Climb the mountain to harvest (2)

When the Xie family went to the place where people in the village often gathered for meetings, they found that most of the people in the village had already arrived, and almost everyone was carrying a basket, and some of them still had a few large cloth bags in the basket.

The same is true for the Xie family, Xie Dawei, Xie Daguang, and Xie Dayong, each of the three brothers brought a big cloth bag, but I am afraid that there will be too many things to carry in the basket, but it will be a pity.

"Hey, why did your little scholars go to the mountains to catch up, didn't they all become scholars? He also grabbed food from our farmers. A mean-looking woman with triangular eyes said in a weird way.

"Aunt Qian, where is it, our family is also a Zhuang family, it's just to send the child to know a few words, the child is thin-skinned, and you don't deserve to say that." When Xie Dawei heard the words, he immediately reacted and replied, in order to block the sour words of the people in the village over the years, he has practiced a good eloquence.

"Yes, yes, Dawei, your little minister's fine skin and tender meat are not as good as those mud boys in the village, what will you do when something happens?"

"Dawei, your family needs all this silver, and I actually let the little minister come out, and I am not afraid of tiring him."

As soon as several women saw Xie Yanqing, they also joked, and Xie Dawei couldn't handle it alone.

Seeing this, Xie Yanqing made a gesture and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, Shi is just a reading boy, not a little princess, and besides, Shi Shi can't erase the identity of a farmer's family, so I hope that a few aunts will stop making fun of me." ”

Xianggong is the common name of Xiucai in ancient times, and Xie Yanqing can't afford this title at present, so of course he has to refuse.

Looking at Xie Yanqing, who was a polite scholar, several peasant women were a little ashamed of themselves, and when they heard Xie Yanqing say this, they stopped making fun of Xie Yanqing, and instead talked about other topics with the Xie family.

After a while, the people in the village who were going to the mountain arrived, and the whole village embarked on the journey up the mountain under the leadership of Liu Boshan, the eldest son of the village chief, that is, Liu Qingyun, another scholar in Xie Yanqing's village.

Walking on the road, Xie Yanqing couldn't help but ask Xie Dawei curiously, "Dad, are all the people in the village doing activities together?" With so many people, if there are few fruit trees found, how can they be divided? ”

"What else can I do, it depends on whose hand is fast. There are so many beasts in the mountains that no one dares to act alone, unless it is just the road that people often walk at the foot of the mountain. But what could be there? ”

At this time, they happened to walk to a gentle slope, Xie Dawei was not at ease, and Xie Yanqing gave him a hand.

Not long after walking up the gentle slope, Xie Yanqing saw patches of chestnut trees, and many chestnuts fell into the ground, and now it is the end of August, and the season of chestnut ripening.

Xie Yanqing was also a little tired after walking for so long, and he thought that the people in the village should stop picking chestnuts.

However, to Xie Yanqing's surprise, they all regarded the chestnut as if they hadn't seen it, and continued to walk forward.

Xie Yanqing thought for a while and couldn't help patting his head, now that he has not been up the mountain for a long time, he is still at the foot of the mountain, and the chestnuts are so heavy, of course, he will pick them on the return trip, otherwise he will be stupid to carry such heavy things up the mountain again.

Xie Yanqing felt that he had been gone for a long, long time, and the sweat drops were falling like rain, and now he was still a child, plus he usually only wrote and painted, and had never done any physical work, his physical fitness can be imagined.

Finally, when Xie Yanqing felt that he was going to die of exhaustion, he saw a few persimmon trees and walnut trees.

At this time, everyone in the village went up in a honeycomb, but each family still had a young man on guard, and the person from the Xie family was Xie Mancang.

The people of the Xie family were divided into 2 batches, Xie Dayong went to the persimmon tree to pick persimmons, and Xie Dawei, Xie Daguang and Xie Yanqing went to pick walnuts.

Xie Dawei took a bamboo pole to knock the walnuts off the tree, and Xie Yanqing and Xie Daguang picked them up on the ground.

Due to the large number of people in the village, several trees were soon stripped of their belongings. Because Xie Yanqing rarely does this kind of thing, his hand speed is not fast, and he doesn't pick up many walnuts, so his small basket is only more than half a basket, and his second uncle's big basket is almost full.

"Stone, you picked up slowly for the first time, it's okay, usually if you don't come to our house, you can't have more than this half basket of walnuts." Xie Daguang looked at Xie Yanqing's depressed expression and couldn't help but comfort.