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Qinglan, Lin Xi, and Shaw Min looked up at the fruits hanging from the tree.
"Those fruits are shiny and really beautiful," Lin Xi said, clasping her hands under her chin, gazing at the tempting green plums on the tree with a mix of desire and disappointment.
"But, Lin Sister, the green plums can't be eaten; they are sour and bitter," Qinglan replied, looking at Lin Xi.
"We don't need to eat them; we can just pick them for fun," Lin Xi said.
"But..."
Before Qinglan could finish her sentence, An Shaojie jumped up and had already climbed the tree, reaching the top in no time.
"Be careful, An Shaojie," Shaw Min called out.
With a loud "bang," a branch bearing several green plums fell at Lin Xi's feet.
"Lin Xi, this is yours," An Shaojie smiled down at Lin Xi from where he was hanging on a branch.
Lin Xi picked up the fallen branch with the plums and waved it at An Shaojie. "Brother Shaojie, there's also one for Lanlan."
"Oh, and there's one for Sister Shaw Min too," Lin Xi added, hugging the branch to her chest.
"I don't want it, An Shaojie. Just get another branch for Lanlan and come down!" Shaw Min nervously looked up at An Shaojie.
"Bang," as Shaw Min's words fell, another branch laden with vibrant green leaves and fruits landed at Shaw Min's feet. "Sister, this is for you," An Shaojie shouted happily.
"Come down quickly, it's dangerous," Shaw Min called out, one hand holding the branch while the other waved frantically for An Shaojie to come down.
Qinglan lowered her head, her expression darkening.
Suddenly, there was a sound of cracking branches, followed by a loud "bang." Before Qinglan could look up, she saw a figure plummeting down, and she swiftly stepped forward.
"An Shaojie! Lanlan!"
"Brother Shaojie! Lanlan!"
Lin Xi and Shaw Min shouted almost simultaneously as they rushed over, only to find An Shaojie on top of Qinglan.
Lin Xi and Shaw Min pulled An Shaojie away. "Lanlan, Lanlan."
An Shaojie stared blankly at Qinglan lying on the ground, then looked up at the branch hanging from the tree, just a hair's breadth away from breaking off.
Lin Xi and Shaw Min knelt in front of Qinglan, calling her name for a long time before Lanlan slowly opened her eyes and said through gritted teeth, "Sister Shaomin, Lin Sister, I'm fine."
Lin Xi and Shaw Min helped her up.
Fortunately, it had been raining for several days prior, so the ground was still damp and soft, covered in grass. Qinglan had not been hurt at all.
"Where is Brother Shaojie?" Qinglan asked An Shaojie as she stood up.
"He is fine," Shaw Min replied.
On the way back, Shaw Min kept trying to give the branch of green plum in her hand to Qinglan, but Qinglan insisted on refusing. She frequently looked back at the tree because she knew that the branch of green plum that belonged to her was still hanging on that tree!
Although that branch of green plum had not been picked by An Shaojie and was not in her hand, as long as there was one branch that belonged to her, in her heart it was hers, and she felt very satisfied and happy.
When Qinglan and the others returned to Lin Xi's Home, Jia Zhilan was still at Bai Cuifen's house.
All afternoon, Zhi Lan and Liu Xiuzhen had been helping to entertain guests at Bai Cuifen's home.
Qing Shusheng was discussing the burial arrangements for An Bingwen with the elders in the village, going over some details.
"An Bingwen is not from the Liu Family, and he passed away so young, so according to the Liu Family clan rules, he cannot be buried in the Liu Family ancestral graveyard," an elderly man in a blue shirt said.
Qing Shusheng stood in front of the old man, resting his chin on his hand, nodding thoughtfully. "Yes, I understand this. We cannot break clan rules. However, we must find a good feng shui place to bury An Bingwen. He left us so young; we have our responsibility. We, Liu Family Village, did not take good care of him. I, as the village chief, did not take good care of him." Qing Shusheng's eyes were red.
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