Bitter plums on the roadside. Once, Wang Rong Jr. went out to play with a group of children from the same village. Everyone was fighting, and they came to the village before they knew it. The children ran farther and farther until they reached the roadside in the suburbs. An eagle-eyed child suddenly found something, raised his arm and pointed not far away and said, "Hey, look, there seems to be a plum tree with fruit on it?" Everyone ran in the direction he pointed. Ah, it was really a tall and big plum tree, and it was covered with ripe plums, so that the branches were bent, and the plums were bright red, as if they were about to drip juice. It was very attractive for the children to see the ripe plums all over the tree, remember the sweet and sour taste of plums, and they were so greedy that they swallowed their saliva one by one, eager to eat them at once. The children took the plums they had just picked and put them in their mouths to taste them, and immediately they all spat them out. This plum was really bitter and astringent, and it tasted terrible to the extreme. So, everyone admired Wang Rong's kindness.