Yellow plums are sweeter than green plums

The plums brought back were washed one by one by my aunt, and they were ready to be dried out tomorrow. The plums soaked in water vapor were placed on the table one by one. Looking from the side, you can see the fine fluff, which has a crystal clear texture.When these fruits are dried to a certain extent, they can be used to make a unique style of plum wine. The plums cannot be preserved, but the plum wine can be preserved for a long time.

At that time, my mother also did it, and Duan Qiuming has some fragmentary memories.

What happened to these green plums that fell steadily on the swing without exception?

The next morning, curiosity awakened Duan Qiuming at dawn.The family members in the next room were still sleeping soundly, and they covered the door behind their coats. Duan Qiuming took a piece of green dough and rushed towards yesterday's direction. His ankles were wet with the morning dew, and the aroma of wormwood was between his lips and teeth. It seems to make the surrounding cold less unbearable, and the road that cannot be seen clearly does not seem to be so long.

When it was time, the sky turned white, and the plum tree cast a mottled light and shadow on the ground under the morning light.Duan Qiuming looked up and down for a few times but didn't see any clues. His slightly softened eyes shifted to the position of the tombstone. Xiaotian'er's name and birthday were still placed there correctly, but he always felt that something was wrong... …

Even with Duan Qiuming's good temper, he couldn't help frowning, staring at the plum wine with only one sip left with a complicated expression.

The thin liquid covered the bottom of the bottle guiltily, and when he took it up and shook it, the pitiful amount made a sound of rounding up and nothing when it collided with the inner wall of the bottle.The lid of the bottle mouth was loosened by someone. Wait, this is not a sign of loosening. There are still a small row of tooth marks on the iron lid. The person who stole the wine actually bit it open. .

And the tooth marks are very messy, it can be seen that I tried every angle before I got my wish.

Soon, new evidence was discovered. The green balls that were neatly stacked on the altar the day before were also traces of being eaten by someone. Mouth, I ate half of the peanut stuffing, I guess I like it better.And on the backs of several seemingly complete youth groups, when they were picked up for inspection, it was no surprise that they were left with small tooth marks that had been tasted.

It seems that there is still a little self-knowledge, knowing what it means to have a guilty conscience.

The green ball in his hand was still glowing with freshness, and he looked around, but couldn't even find a footprint.

Looking at the mess in front of him, Duan Qiuming could only let out a long sigh, and collected all the bitten green balls and prepared to throw them away, including the empty bottle.On a rare sunny day, the sun dispelled the chill from the surroundings, and even felt a faint sense of heat. He hung his coat on the branch, rolled up his sleeves, and put all the mutilated sacrifices aside in a bag, and finally cleaned the altar. I can see it, but the ears are filled with the rustling sound of the wind passing through the leaves during the whole process.

Originally planned to leave in the afternoon, even the ticket had already been bought in advance.My aunt has already prepared big and small bags for herself, most of which are Duan Qiuming's favorite specialties, especially last year's plum wine, which was packed in a few big bottles, and even the whole package weighed a lot.When going out, my sister's eyes were a little wet, I don't know if my brother will come back this year's New Year.

I took a ride from my fellow countrymen and drove for a while, and got on the bus to the city before five o'clock.The air in the carriage was a bit sultry. I opened the window, but unfortunately I didn’t smell the sweet plum aroma in the village. There were people passing by in the town. Staring at the scenery outside, I realized that the car’s engine started slowly. After walking a few meters, he stopped suddenly.

A man with a wrinkled ticket in his hand got into the car in a hurry, looked around in the car for a while with a blushing face, and then walked towards Duan Qiuming's direction.Originally, his eyes didn't stay on this person for a moment at all, he just focused on checking the text messages of the past few days on the lit phone screen, but he was dazed when he smelled an increasingly strong scent of plums.

The person who caught up with the car was a teenager, and because he ran too fast, an unnatural blush appeared on his fair face.When approaching Duan Qiuming, he obviously hesitated for a while, and then sat heavily on the seat next to Duan Qiuming with the small schoolbag in his arms.Duan Qiuming turned his head subconsciously at the unignorable scent around him, and couldn't move his eyes away after just a glance.

It's not that the skinny boy in front of me has such a flawless face. In fact, his appearance is more strange than stunning. He wears tight pants and a small shirt, probably because it was a long time ago The clothes looked a little old, yellowed, and wrinkled.Especially the schoolbag, the current elementary school students will probably dislike the old-fashioned style.

The boy's feet are small, and the only thing that fits him is probably the pair of slippers, which look exaggerated in color but fit well.Aware of the man's critical gaze, the exposed white toes curled up uneasily, and the little bag in his arms hugged even tighter.I don't know what is stuffed in that bulging bag, Duan Qiuming's eyes are firmly fixed on his face, but his voice is a little nervous:

--who are you?