The sun was shining, and my sister and I went to Eagle Rock to pick up tung tea with a basket on our backs. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThere is a big paulownia tree on the side of the stone wall by the small stone pond of Eagle Rock, which is full of paulownia like red apples, and it is estimated that there are dozens of catties at least. Because it was too steep, the tree was so special that no one dared to hit it, and in previous years, no one would pick it up until it was ripe and fell. This year I want to go and play down.

That day, my sister was scared in Maple Hill, and she was very timid these days. Fortunately, these days, we are all walking together, going to pick up tung tea all over the mountains, which is also a rare time for our sister and brother to work together. On weekdays, we have our own division of labor, either she pulls the pigweed and I cut the wood, or I pull the pigweed and she chops the wood. There aren't many opportunities for two people to do the same thing together.

My sister walked in front, and I followed behind with a slender bamboo pole. My sister was born in 62, more than two years older than me, less than three years old, but almost a head taller than me, everyone said that my sister followed her father, and she must be a tall and beautiful girl in the future, and I followed my mother, my mother is not tall, which makes me very worried about growing up in the future.

My sister works a lot harder than I do. She can do most of the housework. Housework is also divided, generally she washes the dishes and I sweep the floor, she carries water and I light the fire, as for cooking and washing vegetables, feeding chickens and pigs, she is all her. In the past few months, I have been practicing with Uncle Liang morning and evening, and she has done her share of mine.

When I was young, I was ignorant, lazy and playful, and I wished I didn't do anything, thanks to my sister. At first, my sister would quarrel with me, be fierce to me, shed tears from time to time, and blame my mother for being partialistic and patriarchal. As I get older, my sister doesn't compare herself to me anymore, she tries to do as much as she can.

We soon arrived at the small rock pool.

The water of the small mountain stream was thin, thin, slow, gurgling, and singing. Perhaps due to the drought, the small waterfall on the rock was gone, only a few trickles that slipped down against the stone wall. The water in the stone pool is not very shallow, it is crystal clear, and there are a few yellow paulownia leaves floating on it, and there are paddling insects swimming quickly on the surface of the water, bringing out a circle of fine ripples.

Standing on the edge of the pool, my sister looked up at the paulownia tree next to the stone wall. The main trunk of the paulownia tree is as thick as a sea bowl, and it grows obliquely on the edge of the cliff on the right, and it is independent in the air, and it is more than two zhang high from the waterhole, and the branches stretch outward, covering half of the small ravine. The broad leaves have been yellowed, some have fallen, the fist-sized tung trees are hanging all over the branches, most of them are red and translucent, and there are some shades that are not ripe? Glow with a blue glow.

My sister said to me worriedly, "So steep? Forget it, we don't want this paulownia. In case ......"

I was looking up at the olecrasbill, and the snake and rat battle from more than four months ago was still vivid. I turned my head and smiled and said to my sister, "You can just pick it up here, I promise it's no problem." ”

I leaned the long bamboo pole against the rock, put down the basket, and took out the firewood knife inside and pinned it behind my waist. My sister looked worried, and before she opened her mouth to say something, I raised my head and said proudly:

"Don't worry. I've been practicing boxing with Uncle Liang for so long, so I'll let you see my skills today, and I'll surprise you! ”

To reach the tree, you have to climb over the slope on the right. In order to reassure my sister, I decided to put on a show. I pointed to the palm tree on the slope and said to my sister:

"Didn't my mother say that she would weave me a palm mat? I climbed to the palm village and peeled off the brown, cut down the brown flower as well, and then brought it back to feed the pigs. “

Picking up tongzi can bring back more than ten or twenty pieces of brown skin by the way, which is also an unexpected harvest.

In our mountainous area, the palm tree, like the tung tea tree, is a "treasure tree". They are all cash cows that can create economic benefits for us.

Every time I see a palm tree, I remember the phrase, "A thousand palms and thousands of trees, forever." The old saying.

Palm trees are more valuable than paulownia trees, the trunk is a good wood, the outside and soft on the inside, moisture-resistant, moisture-resistant and corrosion-resistant, most suitable for outdoor bridges and water diversion troughs, many of our wooden bridges and water maples here are used palm trees, of course, they can also be used as furniture. Palm leaves can be made into fans and ropes, palm flowers can be fed to pigs, and palm fruits can be used as medicine. Of course, the biggest value is the brown coat skin, weaving clothes, making palm mats, braiding brown ropes, and the finished product can be directly exchanged for money.

The value of the paulownia tree is not large, the wood is loose, and it is generally only used for firewood, but the paulownia can be squeezed for oil. After the tung fruit is harvested, it is piled in the corner of the house, and the skin and flesh are naturally rotten for more than a month, at this time, dig out the tung seeds in the inner package, dry and crush the shell, and directly squeeze the seeds to extract oil. Tung oil is the main raw material for the manufacture of paint inks, and its value has always been not low. The tables, chairs, benches and furniture at home can be directly used with tung oil twice without paint, which is equally durable and easy to clean.

If someone really has a thousand palm trees or 10,000 tung trees, there is almost no need to manage them, and a tree can be harvested for decades, not to mention how rich it is, and there is no need to worry about food and clothing.

I used my hands and feet together, and climbed up the slope in a few clicks.

The stout palm tree was straight like a column. The tree is covered with a circle of dense brown knots, like bamboo scars, there are no branches on the main trunk, the long green and bright petioles on the top of the tree are crowned with emerald green leaves like a big cattail fan, unfolded in all directions, the lower part of the petiole is connected with the black-brown reticulated brown clothes tightly wrapped on the trunk, and a large cluster of tender yellow brown flowers poked out of the leaf clusters.

I clasped the round trunk of the tree with both hands and quickly climbed to the top of the tree. I hugged the trunk of the tree with my left hand, took out a firewood knife from behind my waist with my right hand, and cut off the stalk with one sword, and the palm flower fell to the slope, and then I did not hurry to use the firewood knife to cut around the bottom of the brown coat of the trunk and peel off a piece of brown coat with a stalk and leaves, and threw it on the slope.

This ownerless palm tree is so remote that it is estimated that no one has come to pick and peel it for several years, so I peeled more than 20 pieces all the way up before throwing the firewood knife to the slope and calmly sliding down the palm tree.

My sister looked at me in surprise.

Everyone in the mountains knows that palm trees are the most difficult to climb. The bark of the palm tree is extremely hard and slippery, and it is a straight pillar, with no branches to draw on, and it usually has to use a ladder to cut and peel the brown coat. Just go straight up and down, and your arms have to have great strength, not to mention that it took you a decade or two to swing a knife to cut the brown? It seems that no one has ever seen this before.

I gathered the brown clothes from the slope, cut off the stalks, tied up the brown skins, and threw them along with the palm flowers to the waterhole below, so that my sister could get aside, and I pulled up the long bamboo pole and climbed over the slope to beat the paulownia seeds.

Under my sister's upward gaze and advice, I soon arrived at the paulownia tree. In fact, it is not too difficult to get under the paulownia tree, and it is not too dangerous. The difficult and dangerous thing is that this paulownia tree that grows next to the rock wall does not grow straight upwards, but sticks out diagonally like it has been blown down by the wind and does not fall, hanging above the stone pool. Who would dare to take risks for hundreds of catties of tung fruit? If you stumble halfway through the climb or break the branches and fall, there is a chance that you will return to the west.

I put the bamboo pole on the branches, climbed the tree like a single-plank bridge, chose a thick branch and stood firmly, leaned against the trunk, and waved the bamboo pole to knock it violently. The tung fruit and leaves on the tree flew down, and the waterhole, small stream and firewood and grass at the foot of the mountain on both sides fell everywhere, and my sister stood with the back rock below, covering her head and face with a basket to prevent being hit by the paulownia fruit.

It didn't take long for all the trees to be knocked down by me. I threw the bamboo pole straight down, and inserted it into the small pool below with a "pop", and a few drops of the splash splashed on my sister. I was still in high spirits, and opened my throat and sang a mountain song:

The paulownia is white

The knot is full of paulownia red and fresh

Squeeze the tung oil clearly

Paint out the dowry shiny

……

My sister looked up and shouted, "Be careful, don't go crazy." Slow down, come down! ”

I giggled and said, "Do you want me to slow down or hurry?" ”

My sister didn't laugh, but looked up at me and said, "Which one is telling you a joke?" I'm dizzy from watching below, and my mother knows that you will definitely scold you if you climb such a tree. Don't sit on it, come down slowly. ”

I knew that my sister was worried about me, so I smiled lightly: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll take a breath and come down." ”

There was an eagle chirping in the air, and I looked up at the sky, and a rock eagle circled and glided in mid-air, and when it was about to touch the mountain, it chirped, and pierced into the depths of the mountainside like an arrow, probably to find its prey. I withdrew my gaze, suspicious, spread my hands, and easily descended the sloping trunk to the rock face.

I was facing the rock wall, holding the bush branch on the side, and was about to walk back from the side, when I suddenly heard my sister screaming "ah" below, and hurriedly turned my head to see that two fluffy weasels were crouching at the exit of the small pool staring at my sister, and my sister was so frightened that she shrank in front of her with her hands in front of her, leaning against the rock wall and squatting on the ground. I shouted: "Rhubarb and Xiaohuang, don't scare my sister!" Then he used his hands and feet together, quickly climbed to the slope, and went down to the edge of the pool.

The two little ones squeaked and swooped into my arms.