Zhao Mo Xiu Mo

The next morning, after selling the pancakes for the students going to school, Zhao Mo rushed home to pick up Sanwa. After sending him to school, he didn't continue to sell at Yangqiao Community, but rode home by bike.

He locked the car at the door of the house, then went back to the house and rummaged through an old tracksuit to change into.This set of sportswear is still the school uniform issued by his school when he was in junior high school. The quality is not very good, but the style is not bad, and the blue and white color is also very eye-catching.

Zhao Mo reported 165 when he ordered the school uniform. In the past two years, he has somewhat grown in stature, and now he is a bit small in this sportswear.Fortunately, he is also thin, and the sportswear that is a little thin looks very slim, but the trouser legs are a bit short, exposing the ankles.

Because Zhao Jun couldn't wear his clothes at all, so Zhao Mo's previous clothes could only be kept at the bottom of the box.Zhao Mo is also a frugal person, he is reluctant to throw away anything, he always makes use of what he can make use of, and clothes can be worn as soon as they can be worn, and if they can’t be worn, they can be changed, and they can also be used as a pawn for Sanwa. Wear it with small clothes, but it can also be used as a rag if it doesn't work.

Just like the sports suit he is wearing now is specially reserved for picking chestnuts in the mountains in autumn, so as to save him from being scratched and scratched when wearing good clothes while working.

Zhao Mo, who had changed his clothes, looked much younger than usual, with the serious appearance of a young man of sixteen or seventeen.At this time, he suddenly looked like a big boy, and the simplicity and innocence that was usually covered by the vicissitudes of life on his body were also revealed.

The fat aunt's house next door was quiet, and the whole family went to the Hulu Mountain behind to beat chestnuts.Zhao Mo locked the door of the house and walked towards Calabash Mountain.

At this time, the sun had already gone up the mountain, and the chestnut-threshing people also went to the mountain early today, so Zhao Mo didn't meet many people along the way.

Climb up the mountainside of Calabash Mountain along the mountain road, and at a glance, you can see figures shaking in many places below.This is like a demarcation point. The upper part of Calabash Mountain is high, the road is not easy to walk, and the fruit trees are not very long, so there are not many chestnut trees from the halfway up the mountain.

Large tracts of chestnut trees are distributed in the halfway down and at the foot of the mountain. Chestnut harvesters are busy at the bottom and foot of the mountain, and few people climb up the mountainside.

Zhao Mo looked down condescendingly, and soon found Uncle Zhao's land next to his own. Uncle Zhao, Aunt Fat, Brother Zhu, Sister Liping, and her uncle were all busy, beating chestnuts. The one who beats chestnuts and the one who picks up chestnuts seem to be busy, but they are not chaotic and orderly.

Under a big chestnut tree was another small figure squatting on the ground playing with dirt and stones.Zhao Mo watched from a distance, and recognized that it was Da Zhuang, the five-year-old son of Sister Liping's family, a boy who looked as strong as Brother Zhu Zi when he was a child.

A piece of chestnut tree in Uncle Zhao's house bears very thick fruit this year, and it can be seen at a glance that the harvest must be better than previous years.Not only Uncle Zhao's family, but even the hundreds of chestnut trees in Zhao Mo's house were covered with a thick layer of fruit, which was at least [-]% more than in previous years.

Recalling what he saw on the way up the mountain, Zhao Mo had a clue in his mind.Probably because this year is a good year and there is plenty of rain, the chestnut trees on the entire Calabash Mountain are growing exceptionally well, not to mention earlier than in previous years, and generally [-] to [-]% more than in previous years. It is definitely a rare good year.

The chestnuts are so thick this year. It seems that when his family starts to harvest chestnuts tomorrow, he will not be able to do it alone. Zhao Mo is thinking about waiting for two more days. It will be just in time for Zhao Jun and his junior high school holiday. The two brothers will work together Can also be faster.

After making up his mind, Zhao Mo looked up at the sun in the sky, and felt that there was still some time before noon, and it was sooner or later to go down the mountain now, so he might as well go to his flat land to have a look.

Zhao Mo continued to walk forward, and found that the crops in the fields drawn with white circles in the past few months had been pushed down and taken away, as was the one and a half mu of land in his own home.The ground was empty, and from a distance, Calabash Mountain seemed to be half bald from the waist.

He stood on the ridge of the field, looking at the piles of gravel here and there, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.I heard that after the busy autumn, work will start here in a few days, and Uncle Zhao's construction team and another construction team in the county will come over.To build a house on the mountainside, materials such as bricks, tiles and cement have to be carried up the mountain little by little. It is estimated that it will not be able to be built in a year or a half.

After squatting on the ground of his own house for a while, Zhao Mo stood up, took a deep breath, and pulled himself together.The air on Calabash Mountain smelled like autumn, and the refreshing breath penetrated into his nostrils along with his breath, making him feel comfortable all over.

Zhao Mo suddenly became interested and continued to climb up the winding mountain road.Calabash Mountain is very big and high, and the road becomes narrower as you climb up, and the weeds and shrubs become denser.Going deeper for a while, there are no serious mountain roads, so I can only dig in by pulling the overgrown branches.

Children who grew up in the mountains are all good at climbing mountains and trees, and Zhao Mo is no exception.He followed his father Zhao Jianquan up the mountain when he was a child, and when he was still a child, he led his second brother to watch his parents work on the edge of the field. When he was older, he began to help his father plant the land and trim the chestnut trees. There is no ambiguity in doing work.

After walking for more than half an hour, Zhao Mo didn't blush or pant, and he still had the time to stuff the wild sour diced seeds he encountered on the road into his mouth. His nose and eyebrows were all wrinkled from the sourness, and he chewed it with great relish.

After walking for a while, I heard the sound of running water coming from my ears.He stooped through a dense bush and saw a mountain spring appearing in front of him, his eyes immediately brightened.

This mountain spring is not big, but it is clear to the bottom. It flows out from the cracks in the middle of several big rocks, winding down, and the end disappears in the depths of the back of Calabash Mountain.

This spring is not the green water spring that everyone knows that can be used to carry water to irrigate crops. The place is hidden and the water volume is not large.Basically, few people know that there is such a spring deep in the forest.

When Zhao Mo was mischievous when he was a child, he ran wild all over the mountains and plains. Once he went up the mountain to play and came here for some reason, and discovered the existence of this small spring eye.

To Zhao Mo, this place is like his secret base. When he was a child, he used to sneak here to play alone, but he didn't come here much when he grew up.

Clear spring water emerges from the crevices of the rocks and forms a small puddle underneath, which is just enough to cover a person's calf when stepped on.The puddle was surrounded by wet soil, and a large rock lay abruptly near the water, just enough for a person to stand on.

This big rock was moved by Zhao Mo from far away, and it took him a lot of effort to move this rock.With a light leap, he jumped onto the stone, then squatted down, stretched out his hands to hold the spring water and brushed it on his face.

The cool spring water splashed on his face made him tremble, and he felt an indescribable sense of relief all over his body.I don't know if it's because he hasn't been here for a long time, but he always feels that there is a comfortable atmosphere everywhere. He felt this kind of atmosphere when he went to Calabash Mountain, but it's not as thick as here.

There was no one around, and the sounds of wind, water, insects and birds all poured into the ears one after another, making people unable to help but immerse themselves in the melody of life in this nature.

When Zhao Mo was squatting on the stone, leaning forward to wash his face with water, there was a sound of brushing in the bushes behind him.Hearing this movement, it seemed that someone was sneaking in, so Zhao Mo raised his head and looked over there, but he didn't find anyone coming out, so he was puzzled.

As soon as he straightened his body, the forest suddenly became quiet, and there was no movement at all.Now Zhao Mo also sensed that something was wrong, his heart sank, and his whole body tensed up.

The author has something to say: Dedicated to Yinning-brant girl Jiageng~ I am sorry to drag it so late, and it is still such a poor and skinny chapter... The author is a bit out of shape, and I can't find what I want to write This feeling is trying to adjust~