

"This little fruit bird loves to eat, I'm afraid it can't protect the fruit, someone has dug it before, but it seems that it can't be planted." Yuanhe explained.

Cherries are delicious, and trees are hard to plant! It is true that the ancients did not deceive me.

However, this is not difficult for Zhao Lan, Zhao Lan knows a lot of cultivation technology, at that time, in order to plant flowers, but I checked a lot of information on the Internet, and also made a summary and classification, and slightly modified through practice, after all, the climate, environment, and soil in each region are different.

"Try it, maybe we'll be able to plant it alive!" Zhao Lan said happily to cheer herself up in order to have cherries to eat in the future.

"Okay." Looking at the radiant Zhao Lan, Yuan He happily smiled and agreed.

Yuan He's bright smile that showed two little tiger teeth almost blinded Zhao Lan's eyes. Laughing is wrong for life!

The next day, Zhao Lan couldn't help but make an appointment with Yuanhe to dig cherry trees in the mountains.

Zhao Lan's house is in the west, and you can only get to the east of the village through the village. The two walked east along the last row of houses in the village, Zhao Lan didn't know what to say, Yuanhe was a little shy and didn't speak, the two walked through the village in silence, and they seemed to hear each other's heartbeats along the way. I didn't meet anyone along the way. The adults were probably all in the fields, and there were only a few children of four or five years old running around in the alley.

After passing the village, I walked a few hundred meters north to the foot of the mountain, and the road was very narrow and not clear. Yuanhe opened the way in front, and Zhao Lan followed to climb up, and soon came to a slightly flat and sunny place, with a few cherry trees not far away. Brushing aside the branches in front of him, he took a few steps, "Whoa!" After a few sounds, the little bird eating cherries in the cherry tree was frightened and flew away, and only a few dared to chirp in the trees beside it.

Four or five cherry trees are full of cherries, yellow, half-yellow, half-red, red, crimson, and look particularly attractive.

"Didn't anyone pick it?" Zhao Lan asked.

"There are very few people coming up the mountain from this side. Most of the people went up the mountain from the road they were accustomed to, and the road was easy to walk there, and there was a stream. So, not many people are going this way. Yuanhe explained.

"It's not easy to dig up a tree that's so big." Yuan He said with some hesitation under a big cherry tree with a shovel.

Big trees are really not easy to dig, the main thing is that there are no suitable tools, and this shovel in ancient times is not quite like the modern one. This one is straight, almost in the form of a square piece of iron, and the modern one has a small spade, a long spade, and a flat-dotted spade. I remember to use a small shovel to plant small vegetable seedlings, a one-foot-long half-waist slightly bent wooden handle or iron handle, with a palm-sized shovel embedded underneath. The handle of the long shovel should be more than a meter long, and the shovel below has a pointed tip and a smooth top, and the foot can poke into the soil and dig up a handful of soil without effort. If there was such a long shovel, it would be much easier to dig up.

It is still necessary to let Zhao Lan's father transform the utensils. Zhao Lan needs a small shovel to grow flowers.

Seeing Yuan He standing next to the largest big cherry tree, Zhao Lan laughed happily.

"If you don't dig up the big one, it's hard to dig and it's hard to live." Zhao Lan pointed to a half-sized unfruitful cherry tree and couldn't help but smile and said, "Dig this one, this one is easy to dig and live." ”

Yuan He's face turned red with laughter, and he squeaked and said, "This tree is small and has no fruit, what are you going to eat when you dig it up?"

"Next year it may bear fruit, but this year we can come here to pick it, and it won't affect us from eating the fruit."

"If there is fruit to eat, why dig it up and replant it."

Yuan He asked a little puzzled.

"It's convenient! There are too many people picking here, so we won't be able to pick it, and we won't be able to eat it. ”

"No one knows that there is fruit here, and they don't have to worry about others picking it."

"No matter, dig a tree and go back first."

Trees are only safe when they are planted on their own turf. Zhao Lan thought to herself.

The two of them worked together, and in about a stick of incense, the two cherry trees dug up the soil together. The saplings are not big, and Yuan He can take them alone.

Yuan He walked in front with a sapling, and Zhao Lan followed back with a tool.

"Yo, who is this! Huzi doesn't want you, you have found Yuanhe again! Liu Er shouted sharply, "Chun Tao, come quickly!" ”

"Brother Yuanhe, why are you with Zhao Lan?"