HLnovel Chapter 437 Dig the Fruit First
Chapter 437 Dig the Fruit First
I wonder if Song Haizhi is among those guards?
Didn’t Yu Luo say that Song Haizhi was sent to the abyss?
Is he still alive now?
With many questions in mind, Anjiu looked anxiously among the guards.
No.
Neither is this one.
There wasn't a single familiar face in there!
Was he sent into the abyss?
What is behind the high wall?!
No one gave her an answer, but there was a sense of danger in the air.
"Xiaojiu..." A Ling came close to her and said softly, "Should we go dig over there?"
Anjiu looked in the direction of her finger. It was a piece of land that was much higher than here. It was very flat and covered with charred and twisted branches.
"It should be over there. Let's go and take a look."
As soon as Anjiu and the others set off, the others followed.
Everyone predicted that it might be there, as other places didn't look like they had fruits growing there.
Anyway, follow along and see.
A kind driver shouted, "Yes, that's it. You've found the right place. Go over there quickly. The more you dig, the more you get!"
Upon hearing this, everyone rushed over.
They climbed up the land, occupied an area, and started digging with tools.
After Anjiu and the others chose a location, they unloaded the shovels and bags and started working.
The crust of the soil was harder and more brittle than she had imagined, like the edge of burnt bread, crackling.
Pry open the surface and you'll find the same texture inside.
Anjiu was dug down along the roots of the unknown plant. If there are fruits, they should be growing at the root tips. We can't see them now, so we must have dug too shallowly.
Just looking at the burnt color of the roots, I can't be sure whether the fruit is intact.
"See it! I saw the fruit!" Grandma asked her to stop, and used the small shovel in her hand to clean around, and then pried out a black stick as long as her palm.
"Is this the fruit?" An Jiu asked in confusion.
"Yes! Definitely!"
Grandma used the edge of the shovel to lightly chop the black stick, and the charred outer shell fell off with a click, soon revealing a layer of light red.
She said excitedly: "See, I said it must be a fruit!"
"Let me see what the middle looks like." Anjiu took it, put it on the ground, and cut it in the middle with a shovel.
She and her grandmother each picked up half and looked at the cut surface.
The flesh inside is also light red and is slowly oozing milky white juice. It doesn't smell like anything and it doesn't hurt or itch when it comes in contact with the skin.
It seems really edible.
Anjiu threw the fruits into the bag, rubbed his palms, thrust the shovel into the soil, stepped on the edge of the shovel, and pressed down with the weight of his body.
Holding the shovel handle tightly, he pried hard and lifted out a large piece of soil.
Grandma stuck her head out, scanned the area with her eyes like a radar, and said decisively, "No."
Anjiu continued to dig deeper.
Grandma looked again: "Got it!"
She took out a shovel, handed the hole to her grandmother, and then dug the roots of the plants next to it.
In this way, after grandma finishes picking up the trash in the first pit, she goes to the second pit she just dug. She returns to the first pit and digs deeper. After making sure there is nothing left, she digs the third pit.
The two of them cooperated tacitly.
Gradually, Anjiu found some patterns and roughly knew the growth range and depth of the fruit underground. If there was still no fruit after two shovels, it meant that the plant had not produced any fruit.
She didn't waste any time and immediately went to the next place to dig.
The soil was hard, so she had to use brute force to dig. Even though she wore gloves, she still got several big blisters at the base of her fingers and around her thumbs.
Anjiu poked it with her gloved finger and felt no bouncing tissue fluid, which meant that the blister had been squeezed and broken. It was a little painful, but it did not affect her work.
It took a lot of effort to get grandma back into good health, so she should do the hard work.
In fact, grandma's life is not easy either. She has to dig the fruits out of the hard soil, repeatedly bending and squatting.
“Don’t be afraid of hard work if there is a reward, just do it!”
Grandma was very excited. The feeling of digging food from the soil made her feel wonderful. Every time she dug out a heavy fruit, the corners of her mouth would smile a little more.
Not only were they happy, Aling and the old sisters were also very busy, rummaging with their hands and looking around, with the bags around them filled to the brim.
As long as you work hard, you will surely reap the rewards.
There were enough supplies, so no one caused trouble at the scene. Everyone was unable to dig up all the supplies at hand, and had no time to seize other people's territory.
What's more, this piece of land is very large, and maybe the further you go in, the more fruits there will be!
They worked for several hours without taking a break until they filled all the bags they brought.
Finally, when there was no place to put it, I stuffed it into my pockets and into my hat.
"Are you almost done digging?" The commander stood up, waved his hand and shouted, "It's time to call it a day! We have to get going again. Come back tomorrow!"
People looked up, their fingers still groping in the pit.
The commander was amused by the look of reluctance to leave.
"Hurry up and get in the car. No matter how much you dig, you won't be able to carry it. If you can't take it away, you will just be making wedding clothes for others!"
Everyone finally came to their senses, and stood up with difficulty, supporting themselves with their hands on their knees. They tied up the bag and tried to throw it behind their backs.
Anjiu had space, and he had communicated with his grandmother long ago, and secretly put most of the fruits away. Only two bags, one large and one small, were left in the open.
It’s not much, and compared with other young people, it’s even a little less.
Anjiu tied the two bags together, lifted the weight of the bags, squatted down, and asked his grandmother to help lift them onto his shoulders.
When she stood up, the heavy weight almost crushed her down.
"Put it down, I'll carry one bag!" Grandma felt so distressed that she quickly let go and each of them carried one bag.
“It’s okay,” An Jiu dodged, “I’ve already carried it on my back, it’s hard to put it down, let’s do it when we get on the bus.”
It's just a short distance, there's no need to let go. Just be tired if you want to, it will pass if you endure it.
Grandma held the shovel in one hand and supported herself with the other, and after stumbling a lot, she finally made her way to the truck.
After throwing it up with great effort, Anjiu helped his grandmother up, asked her to watch the bag, and turned around to help her old sisters carry the bag back.
After everyone got on the bus, they were all so tired that they collapsed on the bags, gasping for breath.
Now everyone is feeling hot all over, with layers of sweat on their faces. After the car starts, they feel the wind blowing in their faces and feel quite comfortable.
My mood is also much better than when I came here.
Everyone was holding the hard-earned food in their arms, with a satisfied smile on their faces. Looking at the towering walls, they no longer felt any sense of oppression.
Since the people in the front couldn't hear what they were saying in the carriage, everyone relaxed and chatted with their companions about what the walls were used for and what the world behind them was like.