"Oh my! Peach trees and grape vines, that's easy, let's go! Uncle will take you up the mountain, it's not for nothing you call me uncle. I'll show you my treasures."
Li Zaiguan loved having people visit his woods.
They were his lifeline.
He was deeply invested in this mountain forest.
Jiang Xiaoxiao and Fan Jianguo followed Li Zaiguan up the mountain.
Honestly, there were many trees planted on the mountain, but they were clearly divided.
They first saw a large expanse of peach trees.
Peaches had long since been abundant; most were already picked! The remaining ones were scattered and not yet ripe.
But the fragrance of peaches filled the garden, without a doubt.
Finally, Li Zaiguan picked out two five-year-old peach tree saplings and two-year-old grape vine saplings for her. As for the beloved yellow pear sapling, Li Zaiguan hesitated but let go of one sapling that was crooked and droopy, which Jiang Xiaoxiao insisted on taking.
It was quite a harvest.