Early this morning, after breakfast, Grandpa Shen was preparing to go for a walk in the fields.

Wang Weidong suddenly came to the door and asked Grandpa Shen to go to the mountain to hunt walnuts.

On Laodong Mountain next to Qinghe Village, there are several century-old walnut trees that can produce several thousand kilograms of walnuts every year.

This is a gift from nature to the villagers, and it does not belong to any particular family.

Every year when walnuts are ripe, villagers will go to the mountains to hunt walnuts, sell them, give them away, or keep them for their own consumption.

Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, many people in the village would go to the mountains to hunt walnuts and then sell them at the market for money.

In previous years, Grandpa Shen would go there, but this year he was too busy selling grapes to attend.

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, fewer people buy walnuts, and fewer people go to the mountains to pick walnuts.

Wang Weidong said with a smile: "I went into the mountain yesterday to collect firewood, and I saw a lot of fruit on the walnut tree on the mountainside, which should be several hundred kilograms. We will divide it between the two families and give it to the children as snacks. "

Shen Jiashu will take the college entrance examination in a year. I heard that walnuts are good for the brain, and children eat them very well.

Grandpa Shen agreed without thinking, "Okay, you wait, I'll get the backpack."

Shen Qiuqiu, who was weaving bamboo baskets with her grandma, couldn't sit still when she heard that she was going to the mountains to hunt walnuts.

He quickly raised his hand and said, "Grandpa, grandpa, wait for me, I'll go too."

When Shen Qiuqiu was going, her little tail Song Na would naturally follow, and the walnut-hunting team suddenly grew a lot.

Qinghe Village is at the foot of Laodong Mountain, not far away.

Grandpa Shen drove a few of them on a three-wheeled motorcycle and soon reached the foot of the mountain.

You can't ride a tricycle into the mountain, so you have to walk the rest of the way.

The road into the mountain is not easy to walk, it is overgrown with grass and surrounded by thorns.

Wang Weidong and Grandpa Shen walked in front with sickles to clear the way, while Shen Qiuqiu and Song Na followed slowly behind.

It took about half an hour of walking before we reached the halfway point of the mountain.

Not far away, you can see the walnut tree Wang Weidong mentioned. It is a century-old walnut tree towering into the clouds. The trunk is very thick, the branches are lush and leafy, and it is lush.

You can still vaguely see the numerous fruits on the treetops.

This was the first time Song Na saw such a tall walnut tree, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, this walnut tree is so tall. How many years does it take to grow so tall?"

Wang Weidong smiled and shook his head, "We had it when we were young. I heard from the older generation that it must be several years old. It is said to be a century-old tree, but no one can tell how old it is."

Despite its long age, the century-old walnut tree grows vigorously and produces abundant fruits year after year.

There are three or two long bamboo poles under the tree, which the villagers put here for beating walnuts.

Because the walnut tree grows so tall, you cannot hit walnuts while standing under the tree. You have to climb up the tree first.

Wang Weidong threw the basket on the ground and said to Grandpa Shen and others: "Uncle Shen, you guys sit over there and rest for a while. I'll go up the tree and knock down the walnuts first."

After saying that, he quickly climbed up the tree.

Shen Qiuqiu was taking pictures with a gimbal, and when she saw Wang Weidong climbing up the tree, she couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

Few children who grow up in the mountains can't climb trees.

When I was a child, my material life was relatively poor and there were not many recreational activities. One of the most interesting recreational activities was tree climbing.

Especially when we climb to the highest point, the scenery is particularly beautiful. I feel like I can reach the white clouds in the sky with my hand, which gives me an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

Shen Qiuqiu, who has struggled in big cities for so many years, has not climbed a tree for a long time...

The itchy Shen Qiuqiu handed the gimbal to Song Na and taught her how to use it.

Then he ran to the bottom of the tree happily, found the right point of leverage, and jumped up to the tree in twos and twos.

After climbing up the tree, he did not forget to turn around and make a scissor gesture to the stunned Song Na.

The girl with a bright smile stood on a thick branch, with a lush green behind her. The sun cast jagged light and shadow through the leaves, like dots of starlight falling behind the girl. It was as beautiful as a painting.

Song Na held a gimbal and captured this scene clearly.

Shen Qiuqiu was still climbing on the tree, moving flexibly and lightly, like a little monkey.

You can feel the girl's agility and liveliness through the lens of your mobile phone.

Grandpa Shen, who was also standing under the tree, couldn't help laughing when he saw it.

Ever since my granddaughter went to college, she has become much calmer. It is rare to see such lively moments.

While laughing, he reminded: "Xiaohua, crawl slower, be careful not to fall."

Shen Qiuqiu stood on the tree trunk and responded loudly: "Hey, I got it!"

This walnut tree is extremely lush, with green branches and leaves reaching into the sky. Standing under the tree, I can see that there are not many walnuts left.

I climbed up the tree and peeled off the leaves. There were still a lot of green walnut fruits hidden underneath.

The green walnut skin burst open, revealing the golden walnut fruits, which were covered with branches.

As much fruit as he could reach, he plucked it and threw it to the ground.

Those who cannot reach high places must be beaten with bamboo poles.

Cracking walnuts is hard work. Shen Qiuqiu has little strength, and his hands get sore after holding the bamboo pole and beating for a while.

Wang Weidong asked her to pick the fruits that grew at lower places, while he used a bamboo pole to hit the fruits at higher places.

Shen Qiuqiu was happily picking it, when suddenly a rough and heroic singing voice came to her ears.

The song is loud and soul-stirring. It is an unknown but familiar folk song.

Shen Qiuqiu turned around and saw Wang Weidong sitting on a branch not far away, cracking walnuts and singing folk songs, looking very relaxed.

Seeing her looking over, Wang Weidong smiled and invited her, "Niece, would you like to sing a song with your Uncle Wang?"

Shen Qiuqiu smiled and bent down, and quickly refused, "Uncle Wang, you can sing it yourself, I can't."

The two of them picked on the tree for more than two hours, picking as many walnuts as possible, otherwise it would be a waste to rot on the tree.

After the two people came down from the tree, the ground under the tree was full of walnuts. Several people took their backpacks and started picking walnuts.

The two backpacks he carried were filled quickly, and the fertilizer bag Wang Weidong brought was also filled with a bag and a half.

Although it looks like a lot, when I took it home and peeled it off, I had to break it in half.

Wang Weidong was very strong, so he put a bag of walnuts on his backpack and carried them together down the mountain, thus saving him two trips.

Grandpa Shen is also going to put the remaining half bag of walnuts on the backpack.

Shen Qiuqiu quickly stopped, "Grandpa, you are old and can't carry so much. What should I do if my waist suddenly slips?"

Saying that, he was about to carry the basket.

How could Grandpa Shen let her carry it? The little girl’s shoulders were so thin and tender that the skin would wear out after being carried for a while.

Seeing them arguing there, Song Na silently picked up the small half bag of walnuts.

"Grandpa, you are carrying the backpack, I will carry the half bag."

After saying that, the little girl walked quickly down the mountain carrying half a bag of walnuts.

Song Na was used to farm work at home, so the weight of the half bag of walnuts was nothing to her.

With half the weight reduced, Grandpa Shen carried the basket easily and no longer felt strenuous.

Shen Qiuqiu followed them silently with empty hands.

I thought to myself: It seems that in order to be a qualified farmer, I still need to exercise my physical strength.

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Today's update is a bit late, there will be another update tonight.

Forgive the author for being handicapped and slow at coding.
Chapter completed!