When she returned home with dried pig manure, Song Wen and Song Hu poured the dried pig manure into the dug tree pit, and then covered it with a layer of fertile soil. Then, she carried mango, longan, osmanthus and other trees with Song Hu and planted it.

The trunks of each longan and mango tree are thicker than their thighs. Fortunately, some useless branches and leaves were removed when they were dug out. The whole tree was almost the main trunk and some more important side branches, otherwise it would have been enough for two people to bear. But even so, there were several mango trees with thick waists and two people still couldn't stand upright. Finally, they had to find a rope, tie the rope to the tree, and pull it up with Song Hu's small truck.

Here, I have to say that Song Hu is a good laborer. Although he is idle and idle, he works hard when he works.

When Song Wen and Song Hu planted the tree together, they were so tired that they were almost exhausted.

During lunch, the hands of the two holding chopsticks were shaking slightly, but their appetite was surprisingly good. They seemed to have never eaten in several lifetimes and were eating voraciously. It was so terrible that Xixi, who was standing beside her, opened her mouth wide.

After dinner, Song Hu patted his butt and left. Chen Xiuhui also took his daughter-in-law and grandson back to Xincun. Song Yuanshui went to someone else to help, but he didn't come back to have lunch at noon.

Seeing that there was no one at home, Song Wencai secretly took out the spring water from Ruyi Fan and poured it on the planted longan, mango and osmanthus tree.

He also took out the old osmanthus from Ruyi Fan and planted it on the lake not far from the yard, and planted it with the smaller golden osmanthus.

The fragrance of osmanthus is too strong after all. It’s okay to smell it from afar, but it’s boring if you smell it too close for a long time. So Song Wen didn’t plant them in the yard, but planted them by the lake. This also has the advantage, that is, after you have a girlfriend in the future, you can take her to sit under a tree full of osmanthus flowers, look at the lake, smell the fragrance of flowers, listen to the birds, and snuggle with each other. And when the two are in love, they are in love with each other and do something that men and women should do. That’s a great pleasure in life.

Some of Lao Gui's roots were alive and some were dead. Song Wen digs out the dead roots, and the holes that were gnawed out by termites, and also digs out the decayed wood inside, and then planted them in the pit. After all, he put the glass bottle he asked for from Afen on the spring water from Ruyi Fan, inserted it into the infusion device, and inserted it into the tree.

Facts have proved that the spring water in Ruyi Fan does have inexplicable effects on people, animals and plants. For people, Song Wen feels that his physical functions and physical fitness have improved a lot in all aspects; for animals, the puppy has become much stronger and he seems to have become smarter; for plants, it also seems to have a growth-promoting effect, otherwise the sweet potatoes and Qingming vegetables in Ruyi Fan will not grow so well. Moreover, these have no side effects, which is Song Wen personally experienced. Of course, it still feels a little side effect for Song Wen, which is that he has pulled his stomach too many times.

I held the infusion device and inserted it for a long time, but I couldn't insert it. Water leaked out when I inserted it.

For a moment, Song Wen didn't know what to do, but just stood there stupidly holding the glass bottle and infusion device filled with spring water.

Originally, he thought it would be better to insert the infusion device on the old osmanthus tree casually, but now he found that there is no effect. He couldn't help but wonder, could it be that it could not be inserted casually, or is this tree like the meridians of the human body, which must be inserted into the meridians to be useful? It's a hell. He didn't know what meridians he had. He didn't even know where his meridians were, so how could he know the meridians of the tree?

Hmm...

At this moment, he suddenly thought that he seemed to have a bronze mirror that could penetrate everything. He didn't know if the mirror could see the meridians of the old osmanthus tree? Holding the idea of ​​a dead horse as a living horse, he took out the bronze mirror and looked at the old osmanthus tree, but saw that the bronze mirror could not be shined on the old osmanthus tree at all, but directly penetrated the tree body and shined on the ground.

It would be great if I could see the situation inside the tree, Song Wen thought. Suddenly, the picture in the mirror changed and irregular patterns appeared, but these irregular patterns seemed to be connected together, and the end was very strange.

Song Wen was surprised when he saw it, and didn't know what it was, thinking whether this was the meridian of the old osmanthus tree.

I wondered, and after looking carefully, I found that there were circles of irregular patterns in the middle, which looked very much like the legendary annual rings, and there were curved or vertical lines around the annual rings. Could it be that this is really the meridian of the old osmanthus tree?

After looking at it for a long time, Song Wen still didn't know if the meridians of the old osmanthus tree were displayed in the mirror. He only felt that the tiny meridians were completely different from the human body, strange and strange. I wanted to see it clearly, but suddenly I felt a little dizzy, so I quickly put away the bronze mirror and closed my eyes to rest.

After a while, I opened my eyes and rubbed my temples slightly, and then I felt a little dizzy. I continued to look at the old osmanthus tree, and the strange meridians I just saw appeared in my mind. I thought I could try it, but it was all like this anyway.

After thinking about it, he took the infusion device and inserted it into the path that he had just seen on a big branch, then hung up the glass bottle. After finishing it, he felt a little dizzy and went to bed.

After a while of sleep, I woke up under the old osmanthus tree. I suddenly found that the branch that had just been inserted into it had begun to exude vitality. I wiped the skin with my fingernails, and it was full of green inside. It seemed that what I saw just now was the meridian of the old osmanthus tree. The meridian route shown in the bronze mirror should be effective. Thinking of it, he quickly followed the meridian route shown in the mirror, picked up the infusion device and inserted it.

After a while, the old osmanthus tree was filled with bottles of all sizes.

Song Yuanshui went to help someone and saw it. He was shocked and asked, "What's going on?"

"The tree is sick." Song Wen replied.

When Song Yuanshui heard this, his skin twitched slightly, and glanced at Lao Guishu with a strange expression, turned around and went back to the room. Song Wen seemed to hear him saying, "Luckily it's a tree."

Yes, fortunately it was a tree. If people had been so troubled, they would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago. Song Wen thought with some emotion.

After inserting the infusion device into the tree, Song Wenben wanted to have a good rest, because he was exhausted and tired from planting trees in the morning. He just slept for a while and was not responsible for the trouble. But he thought that there were still a lot of wild vegetables in Ruyi Fan, so he had to support himself to plant them.

Wild vegetables are obviously much better than the vegetables he grows, and they look green and tender. The last time he sowed the seeds, the grass looks much better than the vegetables. Plant all the wild vegetables in Ruyi Fan, just like the mountain mustard, rabbit vegetable, a little red, plantain, and every bed. At this time, plant wild vegetables, mainly harvesting the seeds, and then planting them after they are collected. The wild vegetables that grow at that time are young and tender.

When he was growing good vegetables, he opened a piece of land on the small lake on the left side of the house to plant large bracken. Bracken likes moist and fertile ground, so it is best to plant them by the lake. After all the wild vegetables were planted, it was almost dark, so he hurried back to cook. His mother was not here tonight, so he naturally had to rely on himself.

In real life, it is actually very simple to distinguish whether a man is a good man or a bad man: First, it depends on whether the man can cook; second, it depends on whether the man can handle housework; third, it depends on whether the man can take care of children. Never think that a man can make money is a good thing, but in the end it is a sadness or a woman.

Just imagine, when a man comes home, he is like a man standing there, waiting for food to open his mouth and tea to reach out. What does that treat a woman like? Old mothers, slaves or African maids, and whether there is any human rights law. Of course, except for full-time mothers.

Think about it, if you work hard and come back with a hungry body, you don’t want to see a table of fragrant dishes on the table, even if it only once, it should be enough to make you feel so moved that you are so painfully. In fact, this is also a manifestation of love. Also, don’t you want your man to receive help when you are tired of housework? Or, if you are tired of taking care of the child, your man reaches over, and you snuggle up beside you, enjoying the cuteness of your young child and the warmth of that man.

In fact, the above mentioned already involves a part of Confucian philosophy, that is, part of the virtues of tradition.

Cooking for your own women is benevolence, which is called benevolence; cooking housework for your own women is righteousness, which is called righteous love (mind love); raising children for your own women is ritual, which is called ritual love, which is three points in ancient times that measure a man's character, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness. Of course, in this era, there are not many good men who can do such a thing.

Song Wen is obviously in the range of such a good man, but sometimes a good man may not have a good life, so he is still singing "I am lonely, who will comfort me?"

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