"Daddy~Eat fruit~~"

Su Qinghe was thinking about something in his mind, so he obediently grabbed a large thorn bubble and came back, and the red crystal wild fruit lying on the palm of the little fleshy flesh looked particularly beautiful.

Su Qinghe unceremoniously picked it up and put it in his mouth, looking at it obediently, Su Qinghe chewed and nodded again and again, "It's delicious~ It's really delicious~"

Obediently cheered, Su Qinghai behind asked, "Obediently, is the third uncle there?" ”

was obediently stunned, ran back to Su Xiaoting and ran back again, she treated everyone equally, everyone had a share.

This section of the mountain road is relatively flat, there are not many weeds, and motorcycles can be driven up. A little further up, just now where Su Xiaoting picked the thorn bubbles, the weeds began to flourish, and she couldn't find anyone when she threw her obediently into it.

Su Qinghe watched the little guy running around to divide the wild fruits, so he took a break, and asked Su Xiaoting: "Is there a lot of this kind of prickly bubble in the front piece?" ”

When he returned, he found that many of the wild fruits that were everywhere when he was a child are rarely seen now.

The surrounding mountains have been walked by Su Xiaoting, and she is familiar with them, so she doesn't have to think much, so she replied: "There are not many there, but they are the most recent, and there are the most ridges, but many of them are not familiar now." ”

Su Qinghe looked in the direction pointed by Su Xiaoting, the ridge was exactly what he was going to pass through this time, and when he turned over, the grave he wanted to sweep was on the ridge behind.

It is only the spring equinox now, and it is not yet the time when the wild fruits are ripe on a large scale, and there are not many wild fruits that can be picked and eaten.

It has been almost a full year since Su Qinghe came back, and Su Xiaoting has only gone up the mountain a handful of times this year, and she is probably hungry for wild fruits, so she went up the mountain early this morning to look for it.

"It's almost over, let's go back early." Su Qinghe patted Su Xiaoting's head, hugged the little guy and continued to set off, Su Xiaoting watched them leave, and then went into the weeds to pick wild fruits, eating while picking, and then put them in his pocket when he had eaten enough.

Obediently should know that Su Qinghe hugged her and climbed the mountain hard, she didn't make trouble or jump very sensibly, she was bulging in her pocket, she took all the prickly bubbles that Su Xiaoting picked, kept eating along the way, and stuffed one for Su Qinghe from time to time.

Passing through the eucalyptus forest, I came to the foot of the ridge that Su Xiaoting pointed out just now, the mountain road at this ridge is much steeper, the wild grass is so lush that even the mountain road is covered, miscanthus grass and vines are dense, Su Qinghai walked in front with a machete to open the way.

"Hey, Dad, this is a five-fingered peach, right?" Su Qinghai suddenly stopped and pointed to the weed pile next to him.

Su Zhiliang walked up and looked at it, nodded and said yes, Chen Ping said that he would go down the mountain to pick it home, Lingnan people love to put Chinese medicinal materials in soup, five-finger peach pot pork ribs, pigeons, suitable for men, women and children, delicious taste, and the effect of clearing the liver and moistening the lungs.

Su Qinghe didn't know much about wild medicinal materials, so he also came up and took a closer look to see what the five-fingered peach looked like, and remembered that he would not miss it when he encountered it on the mountain in the future.

obediently also pretended to watch, in fact, she didn't even know what Su Qinghe was looking at, but it was the wild fruits that attracted her attention.

Su Xiaoting is right, there are indeed a lot of wild fruits on this ridge, but they are basically unripe cyan, or some have not borne fruit at all.

Over this mountain, there is a mountain behind, halfway up the mountain is the destination of the Suqing River, the weeds of the grave have been cleaned up every year, although a year has passed, it has grown luxuriantly, but compared with the weeds next to it, it is not so dense.

It can be said that standing in the worship hall of each tomb and looking into the distance, the field of vision is broad, and the air in the mountains is fresher, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, and the distant mountains are full of clouds and mist, and the end is a beautiful landscape painting.

Rao is Su Qinghe doesn't take many pictures, so he couldn't help but take out his mobile phone to take a few landscape photos and send them to Bai Zhi.

Obedient is a stinky beauty, seeing Su Qinghe taking pictures, he pestered Su Qinghe to take a few photos of her head, Su Zhiliang and others rested for a while, and then began to clean up the weeds, Su Qinghe is not good at fishing, put it aside and sit down, arrange the baby water cup and snacks, and then play cartoons on the mobile phone, let her play alone.

After a while, Su Qinghe heard a well-behaved giggle, originally thought that the cartoon had amused her, but when she looked up, the little guy was still watching the cartoon, and the mobile phone didn't know where she had thrown it, sitting there and not knowing what to poke with her finger.

Su Qinghe looked over and saw that there was a small fat insect on the ground that was the size and length of an obedient index finger, turquoise, with two eye-like markings on the front of its back, a row of almost oval white spots on each side, and a short thorn on its tail.

"Hey, what kind of worm is this?" Su Qinghe dared to say that it was the first time he had seen this kind of insect in his nearly thirty years of life.

Obediently fascinated, when he heard Su Qinghe's words, he turned his head and saw that his father was also coming, so he grabbed the insect as if showing off, "Dad~Beautiful insect~~"

"Oh yes, pretty bug!" Su Qinghe nodded, and said one thing, this unknown insect is chubby, and it looks like it has a sense of cuteness. Appearance is a good thing, and because of this, Su Qinghe doesn't care about grabbing this little fat worm obediently.

Su Zhiliang and Su Qinghai also came over to take a look, and they all shook their heads and said they didn't know, Su Qinghe raised his eyebrows, they are young people, even Su Zhiliang has never seen them, could it be that it is a rare animal?

The current network has many functions, Su Qinghe found his mobile phone, took pictures and read pictures, and told him that this was the last instar larva of the oblique green moth, not a rare animal, and there was not much information.

It turned out to be a moth larvae, so it's okay, I'll just say how can there be a rare animal in our ridge.

Su Qinghe continued to be busy, letting the obedient play alone, just a larva, even if he obediently played it to death, it would not have a single impact on a group.

After worshipping this tomb mountain, the firecrackers were all set off, and seeing that the incense and candles were not burned, everyone was not in a hurry to leave. In recent years, with the increase of publicity, everyone's awareness of fire prevention has increased a lot, and they will basically leave after no open flame, so there has been no mountain fire in this area of Nanling Town in recent years.

That's a good thing.

Obediently hasn't played the little fat worm to death, Su Qinghe obediently washed his hands, drank the mineral water, grabbed the larvae and put it in the bottle, since it is the last larva of the moth, it should be able to break the cocoon and transform soon, catch it back and observe.

Obediently obviously loves the little fat worm very much, and has to hold the bottle by himself.

It's easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, Su Qinghe hugged obediently, and the hoe was used as a cane to support one step at a time, Chen Ping swept away the five-fingered peach found along the way, and when she returned to the place where she met Su Xiaoting, she was no longer there, Su Qinghe thought that she should have finished picking wild fruits and went home down the mountain.

Returning along the way they came, they were diverted at a fork in the road, and the group headed straight for the other graves.

It wasn't until one o'clock at noon that I hurried down the mountain to go home for lunch, when the sun was fierce, and the novelty of being obedient had already passed, and the whole person was wilting.