Farmhouse Green Plum

August, Xinghua Village.

The autumn sky is clear and cloudless, the sky is high and far, and the pine forest slope west of the village is covered with golden pine needles.

The forest was so quiet that the sound of the girls scraping the pine needles seemed particularly loud.

Under a tall old pine tree, a little girl of eight or nine years old, wearing a coarse cloth shirt with blue patches, was deftly packing piles of pine needles into a backpack. Not far away, a little boy of about four or five years old was lying on the ground playing with insects.

The girl filled the basket as she stepped on it, and soon it was stuffed to the brim with no extra space left. She still did not give up, and picked up a large pile of pine needles and piled them on top. Even so, there were still two piles of pine needles left around it.

"too much."

Mumbling something, she turned her head and shouted to the round-faced girl who was still shaving her hair not far away: "Laidi, I have extra hair, you don't need to shave so much."

"Great!" The girl named Lai Di cheered, dropped the rake in her hand, rushed over, and picked up a large pile of pine needles. "Daya, how come you are so good? It's always like this. We start at the same time, and before I have enough, you are full!"

Daya smiled and urged, "Hurry up and pack it up. After I carry it back, I have to drive the ducks back home!"

"Okay!"

Lai Di trotted over to carry Song Mao into her backpack, and then proudly shouted to the other girls who were still working hard, "I'm almost done, you guys hurry up!"

Daya was amused and shook her head. She ignored her pride and untied the hemp rope tied to the backpack. The rope was thrown over the pile of pine needles. She stepped to the front of the backpack and pulled the rope hard. The end of the rope passed through the gap in the backpack...

"Let go... Mom... No... I..."

Suddenly, she heard someone shouting something at the foot of the mountain. The voice was very far away and could not be heard clearly.

Daya stopped and listened carefully. There was indeed someone crying, and the voice seemed a little familiar.

Without caring about tying up the firewood, Daya stood up and walked towards the cliff while saying, "It sounds like someone is crying."

As she spoke, she had already walked to the edge of the cliff. Looking ahead, she saw a burly woman dragging a girl of about fifteen or sixteen walking along the mountain road in the distance.

The girl struggled desperately, turned back and shouted frantically, but she was no match for the woman. By this time, she had been dragged far away.

"It's Sister Xiaohua, that's the direction out of the village..." Daya was horrified, "There's Paihuazi!"

The other girls also came over, and when they saw the situation at the foot of the mountain, their expressions changed.

Daya turned around and ran down the mountain, "Quick! Let's stop her! We can't let her kidnap Sister Xiaohua!"

While she was speaking, a girl with quick reactions rushed down the mountain like a fly.

Daya ran a few steps, then remembered the little boy, stopped quickly, turned back and carried the little boy on her back.

Because of this delay, by the time she got down the mountain, her companions had already run far away along the mountain road.

Looking at her friends' backs, she suddenly realized that they were all children and she had to ask an adult for help!

She turned around and ran back, shouting as she ran: "Go stop her, I'll go back and call the adults!"

"Da Ya, I'll go with you!"

Lai Di had already run to the front, but when she heard her words, she immediately stopped. It would be strange if Daya was carrying Song Yuan on her back, so she could not run fast. By the time she ran back, Paihuazi might have already run away.

"Hurry up, there are beggars!" Lai Di shouted at the top of her lungs while running. Her voice was so earth-shaking that the mountains on both sides of the road seemed to tremble.