Today was sunny and the weather was warm. The elder brother and sister-in-law began to pick the fruit.
The fruit is ripe
The leaves of the pear trees have turned brownish yellow, and the breeze blows down one after another. The branches of the trees instantly became bare, and the green leaves of the day no longer existed. The shade of the sun is gone, and the occasional chirping of birds among the trees is also clear at a glance.
The yellow-brown leaves, blown by the wind, rustle and seem to fall.
Last year, when the winter pears were soft and yellow, standing in the yard, there would be a burst of fragrance from the pear trees, which made people feel relaxed. Picking a fruit and eating it is sour and crisp and sweet, and that taste will be long aftertaste in the heart and spleen, leaving an imprint. This year, I don't know what the reason is, I was not able to smell the incense under the tree, is it because the fruit is small or I did not leave more thoughts, when the pear is crisp, stop to appreciate, quietly go to Mu Na pure incense? In fact, the pear fragrance is real, but this year I am too concerned about the current NEW CROWN epidemic.
This is a winter fruit pear picked a few days ago, small in size, but crunchy and sweet.
This year the fruit trees are big and the results are many. Facing the sun, the fruit on the top of the branches is large and red. Usually there are a dozen fruits on a branch, squeezing the tall branches into a bend. When the young fruit grows, the diligent old brother will choose to prop up a wooden pole on the branch of the tree, and then use plastic ropes to tie each other and fix it. Now that the fruit was picked, the rope was taken to get off the wooden pole, and in an instant the fruit branch was tall and light again. This is also, the hard season, there will always be some time to ease up.
The apples on the tips of the trees were red and big.
Picking fruit is a very hard job. The tools used are tall iron ladders, wide at the bottom and narrow on the top. On one side are horizontal bars with fixed spacing, and on the other side are long iron bars of equal length. The iron rod forms a movable ladder with another trapezoidal surface with a horizontal gear, and it needs to be tied with a rope underneath, so as not to be dangerous if the sides are too far apart. The ladder is fixed on the ground, which is the principle of three points into one side, and it is stable. The ladder looks towering, but it is indeed a good helper for picking fruit.
The older brother was picking fruit.
The elder brother is old and retired for more than ten years. I used to be a carpenter, but now I am an authentic farmer. A series of agricultural tasks such as planting vegetables, spraying medicine, and fertilizing are all capable. It is a typical old scalper with hard-working and hard-working skills. The elder brother has never complained about his hard work, and he is happy to do so.
This is the profile of the fruit, rock sugar buds, very crisp and sweet.
When picking fruit today, I deliberately took a video of my brother picking fruit and saved it. Let the many relatives and friends who eat the fruit see how the elder brother picks the fruit. In fact, after so many years, I also met my brother-in-law for the first time to pick fruit. Most of the people involved are curious. At the same time, I also deeply appreciate the difficulty of fruit breeding and fruit picking.
The red fruits hang from the branches between the trees, and looking at them will make you feel good.
The fruit is particularly red on the treetops, and it is sunny and nutritious. There are many fruits at the bottom of the fruit tree, very scattered, not gathered, mostly hanging on the branches one by one. Some are very small and very small. As if injected with a stylus needle, like a dwarfism fruit, no longer growing, small, but also trying to complete its cycle, firmly hanging on the branches.
The dwarf fruit was hanging firmly from the branches
The fruit is full of branches, and the fragrance is wafting ten miles. The tempting fruit does require careful care to harvest when it reaches maturity, and people can hope to see the fruits. Otherwise, there are many flies, moths, long-billed birds, and tree fruits that get sick.
This is the fruit on the tip of the tree, red.
We were picking fruit, and my mother was in the room, looking out of the window from time to time, and I also came out of the door and stood on the platform to see. She was worried about the danger of her brother standing tall, and she was worried about whether her sister-in-law's wrist injury would affect her. Alas, the old man's mind is always on the children, but we can't understand it. Maybe we haven't reached the age of ninety-three years old, we have so many experiences, so many worldly tribulations, and we can be so transparent.
The dahlia under the apple tree, the mother carefully watched.
Today is also the fourteenth day of the comeback of a new round of COVID-19. The number of covid-19 cases remains unscathed. The epidemic control and prevention work is still on the way, and the atmosphere is particularly tense. According to the current form of the epidemic, our village community has conducted three rounds of accounting testing. Peripheral personnel cannot enter the village and join the society at will, and the vehicle control is also very strict. In order to reduce the flow of people, all intersections into the village are strictly guarded within 24 hours a day.
May the place where the wind blows is a place of peace.
At present, abiding by discipline and law and following the rules and regulations is the most common psychology and behavior of the general public, and within the controllable range, we can do what we can to control the epidemic. May the sky be clear, the blue sky be peaceful and quiet, and everyone be safe and secure!
Peace and auspiciousness are the deepest meanings of apples