Tell me something interesting about your childhood, and be good at finding wonderful things from association.

When I was six years old, I had a whim to steal grapes with my children. There is a small river next to the vineyard, but I was fine when I passed it. When I came back, someone's shoes fell into the river, so a group of people touched their shoes in the river and were caught by the vineyard keeper. So we honestly returned a bunch of grapes hidden in the grass to him. That man easily believes that we have stolen so much (perhaps because we have been looking for shoes in the river). Then everyone went back with a big bag of grass (actually grapes) and was chased by a mad dog on the way. Everyone ran like hell and lost a small part of the grapes. Finally, they got home safely and held a "trophy sharing meeting", and everyone got the "fruits of victory". But the grapes just came out green and unpalatable, but everyone said they were sour and delicious, and the stolen ones were fragrant. It's hard to come by, haha, it's hard to come by now.