Chen Jiaojiao put down the backpack and started cutting first.

Yaya and the others seemed to be used to it and they cut the crops quite quickly.

Jiang Baige was stunned for a moment, then put down the backpack and started cutting.

The pig grass here is all wild vegetables. Since no one would dig them up to eat, they grew very well. In a short while, their backpacks were full.

Jiang Baige is the oldest among them and is also the bravest. After all, she came here for no apparent reason, so she is not afraid at all.

The grass grows best in the open space between the graves. Jiang Baige mowed the ground surprisingly quickly in the afternoon and finished mowing the whole area without even asking for help.

On the way back, Chen Jiaojiao pointed to a big tree and said, "Sister, do you see this tree?"

Jiang Baige looked up and saw a big tree on a small slope. The trunk was as big as a washbasin.

"You mean this one."

Chen Jiaojiao nodded. "This is a bayberry tree. It bears a lot of bayberries every year. When they are ripe, we can pick them together."

It was the first time that Jiang Baige saw this bayberry tree. If Chen Jiaojiao hadn't told her, she would have thought it was just a big tree.

Jiang Baige asked, "Whose tree is this?"

"From the village!"

Chen Jiaojiao answered as she walked forward, "This whole area belongs to the village."

Seeing the dead trees in the woods, Jiang Baige secretly noted the location. It was in the village woods, so it should be possible to pick up some firewood and go back to cook!

The firewood for cooking at Grandma Meng's house was all collected by her from the small woods behind the house, picking up whatever leaves and branches she could find.

The old lady is blind and sometimes even brings back mud.