Walking up the hill, the whole hillock is surrounded by lush greenery, in addition to the trees near the bottom of the hill, the closer to the old grave, the more trees, although they are all replanted later, but now it has been decades down, and it can be regarded as a forest, a bit of a scale. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Walking through the forest, Wen Xu saw many ancestral graves, and couldn't help but be taken aback, because Wen Xu felt that even if the old graves were not overgrown with weeds, they were also full of grass. Because Wenjia Village is now sacrificing new graves, counting six or seven generations from the living, there are very few people of Wen Xu's generation who come to pay respects to the old grave, when Wen Xu's grandfather was alive in the past, most of the old people who have traditionally penetrated into the bone marrow will often come when they are alive, and now many teenagers do not mention it and do not remember the old grave.

I originally thought that no one came here from the old grave, but I didn't expect that the old grave could be taken care of here, and the grass on the head of more than 30 graves was there, but they were all simply pruned, and the tips of the graves were also piled up with new lumps, and the stone tablets in front of the grave were not very clear to see the words on them, but the obvious stone tablets were wiped over.

"Who could it be?" Looking at everything in front of him, Wen Xu couldn't help but muttered to himself.

He stretched out his head and looked around, but he didn't find anyone there, so Wen Xu opened the bag, took out the sacrifices he brought, and began to place them on the grave one by one. The things Wen Xu brought were very simple, a pair of incense candles, a few small fruits, and two glasses of wine from each grave, and then knocked them one by one. Although not all of them must be their direct ancestors, but if they go on like this, one of them must be connected by blood and passed on to Wen Xu.

"Ancestors, Wen Xu is disturbed, if there is another way, the kid will not dare to disturb here! Now we can only keep our own things in the name of the ancestors......"

At each grave, Wen Xu muttered a little, and then he was ready to plant his own tea trees. Taking out the tea sapling from the space, Wen Xu looked at the direction of the grave, and began to plant it in the shape of a zigzag in the southeast.

With the small shovel taken out of the space, Wen Xu dug a small pit nearly ten meters away from the nearest grave, took out the small tea seedlings, dipped the roots of the tree in undiluted space water and instantly put them into the pit, and then filled in the soil while watching the small tea trees grow like a miracle.

After the eighteen tea trees were planted, Wen Xu began to water according to the formula he calculated, and when the tea grew to the craggy roots, he cut off the main trunk with a chain saw in the space, and then continued to water and let the tea trees draw new branches.

After several transformations, Wen Xu's original Wen family ancestor hand-planted Ming Dynasty old tea trees appeared in such a grand manner around the old cemetery, eighteen old tea trees, now the original old tree pole, one by one scars look full of age, more than three meters high old trees, each word of the old tree now looks like one, crowded together into a piece.

This is completely Wen Xu did not think through, I don't know how to widen the distance between the tea trees, but although it is a mistake, it can be regarded as a crooked hit, since pretending to be an 'old tea garden', it has to have the appearance of an old tea garden, and the interval is not beautiful, so after hundreds of years of 'no one to take care of' the old tea circle can be 'real'.

At least Wen Xu seemed to have succeeded, so Wen Xu, who was full of satisfaction, looked around the eighteen tea trees and was very satisfied.

"Where are you from, this is the ancestral tomb of our Wen family, leave quickly!"

Wen Xu finished to himself, and was about to pack up his things and leave, when he suddenly heard an old but neutral voice that sounded from the opposite forest. This voice almost scared Wen Xu to the ground, if his own process of planting tea trees was seen, Wen Xu felt that he couldn't think of any good way except to extinguish his mouth!

As soon as he turned his head, Wen Xu put his mind at ease and shouted to the old man who was walking towards him with a flat pole: "Ninth grandfather, I am Daxu! Wen Shixu, my grandfather's name is Wen Renting."

Yelling at Wen Xu was the ninth grandfather who Wen Xu met before who was sitting under the tree and couldn't remember it, as soon as he saw this, Wen Xu felt that he didn't need to extinguish it, even if he said it, no one would believe it!

"Renting?!, the eldest brother of the little master's family?" mentioned that the old man Wen Xu did not react, and when Wen Xu's grandfather was mentioned, the ninth grandfather immediately put down the flat burden in his hand.

But then Wen Xu didn't know what to say, the old man ran over and pulled Wen Xu and said, "Renting, where did you go, Brother Jiu couldn't find you here......"

The old man took Wen Xue as Wen Xu's grandfather.

"Ninth Grandpa, I'm not my grandfather!" Wen Xu hurriedly explained to the old man: "I am Wen Renting's grandson, my name is Wen Xu, also known as Wen Shixu!"

"Oh!" Grandpa Jiu nodded, and just after that, he said: "Renting, it's good that you're here, I'm here to weed the ancestral grave, and after a while, I have to invite someone to describe the words on the tablet on the ancestral grave, I have been talking about this matter with Liangjin these days, and he always said that there is no money, or there is no time, and he ...... to push back and forth."

Listening to what the old man said, Wen Xu knew that the old man had a bad record, and he didn't know when his old man was talking about it, Liangjin was his eldest son, and it had been almost ten years since he died.

"Hey, where did you get these trees!" Grandpa Jiu saw the big tea tree behind Wen Xu at a glance, and immediately looked at the tea tree with a puzzled expression, raised his legs and walked over, reaching out and touching it with a very puzzled expression on his face.

Wen Xu said: "Ninth Grandfather, don't you remember, this was planted by the ancestors back then, and it was said that it was for future generations to have good tea to drink?

Ninth Grandpa still frowned in surprise: "The ancestors planted it?"

"That's right!" Wen Xu began to talk nonsense to the old man over and over again: "There are still tree marks cut by the ancestors at that time, what the old lady told you when he was alive......."

After taking the old man's eighteen 'old tea trees' around two or three times, Wen Xu also talked a lot of nonsense, and his saliva was about to dry up, and Grandpa Nine remembered Wen Xu's words.

Wen Xu stretched out his finger and pointed at the tea tree, and asked the old man, "Ninth Grandpa, what is this!"

"Renting, you forgot that this was planted by the grandfathers, you see that there are still traces of the grandfathers cutting down old trees and sending new branches, you kid is too unlearned...... skills."

Listening to the old man's chatter, Wen Xu was very satisfied, although he didn't know if the old man could remember it, but it was better than not doing nothing.

"Ninth Grandpa, it's getting late, let's go back!" Qingxu said.

"It's not done yet!" said the old man reluctantly.

Wen Xu looked at the old man like this, and it was not good to throw the old man here directly when he ran into it, anyway, he had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he simply paid the old man to pick up grass for the old grave here, add soil or something, anyway, there were no cheap outsiders, either their own ancestors or their own ancestors.

It took more than three hours, with Wen Xu, a strong young man, all the graves were added with new soil, and the graves were simply repaired, and the grass and trees on the side of the graves were also cleaned up by Wen Xu with a military shovel, anyway, at first glance, it was much better than when he first came.

"Is this done, Grandpa Nine?" asked Wen Xu, holding the shovel in his hand, to the old man.

The old man sat on his shovel here, and next to him sat a pillar, holding an orange in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth while nodding and saying: "Renting, I didn't expect you to be so young, much better than your ninth brother and me! You remember, tomorrow I will find someone to paint the monument, don't forget! In a few decades, the gang of puppies in the village don't even know the names of these ancestors, what kind of ...... is that."

The old man said that he would give Dongliang an orange petal from time to time, how could Dongliang eat this, so the old man often scolded a few words, and put the orange petal into his mouth, and when he was old, he chewed and chewed some orange juice on his beard.

"Okay, let's go back, wait until we get to the village, don't forget to tell others, the tea planted by the ancestor has sprouted" Wen Xu stepped forward, helped the old man up, and said with a smile.

"I know! Brother Jiu is not old yet, use your kid to remind" The old man angrily shook off Wen Xu's hand, then put the orange peel in his pocket, stretched out his hand and took out the dry tobacco pouch from the back of his neck, filled it with a cigarette and smoked it one by one, and then walked out with small steps.

Wen Xu had to help Grandpa Jiu carry the shovel and follow the old man with the pillars.

The grandfather and grandson did not return to the village until the sun was about to set, and when they arrived at the entrance of the village, the old man asked for a shovel and carried it home by himself.

happened to meet Wen Shigui and Shi Shangzhen who came over.

"Shigui, the tea tree planted by the ancestor has sprouted" The old man looked at Wen Xu and said, "Renting, go home!"

Wen Shigui was stunned by the old man, and asked Wen Xu, "What's going on?"

"I went to the old tomb today to worship, and I happened to see that Grandpa Nine was also there, and at that time the old man said that the old tea tree planted by his ancestors had sprouted" Wen Xu said this, and wanted to take himself out and said: "How do I know anything, Grandpa Jiu knows a lot."

"It's okay, you run to the old grave...... Ouch!"

Before Wen Shigui finished speaking, he received a cigarette pouch from Grandpa Jiu on his shoulder, and the old man not only slapped his mouth but also scolded: "You little bastard! You little bastard!"

Wen Shigui, who was in his sixties, was scolded by the old man for being a bastard, and at the same time he was chased by a cigarette pouch and couldn't fight back, so he had to hide, and he had to ask for mercy while hiding.

"Ninth Grandpa, I was wrong, I was ignorant!"

After beating Wen Shigui a few times in a row, the old man's anger subsided.

Shi Shangzhen listened and asked casually, "What tea tree?"

Wen Xu was waiting for her to say this, but his face pretended to be very casual: "The old man said that the ancestors planted a batch of old tea trees, but I don't know whether it is true or not, no matter what the ancestors say, it must be the middle of the Ming Dynasty."

"Hundreds of years old tea trees?" Shi Shangzhen suddenly struck a wit when he heard this: "Are you sure it's a tea tree, not that kind of wild tea tree?"

"How can I tell the difference!" Wen Xu saw that the fish had taken the bait, so he began to ask three questions.

Shi Shangzhen didn't know, if it was just to deceive her, Wen Xu would use such effort, but Wen Shigui had been to the old tomb, even if he hadn't been there for a long time, there were still impressions, and he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Old tea tree?"

After Wen Shigui finished speaking, he saw the old man waving his cigarette again, and immediately waved his hand: "I don't have much knowledge! Ninth grandfather, I don't understand fart, okay!"

"You unfilial descendants, you have only been to the old grave a few times" Grandpa Jiu glanced at Wen Shigui contemptuously, with one hand behind his back, and the other hand holding the cigarette pouch, he took a puff of cigarette and walked towards his own home.

(The stone continues to be cheeky to ask for a collection! Receive a recommendation! Ask for everything you can ask for, and the stone is here to kneel and thank you greatly)