Childhood Story: Bayberry ripe

People see coconuts and think of Hainan, and when they see cantaloupes, they think of Xinjiang, and I see bayberry

Jiangnan mountain village with "summer solstice bayberry full of mountains and red"

My hometown, Yongjia, will also appear fifty in front of my eyes

Many years ago, I followed my grandfather to watch over the bayberry mountain, pick the bayberry, and eat the bayberry.

Grandpa had a bayberry mountain, there were more than twenty bayberry trees, the largest one could bear five or six hundred pounds of bayberry

The smallest one can harvest 1200 catties, and the total output can reach 10,000 catties. At that time, five cents a pound, there should be

About five hundred yuan into the account. This was a big income at the time. If the average price of bayberry is under time,

In terms of two yuan per kilogram, that is more than 20,000 yuan. In our mountain village, this is a considerable harvest. can

Unfortunately, as early as the end of the 1950s, during the great steel refining period, Grandpa's arbutus tree was cut down

Empty, more than twenty arbutus trees turned into charcoal. The bayberry tree is gone, and the bayberry mountain is barren, but the bayberry was that year

The scenes of the ripe time are still vivid and cannot be forgotten.

During the Dragon Boat Festival, the bayberry ripens. Grandpa built a straw hut on Yangmei Mountain, and a board was laid in the house

Bed, he took the quilt, lived alone in the grass hut, and watched the bayberry day and night. He was not defensive, but afraid

Someone picked and took away. There is a rule in the bayberry garden, you come to the bayberry garden, pick and eat, and you can still let you

Eat a full meal, but not take it home. Eat enough to buy some to take away, which is the most popular. At that time, it was right up

As soon as I came home from elementary school, I used my school bag to hurry to Yangmei Mountain. In the bayberry grove

Running around, sometimes looking up at the red lantern-like bayberry hanging from the tree, drooling; sometimes

Leaning over to pick up the bayberry that had fallen on the ground, he casually sent it to the people. The arbutus trees cover the ground with greenery, and the mature arbutus falls

Unscathed on the ground, eating only sweet, even the core swallowed. Grandpa is not allowed to let us children go up

Trees pick arbutus to eat. It's not that he's miserly, it's that we're afraid we'll accidentally fall off a tree and break our bodies

When I was tired of running and full, I sat in the hut and relied on Grandpa to tell stories. Grandpa has endless stories, what Ganluo twelve-year-old did the portrait, the divine lamp, the two brothers, the golden scissors... Ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, all-encompassing,

As I listened, my heart was sweeter than eating bayberry, and I refused to leave. Sometimes listening, the sleepers climb up,

I went to sleep and spent the night with my grandfather in a thatched hut. Parents at home are kept awake all night

Sleep peacefully, and the next morning I came to Yangmei Mountain to find me back and send me to school. On Arbutus Hill, sometimes I

Also mischievous, taking advantage of Grandpa's inattention to secretly climb the arbutus tree and hide in the dense foliage. The eyes are old

Grandpa I don't care about me, I often pick the biggest and purplest bayberry on the tree, and I can no longer hold the poplar in my stomach

Mei Shi filled two pockets of clothes before slipping down the tree, saying hello to Grandpa, and then happily went home to her father

The mother holds her booty. While tasting fresh bayberry, my parents kept praising me: "Treasure."

Bao Zhen obedient. True filial piety, bringing such delicious bayonet. "My heart is sweeter than eating bayberry."

In the days when the bayberry was ripe, Grandpa also let his children and grandchildren pick basket after basket

Yangmei. Distribute their respective pro-authorities. When I was a primary school student at the time, I naturally became a messenger to send bayberry. now

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Send a basket to the aunt tomorrow, and send a basket to the uncle tomorrow. I can't forget to give my neighbors, but not one

Basket by basket, but bowl by bowl. In this way, let friends and family share the joy of our arbutus harvest.

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I greatly appreciate this sentence of the great poet Su Dongpo of the Song Dynasty: "Minguang lychee, Xiliang grape, and moruo Wu."

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The more bayberry. "I have loved bayberry all my life, and when I was a child, I often competed with my friends to eat bayberry. See who eats

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Eat faster, we are even the meat with the core of the swallowed together, a breath of several pounds of stomach is not a problem,

Artificial rearing

Never rained on the stomach. Nowadays it is dying of old age and the annual bayberry season is on the market. Despite being expensive, than me

Come on yuan one

When I was a child, I rose hundreds of times, and I also had to buy some fresh to eat, and soaked a lot of shochu bayberry to keep

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B love slow tasting after. Unwind. I still remember a quote from my grandfather: "Bayberry is the most fruit."

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Beneficial fruit, people eat baili without harm. "With more than sixty years of experience, I am convinced of this.