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After returning from the hot spring, Lin Chuan suffered from insomnia again.

As long as he closes his eyes, he can think of the white flowers he saw when he soaked in the hot spring...

It wasn't until early morning that Lin Chuan barely fell asleep when he heard the rooster crowing.

The consequence of this is that when he woke up in the morning, Lin Chuan had a big black eye circle, which was very obvious.

"Lin Chuan, what's the matter with you?" Liang Xi, who took away all the fatigue from the hot spring, was full of energy.

After regaining her eyesight, she felt fresh about everything around her and paid special attention to Lin Chuan.

She felt very strange to see that Lin Chuan was a little sluggish.

"It's really strange. Did you go as a thief last night?" Yue Qin'er, who came over for breakfast, couldn't help but ridicule when seeing Lin Chuan's expression.

"Man's pain, you don't understand..." Lin Chuan glanced at them, thinking of yesterday's various things, and said bitterly.

When the two girls heard the words, naturally they couldn't help asking, what kind of pain it was.

But Lin Chuan's mouth was closed tightly, but he refused to say anything.

It would be too embarrassing to say this kind of thing.

"Father, is there anything else for me to do today?" After breakfast, in order to avoid the entanglement between Yue Qin'er and the others, he took the initiative to find Lin Dashan and asked for work.

"There is nothing for you to do. Seeing that you are not in good spirits, you should go and rest."

Lin Dashan looked at Lin Chuan's dark circles, how could he have the heart to let him go to work.

"I'm okay now, but on the surface it looks bad."

"You have to persevere in doing this kind of thing, so you can still have work or something."

Lin Chuan put on a posture of enthusiasm and strength, and continued to demand work.

"Since you want to work so much, then go get some persimmons back."

"Yesterday I saw some persimmons on the Persimmon Mountain in Houshan are already yellow. You can pick some and make them into persimmon cakes. You can make do with the moonlight during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Seeing that he insisted on working, Lin Dashan thought for a while before he thought of a job he could do now.

"No problem. I like persimmons the most. They are definitely done properly."

Seeing that there was finally something to do, Lin Chuan was relieved and promised hurriedly.

Only then did he remember that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, and he really had to start preparing.

Lin Chuan turned around and wanted to go out, but was stopped by Lin Dashan: "Why did you leave alone? Did you forget to bring a helper when picking persimmons?"

Lin Chuan stood blankly on the spot when he heard the words.

Forget about this, in the end I still have to be with these very curious girls!

"Of course I didn't forget to find a helper. Didn't I want to call Fatty Yao to go with him? Others are tall and magnificent, and pick up the persimmons quickly and accurately."

Lin Chuan, who was very reluctant to be with the girls, had an idea.

"I want to go together too." Yue Qin'er ran to Lin Chuan's side.

"What are you going to do with me? Didn't I say to look for Fatty Yao as a helper?" Lin Chuan said with a headache.

"You can find a helper if you find it. It has nothing to do with whether or not I want to go together. I'm just going to join in the fun."

Yue Qin'er felt that Lin Chuan's remarks were inexplicable.

Lin Chuan twitched the corners of his mouth, unable to say anything to refute.

The legs are long on others, so they can go wherever they want.

Helpless Lin Chuan took a few baskets, went to the front of the village to find Fatty Yao, and rushed to Shizi Mountain with a few girls.

Persimmon Mountain, as the name suggests, is a mountain full of persimmon trees.

According to the older generation, when the ancestors of Taoyuan Village first moved to Taoyuan Village, Persimmon Mountain was actually a barren mountain, with only two persimmon trees growing at the foot of the mountain.

The ancestors tasted the persimmons on the two persimmon trees and found that they were very delicious. The persimmons on the two trees were not enough for them to eat.

So they used the seeds of these two persimmon trees and planted a few more persimmon trees near the persimmon trees.

Over time, persimmon trees spread all over that barren mountain, and the name naturally became Persimmon Mountain.

This shows how powerful the power of eating goods is.

The food ancestors probably never expected that the persimmons they planted for a delicious bite would bring a lot of income to future generations.

Taoyuan dried persimmons are also very famous in the nearby land boundary, and they belong to the list of must-buy products for the New Year.

As the saying goes, cooked rice, fish and persimmon are yellow.

Although the rice is not fully ripe for various reasons, some persimmons have begun to turn yellow.

When Lin Chuan and the others rushed to Shizi Mountain, they saw persimmon trees full of mountains and plains, with fruitful fruits.

Persimmons that are still green have a tendency to turn yellow.

There are one or two early-maturing persimmon trees, and the persimmons on them have turned yellow and are very beautiful.

This means that autumn has not yet arrived, and the leaves of these persimmon trees have not yet begun to fall.

When the leaves of the persimmon tree are all gone, and only the persimmons are still hanging on the branches, the persimmons are the most beautiful at that time.

"We're going to pick persimmons. Why do you want to go? There is no need to stay here."

Lin Chuan walked to a persimmon tree where the persimmon had turned yellow, and said to the girls who came to join in the fun.

"It's okay, you're busy with you, don't worry about us." Yue Qin'er waved his hand and said casually.

Seeing that they had no intention of leaving, Lin Chuan completely gave up the idea of ​​staying away from them, put down the things he had brought, and began to climb the tree.

Picking persimmons is difficult for one person to accomplish.

Because the persimmon will become soft when it matures, you can't directly use a stick to poke it, otherwise the persimmon will break its skin and fall on the ground and you can't eat it.

So two people have to cooperate, one goes up to the tree to pick the persimmons, and the other waits under the tree to pick the persimmons, so as to ensure that the persimmons are intact to the greatest extent.

Fatty Yao was a tall man, and he was too cramped after climbing the tree.

The task of going up the tree to pick persimmons naturally fell on Lin Chuan.

As a child who grew up in a mountain village, climbing trees or something is naturally a basic skill.

Now that Lin Chuan has become a cultivator, there is no problem.

Lin Chuan had already climbed onto the branch and picked up the persimmons in just twos and threes.

In fact, when picking persimmons, it is most convenient and quick to cut them with scissors.

But Lin Chuan just wanted to pick some and go back to make dried persimmons, so he didn't care so much. Just pick some and go back at will.

Lin Chuan picked the persimmons from the tree and threw them directly under the tree.

Fatty Yao had been waiting under the tree, Lin Chuan just threw down the persimmon, and he caught it with a bamboo basket.

"Fatty Yao, give me a persimmon to taste." Before the two of them had picked it, Yue Qin'er came over and asked Fatty Yao for a persimmon.

Lin Chuan couldn't help but look down at her when he heard the words, his eyes were a little weird.

Is someone finally going to be the first to die?

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