Raising her hand to wipe the sweat, Song Zhiwei squinted her eyes and tried to remember. If she remembered correctly, the wild jujube tree should be nearby.

Turning around and looking, I saw it a few steps ahead on the right. At this time, small yellow and green flowers were blooming on the jujube tree. One by one, they bloomed greenly among the branches, especially facing the rising sun. beauty.

Song Zhiwei was overjoyed, and she quickened her pace a little, bypassing the jujube ...