A group of descendants were also smiling, and some of them had gray hair.

I guess it's four generations living under one roof.

He Huan supported the old grandfather, who led them into the courtyard.

The tourists followed obediently and were let into the courtyard by a family.

There is a large ginkgo tree in the courtyard.

"Wow!" The tourists ran over without being invited by the host. The most beautiful scenery was indeed in their yard.

The lush branches of a ginkgo tree covered the entire yard, and the yard was covered with thick leaves.

"Grandpa, how old is your ginkgo?"

"It's been six hundred years since the ginkgo trees in our village were planted during the Hongwu Period of the Ming Dynasty."

The tourists looked at the little white dragon and returned to Hongwu.

He Huan said with a smile: "A lot of great things happened during the Hongwu period!"

"Yes!" The old man nodded, "Our ancestors moved from Nanjing in the Hongwu Year."

Everyone laughed, everyone in Yunzhou is from Nanjing!

"My family name is Zhang, and my ancestors were military officers. My whole family moved here, and many of my descendants have left, but we still stay in the village." The grandfather took them to sit down at the table in the courtyard and stretched out his hand, "Hey!

Where’s the family tree?”

An uncle smiled and said, "I'll get it for you, Grandpa!" He hurried in to get the family tree.

The old man added: "I planted them at first to provide shade. Later I discovered that ginkgo fruits were edible, and doctors harvested them for use in traditional Chinese medicine, so every household planted them. This ginkgo is also called Gongsun tree, which means the tree planted by the father-in-law.

Only my grandson can enjoy the fruit."

The little girl nestled in her father-in-law's arms and looked at them shyly and delicately, as if she was showing off her father-in-law.

"Grandpa, here is the family tree." The uncle handed the family tree to the grandfather and also brought a magnifying glass.

The old man picked up a magnifying glass and showed it to them, "You see, my ancestors were promoted by thousands of households." The old man stretched out a hand and said proudly: "Professor of the fifth grade!"

Everyone laughed.

"Looking after a thousand households!" the old man told the family's history while turning over the pages.

He Huan listened with a smile.

The tourists also looked at the grandpa with smiles on their faces.

Nowadays, young people don’t like to talk about the old almanac, but the old people still like to talk about their ancestors.

There are four generations in this family living under one roof. My husband's speech is not very clear, as he speaks a dialect after all, but his thoughts are very clear.

If the tourists don't understand, Sun Tzu will be there to translate for them.

At noon, I witnessed the fate of thousands of years, and here I also witnessed the history of the common people.

It wasn't until the dishes were served and placed on several tables under the ginkgo tree that the old man stopped talking about the history of his family.

They are all home-cooked dishes, not as exquisite as restaurants, but they are particularly delicious with the smell of pot gas and fireworks from the big iron pot and firewood.

Especially the local chicken slow-cooked over firewood, it was fragrant and fragrant, and the aroma penetrated the lungs! Everyone drank several bowls of chicken soup.

After dinner, He Huan continued to sit under the 600-year-old ginkgo tree and listened to the old man's story about the past.

Until the yard was dark, and the sky was full of stars emerging from the dense branches and leaves of ginkgo trees.

A group of people stood up, including four generations of the family. The old father-in-law grabbed He Huan's hand and led him out of the village. When they reached the road, he let go, waved to them, and watched them leave.

Everyone looked at the old man outside the window and said reluctantly: "I will come again next year."

"Do you want to come here again?" He Huan asked.

The tourists laughed and said, "Come and see this old man!"

He Huan also smiled and said: "Old people like to talk about the past, but young people rarely have the patience to listen. But I like it very much."

Everyone laughed and said, "I see, Grandpa can't bear to leave you, and he wishes you could live in his house!"

The old lady in Lijiang Old Town and the old father-in-law in Jietou Village, He Huan thought, he would always come to see them once.
Chapter completed!