"If you don't pick the hawthorn fruit quickly, wait for another rain, and it will all fall. ”

Before dawn, Gugu was dressed in cloth clothes, pants, cloth shoes, a cloth turban on his head, and carried large and small baskets stacked together, said hello to Geng Ding, and went out to go up the mountain.

"Don't forget, the best hawthorn has to go through the two beams. Geng Ding happily instructed behind his cooing.

It was dawn when Goo first entered the mountain. On the slightly yellowed artemisia grass bank on the bank of Ganhua Creek, drops of autumn dew were rubbed off by the trouser legs and shoes of the coo during the march, and a few fell on the tips of the coo's hair and shoulders, and there were some small dew drops floating in the air, which made people tremble when they heard it.

Every time I go up the mountain, I feel in a good mood.

After crossing the Ganhua Creek, she walked all the way up the mountain road she was most familiar with, and after walking for nearly a morning, Gugu finally climbed the Erdaoliang Ridge on the eastern slope of Daxi Mountain.

The red fruits and green leaves of the mountains reflected on the cheeks of Gugu, making her whole person beaming with joy and the joy brought by the harvest season.

At this time, you can vaguely see the dense and tall trunks of the hawthorn trees in the mountains. Even people who don't know how to do it can judge that this year is a good year for hawthorn fruits.

Coo walked faster and faster, to be exact, she trotted all the way to Erdaoliang, a large stack of large baskets and two ponytails swinging behind her.

Suddenly, the clouds were faster than her, and in an instant the sky was already dense on the ridge.

"Click-" A bolt of lightning struck the ridge, illuminating the bright hawthorn hanging from the branches of the two beams.

The red sky, the red fruit, a red-faced girl with nowhere to hide......

Rain, as it comes, comes.

"A grandfather is cold, he goes to the street to make vinegar and buy cloth...... "Goo Gu is not really hiding from the rain, nor is she going to avoid the lightning, she is calm, humming a song and wandering in the rain, standing on her feet, stretching out her hands, busy picking the red fruits that can be reached.

The rain kept washing the branches, and the hawthorns became more and more beautiful and red, and the big ones were all in her basket.

The song is also sung and changed to lyrics, and as a result, the rap tune of the Dayan River was changed to sing to:

"Put down the cloth, put down the vinegar,

Hawthorn went to hunt eagles and rabbits,

Flew the eagle, poured the rabbit,

Crunch, eat the nucleus and vomit ......"

Gu Gu thought while singing: "Hehe, Grandpa Leng has always made you serious, and now you will be hacked by my song." As for you, you will also be made to leave class early by the thunderstorm that I calculated earlier. Why don't you come soon? This hawthorn hunting together is our family's main business. ”

......

Geng Ding saw Shaoyi's "brave" practice in his eyes, although the five-year-old Shaoyi had spent enough time in the mountains alone for 9981 days, his foundation was weak after all. If he continued to practice today, he was really a little worried that he would hurt his body if he didn't practice a little less.

Geng Ding reheated the jar of tea that Gugu had boiled this morning, and the walnuts, oil residue, and tea noodles in it were already integrated, with an indescribable and attractive fragrance.

He put the poured tea on the plate very close to Shaoyi, and motioned for Shaoyi to drink.

Seeing that Shaoyi was concentrating on practicing and was unmoved, Geng Ding seemed to be talking to himself, and deliberately said to Shaoyi: "Oh, the thunder in the back mountain is not small!"

"Really......? Isn't there any danger to Goo-Goo? No, I'll have to grab my umbrella and go find Goo-Goo. Shaoyi struggled to come out of his composure state, and he put down the sword that was barely clutched between his fingers, his face full of anxiety.

As soon as the words fell, there was a very close muffled sound on the roof, and the thunderstorm came from the back mountain and had already entered the village.

Geng Ding and Shaoyi each held a bowl of pots of tea and ran into the house.

Immediately after, a bolt of lightning squeezed in through the tightly closed window.

"Click-" The electricity that burst out of the lightning was sucked up by the deer heads on the wall. Then the room became gloomy again, and only the two crossed antique weapons still shone brightly.

"Ah, this year's autumn thunder came four days earlier than last year, and according to this posture, Goo Goo may not be able to rush back before the rain. Geng Ding added.

"I'd better go. Shaoyi jumped off the kang, snatched the robe and umbrella in Geng Ding's hand, and rushed out with an arrow step.

The area around Xishan is different from Yunzhong, and the autumn thunder is more urgent and fierce than the summer thunder. As soon as Shaoyi's front foot crossed the Ganhua Creek, the raindrops the size of beans fell down, and the ground was instantly soaked.

After a while, the road became muddy. Less and one foot dragged his feet deep and shallow through the mud, sweat and rain mixed together and trickled down his cheeks.

The air is filled with the faint smell of dirt and dead leaves, and the temperature is plummeting.

Shaoyi took out the fastest speed in his life, he didn't take the usual path, came to a dangerous move, and outflanked the nearby cliff.

Sure enough, although it was dangerous, he did quickly climb the eastern slope of Daxi Mountain, and was able to climb the rain-soaked Erdaoliang Ridge.

Shaoyi searched for several wild hawthorn forests on the ridge, and the dense rain curtains and wet fallen leaves made the dense forest a chaotic and chaotic forest.

All the time, Shaoyi didn't see the figure of Gugu.

A thunderbolt exploded in his ears and struck a bush on a hill, and a fierce battle began between the fire and the menacing rain.

Raindrops were like indestructible arrows, stabbing at the bush fire one after another.

The flame did not show weakness, even if it was at a disadvantage from the beginning, it still resisted, burning vigorously and holding on in the heavy rain.

After all, the "bush fire" that was "ignited" by lightning was extinguished by the majestic rain before it could form a larger climate. The sparks on the charred trunks went out, and white smoke continued to emit and make a "bang-" sound.

Shaoyi walked past the trunk of a tree that had been burned with black charcoal, and a pungent smell of burning came to his nose. So he turned back and took a closer look at the charred trunk, and at the second branch of the trunk he found a small gelatinous thing, much like the hairpin that had been roasted.

This scene made him gasp unconsciously, and Shaoyi quickened his pace.

The sun and rain are like this, they are being poured with nowhere to hide, the rain is beginning to fade away, the thunder is far away, and a warmth leaks from the half-sunny sky.

A crack cracked in the sky, and the sunlight seized this rare opportunity to cast a beam of light.

......

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, apples, peaches, hawthorns, persimmons, plums, chestnuts, pears—"

Hearing this familiar labor tune, the nerves that were less tense relaxed, and suddenly became tired.

When the back of a hawthorn tree holding a bamboo pole appeared in Shaoyi's sight, he did not speak, and quickly stepped forward to inspect the hairpin on the top of Gugu's head, which was indeed missing.

"When did the hairpin fall?"

Goo turned his head to look at Shaoyi, took out a free hand and touched the top of his head, shook his head with a smile and said, "Hehe-

"One less you came at the right time. After the autumn thunder, it is an excellent time to pick hawthorn fruits. Don't care about the hairpin......"

Goo Gu tilted her head back to Shaoyi, and a long bamboo pole was tied to the dexterous crane's beak scissors, and she lifted it to the position of the canopy.

If you don't look at the past, here, there are hawthorn fruits that have been fully illuminated by the whole tree.

"Here's one. ”

Goo grabbed a large, round hawthorn and threw it at Shaoyi.

"Well, this year's taste is even better than last year's, juicy, crispy, and sour,......" I tasted with a lot of taste.