Chapter 1921 Great Harvest

The eldest cousin smiled and said indifferently: "It's just a fruit for eating. How much can it be worth? You can take more to eat later. Although this thing is not valuable, it can't be bought outside. This year's harvest is good, nearly 1,000 kilograms. I sent a few hundred kilograms, and there are still a lot left at home."

Everyone in the village sells to supplement their family income. The eldest cousin is not short of money. He keeps all of it for himself and sends it to his brothers and nephews outside. Although it is not a rare thing, you can't buy it even if you want to eat it.

Moreover, this tree king also belongs to Mrs. Zou's family, because it grows on the mountain where Mrs. Zou lives. Most of the Torreya trees on the mountain are wild. I don't know when the birds carried the seeds and landed on this mountain to sprout and then grow into Torreya trees.

The first person to eat Torreya is as brave as the person who eats crabs. After all, Torreya looks not very good before processing. Wrapped in a green thorny shell, who would have thought that there would be such a delicious fruit inside!

"This tree king has harvested 300 to 400 kilograms of fruit. As it gets older, the harvest is much less. I remember when I was a child, I harvested 600 to 700 kilograms at most. I couldn't even eat them all, so my great-grandfather shared them with the children in the village." The eldest cousin pointed at the tree king and introduced it with a nostalgic look on his face.

"I remember that time, there were so many fruits that the tree was bent. My great-grandfather was so distressed that he fertilized the tree and said he wanted to nourish it well." Mrs. Zou said with a smile.

Although the old man was not harsh, he was actually very kind-hearted. If trees and livestock got sick, the old man would ask for medical treatment, just like taking care of people. He also forbade the children in the family to climb and break flowers and trees, saying that plants would also feel pain, so he let them bloom well and not let them feel pain.

He was really a very soft old man.

Although everyone had not seen the old man in person, from the narration of the eldest cousin and Mrs. Zou, they could imagine an old man with a stern face but a soft heart, and they couldn't help but smile knowingly.

Life must be very interesting with such a lovely old man at home. No wonder Mrs. Zou and my eldest cousin have such a kind temperament that attracts people to approach them and want to make friends with them.

After Zou Hanqiu took enough photos, everyone went down the mountain to harvest rice. My eldest cousin's wife had already started working. When Ye Qingqing and the others arrived, my eldest cousin's wife, the old man, and Lin Shufang were flying with sickles, and a large golden wave fell behind them.

"Grandpa Lu, Aunt Fang, can you handle it?" Ye Qingqing asked with concern.

Grandpa Lu was full of energy, wielding the sickle non-stop, and answered loudly: "Why can't I bear it? When I was a child, I cut wheat for the landlords, working from morning to night, and I had to cut several acres a day. Now this is just a small thing."

Lin Shufang also laughed: "I didn't do it when I was a child, but there was a period of time when all the teachers in the school had to go to the countryside to support, and I did transplanting rice, plowing fields, cutting rice, and carrying manure."

She and the old man were very skilled, pulling the rice with one hand and swinging the sickle with the other hand, and they easily fell down. The eldest cousin dragged the thresher and called the strong young man in the village, who was too old to do this.

The strong young man was a relative of the clan, an honest and simple young man. When he saw the stars on TV and a few beautiful and fashionable girls, he didn't dare to glance at them. He kept working with his head down, his face flushed, but he would secretly glance at them from time to time, and then shrink back, which was very cute.

The young man stepped on the rice while his eldest cousin passed the rice. The two cooperated seamlessly and soon threshed a large area. Zhang Zhengrong was itching to try to harvest rice, but he almost cut his hand. His eldest cousin’s wife was so scared that she asked him to rest.

He also took a fancy to the thresher, just like a child seeing a new toy, his eyes were particularly eager. His eldest cousin asked him to try it, but his strength and rhythm were not right. Zhang Zhengrong was satisfied after he had his fun, so he gave the machine to the young man so as not to delay his work.