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Chapter 73 Grapes

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    It is often a very interesting thing to deviate from the expectations of a certain thing or a certain place.

    Grape Valley, the place name reminds me of field ridges and grape trellises under the scorching sun, green or purple fruit that can be stuffed into a mouth at any time.

    ? Seeing the shuttle bus covered in green paint drive up to the front, the eye-catching green color and the scorching sun overhead, my first impression is not good.

    When the car entered the gate, it made a sharp turn, and the people in the car all said in unison, wow.

    The promenade with no end in sight, the light orange pillars, densely covered with grape vines, covering the sky and the scorching sun.  Bunches of green grapes hang down like raindrops that are about to fall.

    On both sides of the promenade are also endless vineyards, with rows of wooden frames about one person high, covered with deep green.

    Soon a ditch appeared on the side of the road, and the water was rushing. It is said that it was drawn here after the snow on the mountain melted, and was sent all the way to the fields below the mountain to water the crops.

    The car always goes along this ditch all the way to the depths of the scenic spot, passing by people, shops, schools The speed is very fast, but the small yards of each house can still be seen clearly.

    The small yards are not very big, covered by vines or tarpaulins, and colorful cloths are hung to dry.  There is nothing paved on the ground, the original ecological land, and flowers are planted in the corners, as if they are free-range. There is no special arrangement, but they all grow freely and without restraint.

    In the yard of every family, there is a big bed under the vines, covered with brightly colored blankets.  It is said that because of the hot weather here, people here usually sleep outside under the grape trellis to cool off at night.

    This reminds me of the bamboo bed I had when I was a child.  There is one in the corner of the yard of my grandfather¡¯s house. The bamboo surface is very smooth after a long time.  Summer in Nanjing is very hot. In the evening, the bamboo beds are moved out and poured with pots of cold water.  When the sun went down, the bamboo bed was already cool to the touch. I was hugged and put on it, and immediately crawled around barefoot I don't remember the specific scene clearly, but I still have the impression of the cool touch under my hands.

    The scenic area is not as interesting as the scenery along the way, but wherever you go, there are grape trellis promenades that cover the sun. Spring water is drawn in the promenades, and the way is winding, and the cool breeze does not have half the heat.

    Walking and walking, I saw a row of flower beds, inside a piece of blue, gorgeous and enchanting but not tacky.  I couldn't help but go up and sit down, and when I looked up, I saw bunches of grapes that were within reach, crystal clear, round and plump.

    It's a pity that there is a sign next to it: Grapes for ornamental use, please do not pick them.

    It must be sour, no doubt.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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