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Recently, Li Chao and I have gotten closer, and we are almost inseparable.
Of course, except for lunch break and school.
Because Li Chao and I are not in the same dormitory.
Before the National Day, Li Chao invited us to his house to play.
After I greeted my grandparents, I rushed to the appointment. Li Chao's family lives in Huaiyuan. Although he didn't go to the street, it was quite far from my home. Get on your bike and it takes nearly an hour to get here.
Li Chao, who had already been waiting at the intersection, and several other classmates greeted each other one after another. Li Chao led the team, and Chen Jie, Ren Yong, and Brother Xiao followed behind on bicycles.
The main road from Baima to Huaiyuan is nearly two kilometers away from Li Chao's home, and the scenery on both sides of the road is quite good.
Nurseries, flower trees, one by one.
It's not like my house is full of rapeseed and wheat seedlings.
A small river about three meters wide appeared in front of me, a bit similar to the small river ditch in front of my house. A bridge of prefabricated slabs rests on it.
A trickle, a slow flow, across the bridge, white tiles, tall courtyard walls.
Riding a bicycle and passing by the bridge, the breeze blowing from the bridge deck has a faint smell of stream water.
? Clean and refreshing!
?After greeting Li Chao¡¯s family, I began to savor the Yuanba that came from different environments.
There are three main rooms with small blue tiles, and two side rooms with tiles.
The courtyard dam is not big, but it is enough to accommodate three or four tables of people eating at the same time. Perhaps it is also a yard built with full consideration of the number of relatives in the family during the Chinese New Year.
Around the yard, the waist-high flower beds are full of flowers and plants.
All kinds of flowers and plants are of different heights and colors. Many I can't name. The small courtyard belonging to the hometown of nurseries really has a special flavor.
"Do you want to play mahjong?" Under Li Chao's greeting, we sat around the mahjong table and started the mahjong discussion where friendship is the first.
Because they are all students, they don't have much money on them. Let's play a little mahjong for fifty cents.
Near noon, the mahjong sound didn't end until Li Chao's mother asked us to eat.
On the table, I won the most, 23 yuan! This income can be described as quite a lot.
? I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s the first time for Li Chao to invite his classmates to his home, anyway, it should be our first time here.
After busy work, Auntie prepared a large table full of delicious food. But the few of us are not cautious, because we are familiar with Li Chao enough, we have to be a little more restrained when we come here, but after we get to know each other well, we feel that aunt and uncle are easy to communicate with, so we let go.
A table of delicacies, the guests and hosts enjoy themselves while talking and laughing
After dinner, we took a walk, chatted, and wandered around, Li Chao finally took us to a secret place.
Before he came, he told us to bring a bag each.
No matter how many times we asked, he didn't tell us what the pockets are for.
Although everyone can guess that it must be used to pretend to be delicious or fun.
But this sense of mystery makes us look forward to it very much.
Go out the door, turn right and go forward, about 100 meters later. Li Chao stopped, surrounded by fields.
Fruit trees of two or three meters high are covered with fruits of different sizes. "What is this?" This is the first time I have seen this kind of fruit. It is the size of a fist and is black and shiny.
"This is Brown Lee, a specialty of our area. It's delicious." Li Chao motioned us to eat whatever we wanted, because the land belongs to his family.
Four or five acres of land are all planted with Brown plum trees.
The distance between the trees is about three meters, and the plum trees are about the thickness of thighs. It doesn't grow very tall, so it should be specially trimmed.
The height of the tree is only more than three meters, and black plums like jewels are hanging on the branches. I jumped up and lightly grabbed a brown plum. After the weight of my body fell naturally, it drove the plum off the branch.
The fist-sized Brown Lee lay quietly in the palm, exuding a seductive fragrance.
The dark gray skin is covered with hoarfrost. I gently wiped off the hoarfrost on it, revealing the crystal clear skin - dark black.
"How beautiful, this is the first time I have seen such a big plum!~" There was joy in my heart, and the appearance of Brown Lee refreshed my understanding of plums.
"Are you really free to eat? Is it delicious?" I asked again.
"Yes! Try it!" Li Chao said generously.
So I opened my mouth wide and bit down, with a "click", a big mouthful.The son was held in my mouth.
The crunchy plum meat, full of juice, spreads from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue.
Sour! In addition to being sour, it also has the fragrance of plums, and my mouth is filled with clear saliva in an instant.
Such a beautiful plum, I was full of expectations for its taste, but I couldn't open my eyes because of the sour taste.
"Bah, bah, bah~" I quickly spit out the unchewed plums in my mouth, "Why is it so sour, why does it taste like this?" I asked disappointedly.
I want to find a satisfactory answer from Li Chao, is it my bad luck? Is the one you just picked not ripe?
"Where is there sourness? This is the taste of Brown Lee, sweet and sour." Li Chao explained.
Well, I am really convinced. It is obviously very sour, but it becomes sour-sweet when it comes to him.
"It's too sour, I can't eat it." After Ren Yong and Chen Jie tasted each other, it seemed that they couldn't accept the taste. Everyone was frowning, frowning and staring at each other, probably because they wanted to learn from other people's faces. Find comfort.
"It's not sour. This plum will be delicious after a few days. Don't worry" Everyone stared at Li Chao suspiciously. This is probably the most uncertain thing I've ever heard in my life.
Under Li Chao's repeated hints, we all started to beat the plums. Brown Lee is really good-looking. The biggest one is bigger than a fist, like a big meat bun.
The branches close to the ground are almost all picked, and the big plums grow taller. At this time, bamboo poles and benches come into play one after another.
Shake the tree trunk, swing the bamboo pole, and with a crackling sound, black gemstones fell to the ground one by one.
Everyone cheered and picked it up and put it in their carry pockets.
Ren Yong, Chen Jie, Brother Xiao and I made a big bag by ourselves.
Li Chao was unreasonably enthusiastic, as if he was unhappy if we didn't fill his pockets.
In the afternoon, the sun slanted westward, and it was time to go back.
Tie your pockets to the back seat of your bike, say goodbye to Li Chao, and ride your bike back home.
Open your pockets and let your grandparents take a look at today's harvest!
"Wow, what kind of plum are you? It's so big!" Grandparents surrounded them with smiles, all very curious about Brown Lee in front of them.
"Haven't you seen this plum, it's from my classmate's house."
"No, where did you find this kind of plum before? It should be a new variety."
I quickly washed one, peeled some lightly with a knife, and handed it to my grandparents.
Grandpa and grandma were full of joy, and they took it expectantly. Just as they put it in their mouths, their expressions changed: "Wow, it's so sour! Bah~"
I just picked up the plum, and within three seconds, it was thrown to the ground. Doesn't this thing look delicious? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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