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Going into the mountains to pick bamboo shoots, we came across a rare dwarf grass, and one sentence from my uncle made us all obediently stand aside

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Going into the mountains to pick bamboo shoots, we came across a rare dwarf grass, and one sentence from my uncle made us all obediently stand aside! Nowadays, it is autumn, and even so, we are not short of delicious food around here. During this period, it is exactly the time to go into the mountains to harvest bamboo shoots, although...

Going into the mountains to pick bamboo shoots, we came across a rare dwarf grass, and one sentence from my uncle made us all obediently stand aside!

Nowadays, it is autumn, and even so, we are not short of delicious food around here. During this period, it is exactly the time to go into the mountains to harvest bamboo shoots, even though it has been rainy for the past few days. But among our neighbors here, their enthusiasm has not diminished at all. Because the more it rains, the faster the bamboo shoots grow in the forest, and the bamboo shoots are also thicker and of very good quality.

It happened to be Sunday, and I also wanted to experience it myself, so I packed my bags and went into the mountains early yesterday morning with my uncle and the others to harvest bamboo shoots. We walked two hours of mountain paths before reaching the destination. Fortunately, there was a group of people talking along the way, boasting as we walked, so we did not feel too much fatigue. However, this kind of life is not something ordinary people can do; without long-term training, it really is impossible. Before long, not only was my whole body soaked, but also, having to keep shuttling through the steep forest, after walking for an hour or two I felt completely weak. Only then did I feel how hard it is for my uncle and the others, as farmers.

Helpless, I had no choice but to find a relatively dry spot under a big tree to take shelter from the rain and rest a bit. Just as I was about to climb up a ridge, in the grass in the bamboo forest, I found a clump of grass that looked like an orchid. I could not help but shout out, and such a cry startled everyone in our group. Before long, they all gathered around.

Actually, what I was thinking inside was this: since I had come to experience harvesting bamboo shoots, even if I could not get bamboo shoots, coming across things like Paris polyphylla or orchid grass would still be a harvest. I was just congratulating myself on how lucky I was today, and regardless of everything, I took out my tools as if to investigate, when my uncle immediately called me to stop. After careful identification, he confirmed that this was a dwarf cymbidium, a nationally protected plant, and that digging it up carelessly is against the law.

Hearing this sentence from my uncle, we all obediently stood to one side, able only to look. In my heart I was somewhat unwilling, but later, thinking it over carefully, it made sense. Because of people's reckless destruction, plus the lure of money, some people risk breaking the law and dig up precious plants indiscriminately, which has led some plants today to the brink of extinction. Leave it there, let it slowly multiply, and perhaps there is still hope of seeing it.

So, although today I did not get to keep such a wild grass, I did harvest quite a few fresh bamboo shoots. Going home to properly stew chicken with bamboo shoots to reward myself for today's hard work is not a bad deal at all!




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