Although Phoenix Mountain is not high, it takes an hour to climb to the top of the mountain, the eyebrows are slightly panting, Yan Mingshun does not change his face, there are many people on the top of the mountain, many people are taking pictures, and some people are shouting at the bottom of the mountain, as if to vent the depression in their hearts.

"There are a lot of September berries here, and they are all unbroken!"

Meimei looked at a large field of September berries on the small slope in surprise, red as agate, embedded in the vines, and next to them were blooming tulip flowers, white flowers one after another, entwining the big tree, blooming unscrupulously, exuding an alluring fragrance that attracted countless bees and butterflies.

On the other side of the hill, there is a different view, with low wild chrysanthemums growing all over the dirt slopes, and small golden flowers dancing in the wind, standing proudly and vibrantly.

Meimei saw that her heart moved, she took out a pen and paper from her bag, and just stood and sketched quickly, such a beautiful scene, she had to draw it and use it in her new book.

Let her heroine and male protagonist start their first kiss in such a beautiful scenery, it must be sweet!

She drew very quickly, finished in a few minutes, and took several beautiful photos with her camera before she began to pick the berries.

Yan Mingshun picked several dog's tail grasses, removed the leaves and grass seeds, and left only clean stems, and wore the picked cranberries on the grass stems, a grass stem can be strung dozens of cranberries, and then tied in a knot, red and gorgeous, more beautiful than an agate necklace.

Meimei picked and ate at the same time, and fed Yan Mingshun from time to time, the two of them ate happily, and seemed to have returned to the happy time in Mojia Village, when Yan Mingshun also took her to the mountains to find wild berries.

The other young people were also interested, and they picked up, and when they saw that there were already a lot of them, they gave up the place to them, and went to pick wild chrysanthemums with Yan Mingshun.

These wild chrysanthemums are very spiritual, and they are clean, they are picked back and dried to make tea, and Yan Xinya loves to drink flower tea.

After picking for more than an hour, the harvest was quite abundant, Meimei got up and stuffed a large bag of wild chrysanthemums into the backpack, and put the wild berry skewers in the bag, only carrying them by hand, otherwise they would be juiced when squeezed in the backpack.

"Brother Ming Shun, you can bring a few strings back to Grandma Yang and Grandpa Yan to eat, as well as wild chrysanthemums, I remember that Grandma Yang also loves to drink flower tea."

Going down the mountain quickly, Yan Mingshun sent Meimei home, he went back to change his clothes in a while, and went to Mojia Village to visit his grandmother and uncle, in the past three years, he occasionally took potions to condition the bodies of several old people, and he didn't dare to use too much, but the effect was obvious, and the bodies of the four old people have always been very tough.

Yan Mingshun accepted it after thinking about it, and said with a smile: "So well-behaved, let my grandparents give you a big red envelope when the time comes." ”

His eyebrows whitened his eyebrows, but he didn't last long, and he couldn't help laughing.

The second elder of the Yan family should know about her and Yan Mingshun, but now she is still young, and some things are not good to put on the surface, so she has not broken it.

But Yan Mingshun said early in the morning that as long as she graduated from high school, she would go public about their relationship, and she would officially visit her parents, and she could no longer engage in underground activities.

Yan Mingshun sent Meimei home, chatted with Yan Xinya for a few words, and drove away.

The two elders of the Yan family are at home, Yan Mingda is also there, honestly doing homework in the yard, the old man Yan is holding the whip behind him, the old man has been bored recently, and he feels that it is time to spur the little grandson, so Yan Mingda's tragic days have come.

"Grandparents, these are wild berries and wild chrysanthemums, honor you."

Yan Mingshun put wild berries and wild chrysanthemums on the stone table, red berries and yellow flowers, which were unusually beautiful.

Grandma Yang's eyes narrowed with joy, but Old Man Yan just responded angrily, not looking too happy.