After years of careful care, a few bamboos later became verdant forests. When it came to his grandfather's generation, he pondered cultivating bamboo forests and planting fruit trees.

The great-grandfather was so angry that he shouted loudly: You want to cut down the bamboo forest, don't you? Unless I'm dead! After the death of my great-grandfather, the bamboo grove was transformed into an orchard of abundant harvest, with bees in spring and fruit trees in autumn.

When my father was young, he set up a factory here and it was full of life. My father was planning to lease the orchard to an investor as a factory.

Grandpa scolded non-stop: You can dig fruit trees if you want, unless I die! After my son graduated from college, he plans to return to his hometown to open a homestay.

He renovated more than a dozen old houses in his house, and discussed with his father that he was going to take back the factory and plant trees and flowers, especially bamboo, to add elegance.

Father was furious: You want to take back the factory? Unless I'm dead!

"Lingering Creek" unless I'm dead I'm hitting my hand, please wait a while,

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