New ink fragrance in old times

"Okay, I'll take good care of my sisters."

Just like that, with Shen Xin's comfort, Lin Siheng gradually stopped crying, while Lin Mo, Lin Sizhe and his group had already stepped into the lush back mountain.

The sunlight shines through the dense treetops, dappling onto the dirt road beneath our feet, adding a touch of mystery and adventure to this unknown journey.

Lin Xuebao has rich experience in forestry. He quickly found his target and began to concentrate on selecting wood suitable for making furniture.

Lin Mo was too bored to stay where he was. He didn't know how to pass this long and boring waiting time.

"Dad, how about I come with you?"

Lin Mo looked at Lin Xuejin, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Lin Xuejin nodded, motioning Lin Mo to follow.

At first, Lin Mo was full of curiosity, but as Lin Xuejin walked farther and farther away, and further and further away from the path that was worn smooth by everyone's feet, Lin Mo began to feel uneasy.

They shuttled through the dense bushes, and the thorns under their feet made a harsh sound from time to time, as if it was a warning from nature to them.

What made Lin Mo even more frightened was that there were several conspicuous large beehives hanging on the surrounding trees, and hornets were busy coming in and out, guarding their territory.

Lin Mo felt something was wrong as he walked. His palms, which were tightly holding onto Lin Sizhe, began to sweat. He regretted following him.

Lin Mo suddenly noticed that there was no road ahead, only a dense bush and a huge thorn rack blocking the way.

He stopped and turned to Tang Qing and Tang Shan who were following behind him and said, "Cousin, how about we wait here? I think there is no way out ahead. If we go any further, it will be difficult to get out later."

Tang Qing and Tang Shan also stopped and looked at each other, obviously agreeing with the proposal.

Lin Sizhe was the first to nod in agreement, even though he could no longer walk.

So, the four of them each found a rock to sit down on and prepare to take a break.

"Huh, I can finally take a breath."

Lin Mo breathed a long sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and secretly thanked himself for making the right decision.

Lin Mo's eyes began to wander around the colorful scenery, and he couldn't help but be deeply fascinated.

All around, some trees have shed their summer splendor, with bare branches pointing to the sky, telling the story of the changing seasons; while some trees still maintain their vigorous vitality, lush green, and their leaves sparkling with vibrant light under the sunlight.

What's more, the leaves seem to be dyed with the most brilliant colors by the autumn wind, completely red, as hot as flames, and as gentle as the sunset, making this world look particularly enchanting.

The breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness and endless tenderness, through the woods, gently swaying the leaves that are either golden, fiery red, or emerald green. They collide with each other, making a rustling sound, like the most melodious music of nature, every note jumps with the song of life, and every melody flows with the tranquility of time.

The wind, the leaves, the interweaving of light and shadow formed a breathtaking picture, which cleansed and sublimated Lin Mo's soul like never before.

At this moment, Lin Mo seemed to have merged into one with the world. All his worries and sorrows were blown away by the wind, leaving only inner peace.

"Saburo."

"Saburo."

Lin Mo was brought back to reality by the continuous calls. He turned around and saw Lin Xuejin, Tang Qing, Tang Xin and Silang surrounding him, their faces full of concern.

"Sanlang, what are you staring at?" Lin Xuejin said with a hint of sarcasm.

Lin Mo scratched his head sheepishly, a hint of an apologetic smile on his lips: "Dad, I was just looking at the birds in the tree, and I accidentally got distracted."

Lin Sizhe interrupted and said, "No wonder, Third Brother, I called you for a long time just now and you didn't respond. I thought you were asleep."

Lin Mo smiled and shook his head, but he was secretly glad that he had found an excuse.

Lin Xuejin patted Lin Mo's shoulder and said, "Let's go, let's go back. Your uncle and the others must be waiting anxiously."

Lin Mo nodded: "I understand, Dad."

The group walked back along the path. Lin Mo secretly wondered what his father had been doing, as the backpack looked quite full.

Lin Xuebao saw Lin Xuejin and his group returning from afar, and immediately stood up. His eyes fell on Lin Xuejin's slightly heavy backpack, and he jokingly said:

"Brother, what good stuff did you find? You've been gone for so long. Did you bring the entire forest back?"

Lin Xuejin smiled and shook his head, then gently put down the backpack, revealing the herbs inside.

"That's not so exaggerated. They're just some herbs we found earlier. It's been raining a lot these days, so they're growing well. I dug them up."

Lin Xuebo's eyes flashed with admiration: "Second brother, your craftsmanship is really amazing. You always find such good things. Okay, you take a break, I'm going to chop down some trees."

Lin Xuejin nodded to Lin Xuebo: "Okay, I'll help you later."

Lin Xuejin turned his gaze gently towards Xing'er and instructed, "Xing'er, watch over your brothers and sisters. Don't let them run around. Okay?"

Xing Er: "I understand, Uncle. I will keep an eye on them."

Lin Xuejin smiled with relief, then picked up the axe and wood saw and strode towards Lin Xuebao.

Just as Lin Xuejin was sweating profusely and concentrating on cutting down trees, a burst of hearty laughter broke the silence around him.

"Second brother, third brother, look who's here?"

Lin Wenhong's voice came from afar, with a hint of excitement.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xuejin and Lin Xuebao stopped what they were doing and looked up. They saw Lin Wenhong followed by Lin Wenru and Lin Wenru’s two sons, Lin Xuerui and Lin Xuezhi.

Lin Mo recognized them from a distance. The last time he met his second grandfather and his family was when they went to pay taxes together. The scene was still vivid in his mind.

"Uncle, why are you here?"

Lin Xuejin hurriedly went to greet them, with a hint of surprise in his tone. It was really not easy for his second uncle and his family to take the time to help.

Lin Wenru smiled and waved his hand, a kind light flashing in his eyes. "We are a family, how can we not help each other? Besides, who in our Lin family is not hardworking? Although my old bones are useless, I can still help you chop trees, and Shuisheng and Shuizhi can also help with some work."

Lin Xuebo: "Uncle, we're so happy you're here. How could we ask you to do any heavy work?"

Lin Wenru insisted, "Don't say that. I'm still strong. Besides, only when our Lin family works together can we get things done. Shuisheng, Shuizhi, you two come here and work with Dad."

Lin Xuerui and Lin Xuezhi followed Lin Wenru and joined the logging team.

Lin Mo stood aside, his eyes closely following the movements of Lin Xuebao, Lin Xuerui and others. Every step they took seemed so skillful and powerful.

Lin Mo had only seen scenes of trees being chopped down with chainsaws or axes on TV, but he had never witnessed the ancient people's tree-cutting skills with his own eyes. At this moment, he was witnessing the inheritance of ancient wisdom with his own eyes.

I saw Lin Xuebao, Lin Xuerui and others climbing up the tree nimbly, their movements light and agile.

They wield sharp machetes and precisely cut off the branches of the tree. Each cut is just right, which not only ensures the balance of the tree but also speeds up the felling process. Afterwards, they put ropes on the tree and prepare for the next work.

After they came down from the tree, they picked up a large saw, pointed it at the cut made by the axe, and began to saw vigorously. The sound of the saw teeth scraping against the wood echoed in the air, which was particularly pleasant.

Lin Mo stood aside, his eyes fixed on the six people and the three large saws.

At first, they worked in perfect harmony, and the saw made rhythmic squeaking sounds on the thick tree trunks. But as time went on, the saw seemed to encounter insurmountable resistance and gradually could not be pulled further.

At this time, Lin Mo saw them quickly adjust their strategy, tacitly put down the big saw, picked up the axe instead, and prepared for the next stage of felling.

They had a clear division of labor, working in groups of two. Every time the axe fell, wood chips flew everywhere, and the air was filled with the unique freshness and tenacity of trees.

Lin Mo looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited.