Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 487
Ding Shitou could not hear the old men's conversation for a long time, she walked briskly forward, looking up the mountain from time to time.

This place is still in the sunny range, but after walking for a while, a mountain depression appeared. The maple red on the back of the mountain is brilliant, and the scenery is also good.

"Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, frost leaves are red in February flowers." Ding Shitou suddenly remembered a poem, but...

She shook her head and smiled, and couldn't help complaining: "What I love is the scenery of other people's homes. Who knows that other people's homes suffer from no plowing and no food."

She also likes to see such scenery, but if she can't pay for her, she will give priority to interests.Only when the stomach is full can I have leisure to see the scenery.

May I ask which farmer just cares about admiring the mountains, forests, flowers and trees that can be seen everywhere in the mountain village?
No, they are all working with their heads down, and their figures of labor reflect the scenery of nature, which becomes the scenery in the eyes of others.

"Hey, there seem to be fruit trees over there!" Ding Shitou's eyes lit up suddenly, and he rushed up the mountain, "You guys wait here!"

Qin Ye, who was just about to follow, had to stop when they heard this. Anyway, it wasn't too far away, and even if there was real danger under their eyes, they could arrive in time.

But Miss Stone has spoken, so it's better not to disobey it.

Ding Shitou trot along the not-so-obvious mountain road to the slope of the mountain depression, burrowed behind a few trees, turned his head and glanced at the two people who were more than ten meters away, and suddenly smiled.

There is a persimmon tree here, and there is a mountain pear tree on the far side.

It's just that the wild persimmons are still orange-yellow, they're not ripe at all, and there are a few wilted pears hanging in the distance, obviously they've been picked long ago, and the rest is just feeding the birds.

She stretched out her hand as a gesture, then rolled up the hem of the robe, and walked under the sorbus tree. When she turned back, there were several big bright red persimmons and small yellow pears in the hem of the robe.

She didn't expect the space to give her this time not a big pear but a small fragrant pear, so she couldn't help grinning.

Seeing that she came back safely and brought back so many fruits, Qin Ye and Wang Qian opened their eyes wide and were dumbfounded.

"No way, it's been a long time since I've eaten persimmons, and I'm so greedy."

Ding Shitou deliberately teased him when he saw this, but still bit the pear he was eating in his mouth, grabbed the hem of his robe with one hand, and gave Qin Ye one pear and one pear each, and Wang Qian each.

"Eat it, it's pure natural and pollution-free, let me pick all of these, and save the rest for my father to eat." Ding Shitou explained again.

Although she is the best at playing tricks, there is still a need for a reasonable explanation. Otherwise, when people hear that there are such big persimmons and such sweet pears, they will come here with a basket.

In the end, I ran to see if there was any, isn't it strange?

Qin Ye and Wang Qian looked at each other after hearing her explanation, and immediately ate the persimmon first.

Pears are so small, leave them for later.

"It's so sweet!" Qin Ye couldn't help but praise.

"The persimmons are not yet ripe at this time, I didn't expect there to be such a big one." Wang Qian wondered while eating.

"If it wasn't so big, how would I have found out. Probably because of your thinking, no one went to see the persimmon tree, so I took advantage of it."

After Ding Shitou finished eating a pear, he threw the core into the nearby vegetation and explained with a smile.

Qin Ye and Wang Qian looked at each other with a smile, and couldn't help but think, Miss Stone said that she finished picking, maybe there will be another big persimmon like this in a while, maybe there are smaller ones hanging deep in the branches now .

(End of this chapter)