She originally thought that there were only one or two trees, and that if they produced thirty or forty fruits, they would be enough to eat for a while.

Who would have thought that it was really a forest as Rong Yongyue said.

A forest of at least a hundred trees.

There are forty or fifty fruits hanging on each tree, each of which is as big as a head.

The orange color is very pleasing.

They all look like old trees, and I wonder how many years they have been there.

There were many rotten fruits lying on the ground.

It should be from previous years.

It can be seen how much they missed.

Rong Yongyue was also quite surprised: "The last time I passed by, when I saw them, they were still small fruits the size of a thumb."

“I didn’t expect there would be so many successes.”

"Let's taste it first. If it tastes good, pick more. If it doesn't taste good, pick less."

Without asking his wife to tell him, Ji Xiaolian hurried over and picked a big one.

The skin is thin and the flesh is thick, and it opens easily with a slight break.

Still a red heart.

A few people were even more surprised.

I couldn't wait to take a bite, it was really sweet.

“Eat, eat…”

Tuanzi stretched his little neck and drooled all over Rong Yongyue's shoulders.

Lan Qingshuang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so she quickly took the dumpling down and gave her a petal.

The little thing doesn't need anyone's help. It uses its fat fingers to pinch the food and stuff it into its mouth. It enjoys it so much that its eyes narrow into slits, it giggles with its tiny teeth bared, and its saliva flows out.

Lan Qingshuang smiled and put her in the backpack, then sat down and ate slowly.

There was food, but Tuanzi was very well behaved and didn't move at all.

The little expression when peeling a pomelo is very pious.

The three adults smiled and looked at each other.

Pick the big ones.

Six or seven of them can fill up a large backpack.

About ten of them make a sack.

It feels so good to reap the rewards.

Unfortunately, they only brought six sacks and two large backpacks.

I thought it was more than enough, but in the end I only got a tiny bit.

Looking at the yellow grapefruits all over the fields, I feel reluctant to leave.

"There are so many, we can't pick them all, it would be a shame to just leave them like this."

Rong Yongyue asked, "Do you want others to pick them too?"

Lan Qingshuang shook her head: "I don't know either. It would be a shame if I didn't pick them and waste them."

"But if we let someone else do it, we can't be held responsible if something goes wrong."

Yes, this is close to the center and it looks okay now, but who knows.

Ji Xiaolian tied up the sack and said, "Don't think too much. Go back and tell the captain."

"If they are willing to come, explain the interests to them and make it clear that we are not responsible. We will lead the way."

"Don't force me if I don't want to come."

That being said, everything is easy to talk about before something goes wrong.

Once something happens, some people start to act unreasonably and make unreasonable demands.

But it’s okay, most people in the village are reasonable.

At worst, we can ask a few young and strong men to go along. With so many fruits, not only can we eat them ourselves, but we can also exchange them for some useful things.

From now on, there will be a harvest every year.

A young boy, small and three, dragged a heavy load of grapefruits out of the mountain.

It took nearly two hours to get in.

Go out with weight and walk slower.

It took nearly three hours, and it was already noon when we reached the foot of the mountain.

I didn't meet many people on the road. I guess they were all at home as it was dinner time.

But the closer I got to home, the more the atmosphere felt wrong, and I could vaguely hear a commotion outside my door.

Rong Yongyue was worried that so many things might attract someone's attention, so he put the things in the woods by the roadside and asked Ji Xiaolian to watch over them for the time being.

She and Lan Qingshuang took Fuman home and found that someone had hung a white cloth on the Ye family's door and there were banknotes on the ground.

Someone was crying in the crowd.

The crowd was discussing something.

Too noisy, can't hear clearly.

But this scene is really addictive.

"Please make way, what's going on?" Rong Yongyue pushed away the crowd with a gloomy face.

"Who is so wicked? What kind of weird things are they making?"

"Don't you know that you are not allowed to do these things? Do you want to be taken away for ideological education?"

When the crowd heard Rong Yongyue's voice, they all made way and watched Rong Yongyue and Lan Qingshuang pass through the crowd with strange looks on their faces.

Lan Qingshuang held Fuman in her arms and followed behind Rong Yongyue, looking very unhappy.

I don’t know who is causing trouble again.

Why is there no peace every day?

Before she could finish her complaint, a dark shadow pounced towards her.

Lan Qingshuang was startled and only had time to hold Tuanzi tightly in her arms.

The black shadow didn't get to her and was thrown out by Rong Yongyue.

The three of them then saw clearly that it was Leng Xuehua, who was as scary as a ghost.

It was a little gloomy yesterday when I saw the cold snowflakes.

After one night, he looked ferocious, as if possessed by a ghost.

His face was pale, his eyes were red, and there was a tinge of blue between his brows.

Thinking of what Tuanzi said yesterday about death, Rong Yongyue and Lan Qingshuang felt a pang in their hearts.

Moving his eyes downward, he saw Ye Wang, who was already erect, lying on the ground.

Lan Qingshuang suddenly covered Fuman’s eyes, her face full of horror.

Dead?

"It's you. You killed my son. I want you to pay for your lives. You have to pay for my son's life."

The cold snowflakes that were thrown away pounced on him again.

The whole person has gone completely crazy.

Regardless of anything, he showed his sharp claws towards Lan Qingshuang and Rong Yongyue.

Because of Ye Wang, even Rong Yongyue did not fight back, but just passively dodged.

The people watching the fun nearby were busy trying to help stop it.

However, everyone was saying all sorts of things, which did not calm Leng Xuehua down, but instead made her even angrier.

Looking at Leng Xuehua's cannibalistic appearance, Lan Qingshuang and Rong Yongyue were both a little confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.

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