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On weekends, I invited my friends outside. Working and eating all day long, only on weekends is your own, you can arrange freely, fly freely, why not go outdoors to rest assured! We came to an unknown mountain. My friends and I lined up, closed our eyes and took a deep breath. The air was fresh and we enjoyed ourselves with nature. All the mountains are small, with white, yellow and red flowers swaying in the breeze. Back to the valley, a string of fruits came into my eyes. I looked closer and found that it was the fruits of chicken crops and banyan trees. I felt surprised and happy, and couldn’t help saying: You are here too! My friend heard it and vaguely promised me, what? Only then did I find myself distracted. Said: Oh, nothing! This is chicken crop Banyan, its fruit is edible. I pointed at the chicken crop Rong and introduced it to my friend while I couldn’t wait to put some food into my mouth. My friend said hurriedly: fruits in the mountain cannot be eaten casually to prevent poisoning. I haven’t seen it for a long time. I ignored my friends and put the picked Banyan fruit into a plastic bag. Fortunately, I took the bag with me, and I secretly delighted. I embraced those ripe ones into my pocket one by one. I am happy. I taste it one by one, which is fragrant and sweet. My friend didn’t understand, and said loudly: If you go out of the mountain and eat fruits casually, you will be really poisoned! I said: it’s okay, didn’t I say it? It is called Chicken, crop and fruit, which can be eaten. There are many in our hometown. Do not believe, you also try. I handed him a bigger one which was ripe, and he held it in his hand, doubtfully, he dared not eat it, seeing my fruits disappearing from my mouth one by one. I said: Eat! Look, my bag is almost full. Do you want me to lie to you? He ate it now. Well, delicious, fragrant and sweet. He didn’t eat another one. I picked up all the ripe ones and prepared to eat on the way home. At that time, the hometown just went from overstarvation to being able to eat enough, but there were still some families who had not finished their grain storage before the autumn harvest, so they had to borrow it from relatives and neighbors and return it to the next year. My family is one of them. I often eat corn porridge or corn flour mixed in rice, and most of them are potherb. There are six sisters in the family, I am the youngest one, so my parents were very pitiful to me, so they gave me a quiet meal alone. Now I am grateful to win and get the light of my parents and the care of my brother and sister! At that time, people in hometown ate half full in this way, Eating meat is far from enough. Once every five or more than ten days, the street we drive there is Sanba Street, which is once every five days every month, only the street day parents would buy one or half jin meat to supplement the oil and water. The Street is twenty or thirty miles away from our house, unlike the asphalt road now, it is a mountain road and a sheep sausage trail, it takes three or four hours to walk back and forth as soon as possible, the hardship can be imagined! Therefore, wild fruits in the mountain are the source of nutrition for children to grow up. Every day after school, we set out to the mountain in groups, and we picked all the fruits that can be eaten in the mountain. At that time, there were several chicken crops beside our school. Maybe God took care of them. There were a series of birds, and many birds were built every year. I remember that every year from May and June to November is its fruit period, so we have to go to check every day after school, and they will be picked up before they are ripe, sometimes I will meet some ripe ones, which is lucky. Everyone thinks that there is no need to go to see them. Anyway, it is impossible. Therefore, it is at this time that ripe Banyan fruits will appear. I was overjoyed, and quickly picked off the Banyan fruit, as if being robbed by others. I struggled for my big eyes and put them into my mouth together, chewing at random, with red face, which made me speechless, I won! In my childhood, my friends couldn’t feel my special memory and special affection for chicken crops and fruits. Now, as before, can I remain indifferent to seeing so many ripe chickens and fruits? It gave me back all the things I owed to me in my childhood. I wanted to pick them all, eat enough of them and eat them round like a big belly frog. Thank you! Chicken crop Banyan, accompanied me through my bitter childhood. Seeing you, I feel happy and sad at the same time. I am no longer hungry now. Do you remember that I ate rice every day! Nowadays, every time I go to the market, I don’t want to have a look at any glutinous rice Valley or Qingbao Valley. I don’t know if happiness comes too suddenly. You make me want to cry. I love the chicken crop fruit late. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring

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