Everyone was picking plums with laughter and chatter, but near the edge of the field, one plum tree had become skewed due to the recent heavy rain that had washed away a lot of the soil, meaning that the majority of the branches were drooping down. To pick from it, one had to go down below.
However, there was a narrow path below, which, being little used, was overgrown with grass. No one wanted to go down for fear of snakes in the grass. Luo Qiao thought of her own agility and decided that if no one else would go, she might as well do it herself since she had to pick plums either way.
Zhang Qiaoyan, who was herding cattle at the slope below, looked up at the crowd picking plums and wanted to ask for a few to taste. But seeing the women's team leader there, she felt too shy to ask.
Just as she was about to drive the cattle away, she saw Luo Qiao descend the slope, standing on that narrow path to pick plums from that skewed tree. Now, she wasn't in a hurry to leave.