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Mo Xiaomi pretended to recall carefully.

He also said that the branches cut today should not be thrown away, and they can be grafted onto the pear trees on Ewha Bay, and they can also grow golden pears. Pear tree leaves are also a good thing and can be used as fertilizer for non-pear trees. Mo Xiaomi replied, "I don't believe it, so I took it back and tried it."

Mo Xiangshan's face changed several times, and he asked again: "Xiaomi, where did the old man who sold pears sell pears to you?" ”

Mo Xiaomi's attitude towards her grandfather had begun to change, and she had to continue to make it up, moving closer to the legend of the pear tree god in Lihuawan. After all, pear saplings are too rebellious, and if they can produce golden pears next year, it will be even more magical.

If it can't be explained, then explain it with mythology.

Mo Xiaomi said without thinking: "Just under the old pear tree at the entrance of the village, the beard is very long, just like the gods in the TV series, very kind, and said, the pear trees in Pear Blossom Bay depend on a few pear pits from me." ”

Mo Xiangshan looked at the door, no one came, and then whispered: "Xiaomi, don't go outside to talk about this, don't say it, you know?" ”

"Why?" Mo Xiaomi asked puzzled, pretending to be very similar, worthy of having brought many artists before, and he could act.

"That's the pear tree god, if you tell others, it won't work." Mo Xiangshan whispered, "Huihui, make more delicious food at night, by the way, stew the chicken at home, I will use it at night." ”

As an older generation, I still believe that there are ghosts and spirits in the world.

After dinner, it was dark outside.

Mo Xiangshan carried a horse lantern, and Mo Xiaomi pushed a wheelchair behind him and walked towards the entrance of the village.

More than 30 meters outside the entrance of the village, there is an old pear tree that can only be hugged by two people, some of the branches have dried up, but most of the branches and leaves are still green and lush.

"Grandpa, you came here with delicious food, why are you here?" Mo Xiaomi, asked curiously, did grandpa come to worship this old pear tree because of her lies?

"Shhhh Mo Xiangshan scolded in a low voice, "This is the Pear Tree God, the protector of our Pear Blossom Bay." When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that he once had a manifestation. Our Pear Blossom Bay, although it is very remote, but because of this, we have not had war here since ancient times, it is peaceful, like a paradise, and we have no natural disasters and man-made disasters here, if there is no blessing of the gods, it must not be so peaceful. ”

Mo Xiaomi's head was full of black lines, but he suddenly thought that there were golden pear trees, blue charms, and rabbit spirits in the secret room on the mountain.

Then the god of the pear tree may also exist.

Because of his bad legs, Mo Xiangshan could only command Mo Xiaomi's tribute, a plate of steamed steamed buns in the shape of pears, a chicken, a plate of apples, a bottle of wine, and two wine cups.

In fact, Mo Xiaomi has always wanted to ask, to offer apples to the pear tree god, is the apple tree god happy?

However, seeing his grandfather's serious expression, Mo Xiaomi didn't dare to joke, and honestly did what his grandfather said.

"Millet kowtow." Mo Xiangshan lowered his voice and said, "Thank you Pear Tree God for the on-demand broadcast, and thank you Pear Tree God for blessing our family with peace and health." ”

Mo Xiaomi knelt on the ground as her grandfather said, "Bang Bang Bang" kowtowed three times, and said: "Thank you to the old man of the pear tree fairy for giving me the golden pear, thank you to the pear tree god for protecting me and my family, by the way, and my good friend Gu Yanze, Li Meimei is in good health and all the best." ”

"Millet, pour wine for the pear tree god." Mo Xiangshan confessed and offered his favorite wine.