Holding the persimmon, I carefully made my way up the slope.
Yunling walked over and saw Qin Tiantian sitting on a rock, hugging her knees, lost in thought.
"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed. Would you like some persimmons? They're very sweet."
Qin Tiantian snapped out of her daze and saw a small pile of persimmons. She asked curiously, "Where did you pick these?"
Yunling pointed in the direction and said, "Not much, let's pick all that we can."
She picked out the sweetest one and handed it to Qin Tiantian.
Qin Tiantian peeled the skin, took a bite, and said, "It's really sweet."
She squatted down to eat, so that the juice wouldn't drip from her chin into her clothes.
Seeing that she was eating with relish, Yunling ate another one.
Qin Chuan came out and saw three girls squatting down, each holding a bright yellow persimmon.
He slurped it down, one sip at a time.
Hearing the noise, Yunling saw that it was Qin Chuan and picked out two sweet persimmons to hand to him.
She smiled and said, "It's really delicious."
Qin Chuan took a bite, and it really was quite sweet, not astringent at all.
“If you like it, we can go up the mountain another day and take a look. We can also make persimmon cakes. The persimmon cakes that are fresh are very sweet.”
Yunling readily agreed, "Sure!"
Persimmon cakes can be considered a type of fruit, right?
It seems that she hasn't eaten any other delicious fruits since she came here, except for some wild berries.
The supply and marketing cooperative does have some, but they look droopy and there are many people selling them, so I have absolutely no desire to buy them.
Su Qing had a sudden thought: she could do some too, and send some to her parents, so they wouldn't always worry that she wasn't doing well and was suffering in the countryside.
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The speed downhill is much faster than the speed uphill.
After saying goodbye to Su Qing, Qin Chuan took his wife and sister to the ginkgo forest.
A golden expanse unfolds as a gentle breeze carries the ginkgo leaves slowly to the ground.
The endless fallen leaves are rustling down.
Yunling picked up a stack of pretty ginkgo leaves, which she could use as bookmarks.
We rested for a while in the ginkgo forest.
The group perked up again and followed Qin Chuan to pick chestnuts.
The chestnut tree was unusually large, covered with a dense mass of chestnuts.
Qin Tiantian picked a few, removed the shells, and handed them to Yunling, saying, "Try them, you can eat them raw too."
Yunling welcomes all who come.
Taking a bite, her brows furrowed slightly; it wasn't as tasty as when it was cooked.
It has a strong provincial flavor.
Looking at Qin Tiantian, she didn't seem to mind at all, and was eating noisily.
I only carried one basket with me when I went out today. Even after filling the basket, there were still many fruits left on the tree.
Qin Tiantian said, "Wait a while, I'll bring my eldest brother and second brother, so that no one else can pick them."
Things on the mountain have no owner; whoever sees them owns them.
Qin Chuan nodded and said, "Okay, let's come together then."
After descending the mountain and returning home, no one was home.
The three of them started processing the chestnuts. The outer shell was difficult to peel because it was a bit hard.
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