Xia Weiwei felt warm in her heart, "Qingzhi, it's great to have you."
When her career was in the doldrums and she was abandoned by the company.
When she was betrayed by her ex-boyfriend and didn't know how to make a choice.
Qingzhi is like a spiritual force, supporting her to keep moving forward on the right path.
"Weiwei, it's great that I have a friend like you." Xu Qingzhi will never forget that before his sudden death in his last life, he could still have such a sincere friendship in the muddy entertainment industry.
Even though she is no longer in the entertainment industry and she and Weiwei are separated, distance will never be a problem that blocks friendship.
She pointed the video screen at the small bamboo basket below her, "Weiwei, look, the chestnuts at my grandpa's house are all ripe, and he is picking them up. I will send you some chestnuts later."
The most taboo thing among true friends is politeness. Xia Weiwei nodded happily and said happily: "That's great, I like eating chestnuts the most. I have loved eating them since I was a child."
Xu Qingzhi bent down to pick up chestnuts on the ground and shared: "I also like to eat chestnuts. When I was a child, my mother would buy a small basket of chestnuts from the market and let them dry in the sun for a few days. They would become crispy and sweet. Later, my grandpa planted them.
I can’t finish the chestnut tree every year. But I will send it to you later. You can’t eat too much in a day. If you eat too much, you will fart and affect your image at work.”
Xia Weiwei burst into laughter, and seeing that she was still busy, she said thoughtfully: "I know, Qingzhi, then you pick up chestnuts first, and we'll talk next time."
"Okay, let's talk later, bye~"
After hanging up the video, Xu Qingzhi put the phone back in his pocket and continued to bend down to pick up chestnuts.
On the other side, Mr. Zheng was holding a long bamboo pole to hit chestnuts on the tree. Xu Fuqiang was hit on the leg by the flying chestnuts, and he cried out in pain.
The old man waved his hands hurriedly and said with a frown: "I told you to stand farther away. If you are just standing there, go and see what's over there."
Xu Fuqiang did not leave, but went over to grab the bamboo pole in the old man's hand, "I'll come, I'll come, you go and pick it up with Qingzhi."
This chestnut beating is still a technical job. In addition to having strong arm strength, the chestnut ball does not have eyes and will splash on the body at any time.
Xu Fuqiang was just hit in the leg just now. He saw that there was a chestnut ball hanging on the clothes on the old man's back. He must have been hit on the body. The old man was stubborn and endured the pain without shouting.
Moreover, this shorter chestnut tree can be beaten with a bamboo pole while standing on the ground. There are several taller chestnut trees nearby, but standing on the ground is not possible. It is dangerous to climb up the tree to beat it.
Xu Dongru couldn't accept his old age. After being hit twice, the joints of his arms were a little sore.
Xu Fuqiang grabbed the bamboo pole and pointed it at the chestnut tree, and started beating it skillfully.
The chestnut balls smashed down like rain.
Xu Qingzhi was far away and picked up some chestnuts that had naturally matured and fallen from the ground. Such chestnuts were open, not long after they fell, and the flesh was still full.
If it is a chestnut that has been dropped for a long time, the shell and meat will be dry, so there is no need to pick it up.
Xu Fuqiang beat all the chestnut trees one by one. Xu Qingzhi and his grandfather picked them up first. When they finished, Xu Fuqiang also joined in picking up the chestnut balls.
Today's gloves are not like the gloves that could be punctured in the past. They are very thick. Wearing gloves to pick up chestnut balls is not afraid of pricking your hands at all. Picking up chestnut balls is particularly convenient.
The three people picked it up for several hours, and several large baskets were filled.
Xu Fuqiang first carried two loads on a shoulder pole and carried them down the mountain.
It is not an easy task to carry chestnut balls home from the mountain. After all, the mountain road is rugged and not as easy as walking on flat ground.
And the basket of chestnut balls is extremely heavy.
Fortunately, I met some uncles from the same village who were going up the mountain to look at tea seeds. They had previously helped with small jobs in the Xu family, and they helped to pick out the baskets of chestnut balls.
The eldest uncle and the second uncle were both busy and couldn't come to help. Only her father came.
Otherwise, her father, a strong laborer, would have to run back and forth three or four times to get these big baskets of chestnut balls.
Grandpa took the bag and packed some chestnut balls back for several people.
The most important and laborious process of moving chestnut balls home is to peel the chestnuts.
In previous years, the chestnuts at home were all peeled by hand, but her grandpa wouldn’t let her peel them, saying that her hands would be so tender that they would hurt them.
At that time, several old ladies came to chat with grandma, and several old men sat around in the small courtyard, chatting while peeling chestnut balls. The afternoon passed very quickly.
Xiao Qingzhi was sitting on the small bench next to him, huddled in the crowd, listening to the adults chatting about the past history.
In that war-torn era, how did they escape the pursuit of the bad guys?
When bad guys come, people from the previous village will run to the next village with their playful clappers to remind everyone to hide in the mountains. Village after village, everyone works together just to survive in troubled times.
Come down and live...
Not to mention, I didn’t even have enough to eat at that time.
It is said that in the past, it was impossible to imagine that pork could be eaten for every meal.
Xiao Qingzhi blinked her eyes, sat in the middle, and listened very carefully. Even if she has listened to it three, four, or countless times, she will never get tired of it.