Chapter 8: Harvest on the Mountain

The group arrived at Maoer Mountain, and at the foot of the mountain were people scattered around digging wild vegetables.

"Let's dig up some wild vegetables first, and then go to the mountains to pick fruits."

Damao and Daya are both sensible people. They know that wild vegetables are something that fills the family's stomach and is more important than toys.

Daya carried a basket and took Aya and Sanmao into a group. They separated and began to dig wild vegetables skillfully.

Lin Qingqing took Damao, Xiaomao and Simao to the other side to dig wild vegetables.

Damao was worried that his aunt, who had never dug wild vegetables before, wouldn't know what they were, so he dug a few and showed them to Lin Qingqing.

Strength lies in numbers. It didn’t take long for us to dig up enough wild vegetables to eat for the next two days.

When the two groups met up, Lin Qingqing poured all the wild vegetables from Daya's basket into her own backpack and put the empty basket into the backpack as well.

"Give me all your shovels. I'll give you the baskets and knives when we get to the mountain."

The little kids handed over their shovels one after another.

She had just taken Simao up the mountain, but no one had ever taken the path there before. When someone saw them going up the mountain, they would point and talk.

Lin Qingqing simply ignored it. She knew what these people were talking about without even listening. It was nothing more than saying that the mountains were dangerous and that they were bringing so many children into the mountains without caring about their safety.

When she came up the mountain today, she had already scouted an area where no one had ever been and there were no signs of animal life.

As long as you don’t encounter a blind bear, you can escape even if a wild boar comes.

Lin Qingqing led the little kids, turning left and right, and headed towards the east side of the mountain along the marks they had made in advance.

After walking for about thirty minutes, they arrived at a low vegetation. Lin Qingqing pushed aside the vegetation to let a few little kids in.

There are several wild kiwi vines climbing on the trees inside.

No one often comes here, and the kiwis have grown into a field. Many kiwis are exposed under the leaves. Some are ripe and fall to the ground, turning into mud and becoming nutrients for these wild kiwis.

As soon as Damao saw the furry kiwis, he jumped for joy.

"Look, there are so many kiwis."

Daya put her finger to her lips and said "Shush," "Don't shout, or you'll attract others."

Damao immediately covered his mouth. Omao and Sanmao had already run under the tree, but they couldn't reach the fruit even if they jumped.

Lin Qingqing took out a basket from her backpack and handed it to Damao.

"Da Mao, Daya, you two pick them and let your brothers and sisters put them in the baskets while I pick some herbs."

Damao and Daya took baskets and ran towards the kiwi trees.

Lin Qingqing also put down her backpack and went to the nearby area to pick the herbs she needed.

Over there, Damao and Daya were picking kiwis crazily, while Damao, Daya, Sanmao and Simao followed behind them with their short legs.

Lin Qingqing kept an eye on Damao's situation from time to time.

After working for more than ten minutes, Damao brought a basket full of kiwis and happily placed it in front of Lin Qingqing.

"Here, little aunt, I picked a basket."

Lin Qingqing stroked the hairy head and praised him, "You guys finished picking the kiwis so quickly. Put them all in the backpack now, or else it will be bad if someone sees them."

"Okay." Damao ran away with the basket.