Chapter 137

In the afternoon, Song Jin follows Lu Nancheng to help. In order to do things more neatly, she specially changes into sportswear, which is quite like a couple's style with Lu Nancheng's clothes.

The bright sunshine above suddenly hid in the dark clouds, and the temple on the top of the mountain suddenly became dark, as if it was evening.

Lu Nancheng takes the big frame to pick plums under the tree, and Song Jin looks behind him.

A row of tall plum trees in front of the guest room, now is the mature season, some of them fall to the ground.

"Come here and take the box."

Song Jin neatly refused: "you take it, I go up to pick."

Lu Nancheng is not quite at ease: "you are below."

Song Jin laughs in her heart. She can climb trees since she was a child. In the past, there was a plum tree in the yard, but it was not as tall as before. At a young age, she would secretly climb up to pick it, and it was finished before her mother found it.

"Lunan City, have you ever climbed a tree?"

"Did you climb?"

Song Jin wants to tell him that he is not only good at climbing, but also afraid of exposing his identity. After all, real Song Jin may not have such a chance.

"There's a ladder over there. There's no need to climb trees."

“……”

She was a bit disappointed and shriveled. Lu Nancheng quickly carried the ladder to the tree and looked at her solemnly: "come here and hold it."

"OK, if you are afraid, I can go up."

He climbed up without looking back. Song Jin helped him with one hand and pulled the frame to his feet. Lu Nancheng successfully climbed to the tree trunk.

I'm afraid this plum tree has grown for a long time. Its trunk is strong and its branches are luxuriant. From a distance, its diameter is not small.

Most of Lu Nancheng's body lies on the branches and begins to pick. Song Jin tries to lift the big frame over her head and let him throw the plums in.

"Don't hold it up."

"Don't worry, I can."

“……”

She tried her best to hold it up. Gradually, there were more and more plums in the box. She couldn't lift them, so she had to put them on the ground.

Lu Nancheng directly threw the picked fruits on the grass and let her squat on the ground to pick them up.

Song Jin looks at more and more plums in the box and wonders if they need to eat so much?

"Lunan City, that's enough."

"Well, sacrifice needs more."

“…… All right

Song Jin squats on the ground to pick up the sweat, and finally simply sits on the green grass. Lu Nancheng squats on the tree to catch her breath. She leans back and holds her hand on the ground, half squinting at him.

He also sat on the tree for a rest: "tired?"

"What do we need to do next?"

"About a dozen other things."

Song Jin's eyes closed and she lay on the grass.

Lu Nancheng hums and laughs. The annual sacrifice of the Lu family is a major event. The old man likes to show his love for the dead by his own hands. Even if the temple wants to intervene in the preparation, he will be rejected.

The old man is too old to do this. In the past, he, Lu Nanyu and his mother worked together. This year, Song Jin was born.

Song Jin lay on the grass for a while, the sun came out from behind the dark clouds, and the sun was burning on her body, so she had to open her eyes and get up to work.

Many plums on the ground continued to pick up quickly. For the first time, he felt that it was not easy for the noble Mr. Lu to squat in the middle of the tree like a fruit farmer.

Half an hour later, one of them was carrying the fruit to the kitchen. Jiang Yun was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, which was not as delicate as before. He was working in the kitchen wearing a skirt.

The Lu family went out, all busy with sacrificial activities, and occasionally a monk came to help.

After washing a basket of plums, Song Jin's neck and hands were not her own. She was almost paralyzed. Her hands were shaking and she immediately held them down.

Jiang Yun walked by with the basket and glanced at her: "Xiao Jin, I'm tired."

She immediately shook her head and laughed, "Mom, I'm not tired."

"Well, you and Nancheng go to the vegetable garden and get some vegetables."

"All right."

She doesn't know where the temple garden is. She subconsciously looks at Lu Nancheng. He puts down his work and carries the big frame again. Song Jin and her daughter-in-law follow him out of the kitchen.

"Where is the temple garden?"

"Follow this road to the end."

“……”

Song Jin helplessly looks at this almost endless road, which is completely from one end of the temple to the other. The work that Jiang Yun sent to her seems not simple. She takes a breath to keep up.

Lu Nancheng looks at her helplessness. He is afraid that she will be exhausted tonight. He deliberately slows down to let her keep up.

Song Jin wipes the sweat on her head. Even if the cool mountain breeze blows on her body, it doesn't dissipate the heat in her body. She still gasps for breath, and her face turns red.

After walking through the main hall of the temple, I didn't want to watch and rushed forward.

Finally, Song Jin saw the temple vegetable field, dozens of meters of a vegetable field, full of fresh green vegetables, vibrant long in the ground, shaking leaves in the wind.Lu Nancheng stepped down from the steps, threw the frame aside, rolled his sleeves down to the ground, and looked very capable.

"What shall we pick?"

"Follow me."

Lu Nancheng strode in the garden, and soon bent down to pick tomatoes. Song Jin didn't know what to do with these, so she also picked them. The plum picking was almost the same.

"Will the sacrifice be tomorrow morning?"

"Well, get up early tomorrow."

"I know. I'll have an early night's rest."

Lu Nancheng didn't speak. He probably couldn't have a rest at night at all. He didn't tell her so that he wouldn't feel that the sky would collapse now.

Song Jin didn't know. She was busy picking tomatoes. The vegetables in the garden grew very well. All the fruits were full and bright. She could not help but eat them when she looked at them in her hand.

Lu Nancheng saw her wiping with her sleeve and immediately stopped: "don't eat indiscriminately."

"I'm thirsty."

"I'll go back to drink later."

"No, I can't wait."

Song Jin took a bite directly. The tomato was tender and juicy, and the taste was very good. She was eating it while picking it. It was very pleasant. In Lu Nancheng's eyes, there was no need to bring mineral water to the mountain.

She glanced at the watermelon in the distance and made sure she was right.

"Lunancheng, is that watermelon?"

"Well, what are you going to do?"

Without waiting for him to speak, Song Jin has trotted quickly in the past. She wants to pick a watermelon and carry it back, back and forth to find the biggest one.