Chapter 27 Horse's Nest Wild Persimmon Forest
The sky emits soft light, clear and distant, making people want to hear the singing of flying larks, just as looking at the blue sea and want to see a white sail.
Behind Caijia Village is a barren mountain. The village used to plant a few acres of tea here, but later it was abandoned for some reason. It has been thirty or forty years now, and the trees are four or five meters high.
Although no one cares about the tea tree, it grows very well. Cai Hongming once went up the mountain to pick tea leaves and made tea, and the taste was even better than the ones I bought.
Looking at the tall tea trees on the barren mountain, Cai Hongming wondered if he should transplant a few trees into the blessed land in the jade tripod. In the future, if the buds grow, they will pick them and stir-fry them to drink them, so as not to buy the kind of garbage-like tea on the market. However, this idea has to be done while there is no one, and it is not good to be seen by others.
Swirl up the mountain road and enter the deep forest.
The woods are covered with thick weeds, and the vigorous and green pine trees stand proudly among the weeds. The mountain wind blows, and the pine waves blew, and this sound hits the heart, making people feel comfortable and happy. Cai Hongming sucks the fresh air floating in the wind, like drinking a cup of mellow wine, which makes people intoxicated. At this time, he finally appreciates the artistic conception of "the cicadas are quieter in the forest, and the birds are singing in the mountains."
In the distance, a mountain spring flows through the woods and valleys, leaving behind a string of jingling melody. This music from nature gently taps the gentle heart of a person.
Most of the evergreen broad-leaved forests on the mountain. Although southern Fujian is like spring all year round, some trees still have leaves. The sun shines through the gaps of the branches, reflecting the twisted branches of ancient trees and the old bark, which looks like picturesque landscape paintings.
The nearby mountains and forests are different from those in the distance, and they appear clear and distinctive in outlines.
There are trees of different varieties growing in front, back, left and right. Some trees have lost all their leaves, with only sparse and bare branches remaining, and their hard trunks stand proudly; some trees still have a few decadent yellow leaves; some trees are still lush and green, but this green is not as vibrant as other seasons, with more rich and rich seasons; some trees are covered with bright red leaves, like a bunch of roses; like a cluster of flying red butterflies; like a bright and bright cloud. In this originally withered and bleak winter, people feel the beauty of life.
As Cai Hongming walked, he was looking for the thatch in the mountains. He saw where there were more and wrote down carefully.
Thatched root is a white thatched root, which is a traditional Chinese medicine, sweet and cold in nature. It cools blood, stops bleeding, clears heat and makes it diuretic. It is very delicious for stewing meat. He plans to dig some and bring it to the ground he bought. The roots of thatch can be stewed in soup, and the grass can be fed to livestock, killing multiple kills. More importantly, thatched can be strong in vitality. As long as there is roots and a little rain can nourish it, it can survive. This is also one of the reasons why Cai Hongming wanted to bring thatch to the northwest for planting.
"Brother, look, what is that?" Suddenly, Cai Hongsheng next to him shouted.
Cai Hongming turned his head and looked at the place where he pointed. He saw a hornet nest of more than one person hanging in the woods not far away. The dense hornets flew in and out from time to time, making people's scalp numb. Needless to say, he knew what he was going to do, and he must have wanted to catch hornets. In many people's concepts, hornets are poisonous, and if they are stung too much, they will die. Even if they stung a few times, they will swollen like a steamed bun. But to be honest, hornets are also a good thing. Soaking hornets with wine can treat urgent, chronic rheumatism and rheumatism. On the market, the highest price of an adult hornet can reach five yuan, and it is usually about one yuan.
Not only hornets, but also bee pupas.
Bee pupa is rich in high protein but low in fat. It is a very high-end natural and nutritious food. It tastes amazing. It is only a little fried and sprinkled with salt and pepper, which is a rare delicacy.
Cai Hongming thought about it and he was drooling, but unfortunately they didn't take the guys.
Catching hornets is a technical job. It’s not that you can rush up and pick it up. It’s luck not to be stung by hornets. First of all, you need to have a full set of arms, that is, buy a thick raincoat to wear, then put on rain boots, gloves, and a safety helmet on your head. Be sure to cover your whole body tightly and don’t be stung by hornets. If you are stung, it’s your ancestors’ blessing. After wearing these things, catching hornets is simple. Just put on the hornet’s nest with a plastic bag, and you can do whatever you want to deal with it when you go home.
"I didn't bring anything, what's the point?" said Cai Zhengxian next to him.
"I'll go back and get it." Cai Hongsheng said excitedly.
"What are you going to take? You won't go up the mountain. If you want to catch it, you will catch it again, and it won't run away." Cai Hongming shouted.
Cai Hongsheng felt it was reasonable, so he didn't say anything anymore and continued to walk forward.
After walking a few steps, a sound suddenly came from the grass. Immediately afterwards, two pheasants flew out from inside, flapping their wings and flew into the distance.
Cai Hongsheng looked at it and muttered, "I would have brought the gun out if I had known it. Look, I can't catch anything now. I watch the pheasant fly away from the front, like a fool."
"The government is in strict control now, so it's better not to use guns, otherwise there will be no explanation for something." Cai Zhengxian said.
"If you don't want your second uncle to go to the cage to see you, it's best not to play with guns, especially if there is a gun at home, it's best not to tell others, be careful of something happening." Cai Hongming warned.
Cai Hongsheng nodded quickly. He was not a three-year-old child. He understood all these things, but sometimes he was inevitably itchy. This man understood all of them, who doesn’t like guns?
After walking through another hillside, there was a wild persimmon forest in front of it. The leaves on the wild persimmon tree had already fallen off, but there were still some red wild persimmon hanging on the tree. Although this wild persimmon tasted sweet, it was bitter after sweet. Cai Hongming used to pick it off and eat it. After eating it, his mouth was astringent and no taste in anything he had eaten. Later, he learned that this thing would be astringent after picking it off, otherwise he would not be able to eat it. But even though he knew the reason, he never picked the persimmon here since then.
This is where they used to come, especially in the autumn.
The persimmon forest in autumn is golden, with persimmons hanging on the branches, which is particularly beautiful. They are a group of little kids here to offer sweet potatoes and roast wild game, and they are so happy. Thinking about the time when Tong Meng was born, he was so happy. Now that he has grown up, although he has a lot of things, he has lost too much.
Some people say that women are fickle animals.
But in fact, whether it is a woman, a man, an adult or a child, as long as it is a human being, they are very fickle. When they were young, they always longed for their own sky; when they were old, they yearned for their childhood life, and they always felt that although they were poor at that time, they were happy. Now that they are rich, they feel empty, lonely, and sad.
Humans are actually very complex and contradictory animals.
Chapter completed!