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"Brother, you brought it back from the mountain."

Shan Xing reminded me next to him.

Only then did Liu Qingshan remember, didn't this big bear slip out of Nisshang's clothes?

"Hey, there seems to be something inside?" Zheng Xiaoxiao leaned over to take a look, and soon discovered the clue.

Turn this small pen-like cylinder upside down, and quickly pull out a small paper roll from it.

After unfolding, it was about a foot square, with some lines drawn on it, and some words, but it was in Japanese.

"Hey, it looks a bit like a treasure map?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao's imagination is quite rich, which may have something to do with her favorite novels in this field, such as pirate treasures, aren't they all like this?

"Old sister, you understand Japanese, come and see?" Liu Qingshan called Yang Hongying to help the staff.

Yang Hongying washed her flour-stained hands first, and then leaned over to check. The more she looked, the more solemn her face became:

"Sanfeng, this should be a small combat map left by the Kwantung Army. It should be the topographic map of our Mantou Mountain."

"I thought it was a treasure map!" Zheng Xiaoxiao suddenly became disappointed.

"Wait, there is still a line of text below, let me read it again!" Yang Hongying read it, and suddenly let out an exclamation:

"It's really hiding something! When the little devil was retreating, he hid some military supplies in the mountains in an attempt to make a comeback in the future. What a wolf ambition!"

Yang Hongying said angrily, and Zheng Xiaoxiao also clenched her fists: "Zi is a Zhongshan wolf, and his ambition is even more rampant!"

"We'd better notify the Public Security Bureau in your county about this matter."

Wu Song made a suggestion. As a member of the public security system, he felt that this was the most appropriate way to deal with it.

Liu Qingshan had another idea: "I don't know the authenticity of this thing yet. If it's a prank, it's better not to report it first."

The reason why he said this was because he remembered a major event that happened more than [-] years later, which caused a sensation at the time.

At that time, Doubao Mountain had already been contracted, and a group of people raised cattle on the mountain, and found an underground cave, which contained many weapons and ammunition from World War II and a large amount of military supplies.

As for whether there are other things, it is beyond the public's knowledge.

Could it be that this map shows that cave?

Since the little devil came here in the 80s, when later generations discovered it, would they have already taken away all the important things in the cave?

But Liu Qingshan can be sure of one thing: he definitely hasn't succeeded yet!

"Then we can go to explore first, and if there is such a cave, we will report it!"

Yang Hongying's face flushed with excitement, this old lady still has an adventurous gene in her bones.

"Okay, I like adventure the most!" Zheng Xiaoxiao also echoed.

As for the fourth and fifth children, they were so excited that they slapped their hands a long time ago: "Then let's have a Dragon Boat Festival adventure, it must be fun."

fun?

Liu Qingshan doesn't think it's fun, maybe there is some danger, it's better for him and Master to complete this task after the festival.

Girls, big and small, were not very happy to be rejected by Liu Qingshan, but Liu Qingshan's attitude was very firm, and they had no choice but to get together and discuss the itinerary after dinner.

I ate wontons in the morning, and there was a plate of tea eggs and rice dumplings on the table.

But these two basically didn't move much, and I took them with me when I went up the mountain for a while, and it was just a cushion when I was hungry.

Mountain tour on the Dragon Boat Festival is also an old tradition in Jiapigou.

So when Liu Qingshan and his group walked out of the house, they saw young people in the village, as well as half-grown children and babies, all in groups of three and two, marching towards the Doubao Mountain.

All of them were carrying green military water bottles, and their pockets were all bulging. It seemed that they were all filled with food.

Seeing Xiaoman in the crowd, the fourth brother greeted him, and when Xiaoman ran over, the fourth brother hung a prepared sachet around Xiaoman's neck.

"Caifeng, I don't have one either?" Er Mangzi approached with a shy face.

"No more!"

The little fourth child could only spread his hands helplessly, and then saw Er Mangzi curling his lips, and wanted to make another big move.

I really admire you!

Liu Qingshan had no choice but to take off his sachet and put it around Er Mangzi's neck, and the large army marched up the mountain.

Chapter 222 It's Your Luck

"Let's roll our luck and see who has the best luck this year!"

On a small hillside, dozens of children gathered here, chattering and shouting.

Each of them held an egg in their hands, ready to roll the egg down the hillside.

Whoever rolls the egg to the bottom of the slope first, and the egg is not broken, is the luckiest.

When Liu Qingshan was young, he would play this game every Dragon Boat Festival. After rolling the eggs and eating them deliciously, the whole May Festival would be complete.

Eating an egg is considered a festival, and it was the current situation at that time. Eggs were expensive, and there were many children in the family, so it had to be calculated.

Seeing that the fourth and fifth children were holding tea eggs, Liu Qingshan quickly took out two ordinary boiled eggs from his pocket and handed them to them.

The skin of the tea egg is smashed, and it will definitely not roll up.

"Is there any more, I want to get out too!"

Zheng Xiaoxiao was very excited when she heard this game, after all, she was still a little girl who hadn't grown up.

But after she finished speaking, she felt that she was a bit speechless, so she stuck out her tongue and added, "It's all bad luck!"

Well, that's pretty much it.

Liu Qingshan took out two more boiled eggs from his pocket: "These are the only ones left, which one of you wants to play?"

"I!"

Wu Tong also raised her hand excitedly. This girl had just entered college, and she seemed to be infected by seeing a group of young people who were all happy.

After distributing the eggs to Zheng Xiaoxiao and Wu Tong, Liu Qingshan couldn't help blinking his eyes twice: Why do you feel a little awkward?

Yang Hongying, acting as the temporary referee, counted one, two, three, and the children burst into cheers, and then dozens of eggs rolled down the hillside.

In the green grass, the round eggs rolled quickly, followed by yelling children, so lively.

Liu Qingshan rushed to the front, turned around and pressed the shutter to record this scene.

He feels that this is the atmosphere that festivals should have: just being happy!

Children at this time, although their material life is not rich, but their spiritual life is rich and colorful, there is not much pressure to study, and they can get in touch with nature more.

Nature is their natural playground right now!

"In this get-off contest, the four tigers are first, Shan Xing is second, er, No.3 is Zheng Xiaoxiao."

Yang Hongying loudly announced the results of the competition, while Zheng Xiaoxiao stood out from the crowd, standing in the middle of ordinary children, and kept waving her hands: "I just participate, the important thing is to participate, it doesn't count as a result!"

"Then No.3 is Xiaoman, Xiaoman, Xiaoman, you are really fast this time!"

Yang Hongying re-announced the ranking, which also attracted a burst of laughter from the children. No matter what kind of ranking they got, they were very happy anyway.

The children picked up all their eggs, broke the egg skin, and took a hard bite, and then many children were choked.

The yolk of this local egg is still very dry.

"Eat slowly, just eat with tea eggs."

Liu Qingshan also yelled, and then distributed the tea eggs in the backpack to Xiao Laosi and the others.

During the festival this year, almost every household in Jiapigou cooked tea eggs, basically saying goodbye to the days of exchanging eggs for pocket money.

After eating and drinking, all of them were full of energy. The older children, like Goushengzi and Huzi, started to cut grass and weave straw hats.

Weave it a foot and a half long, then bend it into a circle, and the straw hat is ready. When you wear it on your head, it feels majestic, a bit like an anti-Japanese soldier.

When I was younger, I couldn't weave a straw hat well, so I begged the older children for help.

Liu Qingshan also made straw hats for the fourth and fifth children, put them on their heads happily, and came to take a group photo with them.

Seeing that Zheng Xiaoxiao also had an itchy look, Liu Qingshan made one for her, and after wearing it, she really had a little more innocent and lovely atmosphere.

"I want to wear it too!"

Wu Tong also came up to join in the fun, well, you can't favor one person over another, Liu Qingshan can only make up another one.

Wearing a straw hat, Wu Tong showed another kind of demeanor, vaguely like a fairy in the forest.

"Come on, take a group photo for your sisters!"

Liu Qingshan called the elder sister over again, and took a picture of the five girls.

Then there was a group photo of all the children, and soon a roll of film was taken.

The children dispersed in a rush, and ran to the woods, where the most delicious food was waiting for them.

"No one is allowed to get lost!" Yang Hongying yelled, the forest is too big, it's really hard to find if you get lost.

After entering the woods, the kids were having fun, staring excitedly at the ground one by one.

"Caifeng, what are we looking for?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao, who followed behind, was a little dazed.

The little fourth child giggled: "Of course it's delicious!"

Shan Xing replied honestly: "Miss, look for sorghum fruit."

What are sorghum nuts?

Zheng Xiaoxiao continued to enlighten.

"Found it!"

Xiao Laosi cheered and squatted in front of a half-foot-high plant, with small red fruits on it, only the size of fingernails, small and delicate.

"Looks like a strawberry?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao looked at the so-called sorghum fruit, which looked like a strawberry that had shrunk a lot.

Liu Qingshan also found a clump, and squatted there to pick it: "That's right, it's wild strawberries, but the taste, you'll know after a taste."

There is no need to wash the wild fruits in the mountains, they are all picked and eaten directly.

It's like the little fourth, who picked a handful, then groaned, and stuffed them all into his mouth, his big eyes immediately narrowed into two slits, looking extremely enjoyment.

Is it really that delicious?

Zheng Xiaoxiao also picked one, pinched off the torus at the back, and then squeezed it into her mouth.

A strong aroma radiated in the mouth. It tasted like strawberries, but compared to that silly and big strawberry, the taste was more than ten times stronger?

It seems that the essence of nature is concentrated into this small fruit.

Liu Qingshan also threw a few pills into his mouth, um, it was the taste from memory.

It's a pity that after decades, even wild strawberries are almost extinct in these forests.

Even if you can still pick it occasionally, it doesn't taste like your childhood taste.

He couldn't help but praise: "Sure enough, the condensed ones are all high-quality goods."

The others also nodded subconsciously: That makes sense.

On their side, there are still a lot of mountain fruits, such as blue indigo fruit, mountain persimmon, black currant, cherry, mountain nail, mountain red, mountain grape, etc., there are dozens of them.

But because of the climate, most of them are small berries.

Among these wild fruits, wild strawberries are the earliest to mature. Because they are shaped like sorghum ears, the locals call them sorghum fruits.

The fragrance of sorghum fruit is strong. The people here usually don't eat fruit. After half a year, they finally have fresh wild fruit. Naturally, they cherish it very much, and it tastes better.

The only downside is that the sorghum fruit is a bit small in size and not satisfying to eat, but how can there be so many perfect things in this world?

After tasting a few grains, Liu Qingshan began to pack them into small baskets, trying to pick more and bring them home for everyone in the family to taste.

Sorghum fruit will only be produced around the Dragon Boat Festival. After this time period, if you want to eat it again, you have to wait until next year.

Everyone started working together, and the small basket was filled with more than half of it soon, and it was almost the same.

As for those little children, after eating enough sorghum nuts, they began to play in the woods.