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Mo Xiaomi pretended to recall carefully.

"I also said that the branches cut today should not be thrown away. They can be grafted onto the pear trees on the pear bay, and golden pears can also grow. The leaves of pear trees are also good things and can be used as fertilizer for non-pear trees." Mo Xiaomi replied, "I don't believe it, so I took them back and try it out.

Mo Xiangshan's expression changed a few times and asked again: "Xiaomi, where did the old man who sells pears sell you pears?"

Seeing that her grandfather's attitude had begun to change, Mo Xiaomi had to continue to weave it and move closer to the legend of the pear tree god in Lihua Bay. After all, the pear tree seedlings are too outrageous. If golden pears can be produced next year, it would be even more magical.

If it cannot be explained, then use myths to explain it.

Mo Xiaomi said without hesitation: "It's under the old pear tree at the entrance of the village. It has a long beard, just like the gods in the TV series, very kind, and said, the pear trees in Pear Blossom Bay depend on my pear cores."

Mo Xiangshan looked at the door, no one came over, and then whispered: "Xiaomi, don't talk about this matter outside, don't talk about it, do you know?"

"Why?" Mo Xiaomi asked in confusion. She pretended to be very similar. She had taught many artists before and could act.

"That's the pear tree god. If you tell others, it won't work." Mo Xiangshan whispered, "Huihui, make more delicious food tonight. By the way, I'll stew the chicken at home. I'll use it tonight."

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

After dinner, it was dark outside.

Mo Xiangshan was carrying 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 only two people can hold together. Some branches have dried up, but most of the branches and leaves are still green and lush.

"Grandpa, why are you here with delicious food?" Mo Xiaomi asked curiously. Could it be that Grandpa came to worship this old pear tree because of her lies?

"Shh, kids, don't talk nonsense." Mo Xiangshan whispered, "This is the God of Pear Tree, the protector of our Lihua Bay. When I was a child, I heard from my grandfather that I had appeared in my power. Although our Lihua Bay is very remote, because of this, we have not had war since ancient times, and it is safe and peaceful, like a paradise. Moreover, there are no natural disasters here. If there is no blessing from the gods, we must not be so peaceful."

Mo Xiaomi was covered in black lines, but suddenly she thought of the golden pear trees, blue charms, and rabbit spirits in the secret room on the mountain.

Then the pear tree god may also exist.

Because of his poor legs and feet, Mo Xiangshan could only direct Mo Xiaomi to serve tributes, a plate of steamed buns that were steamed into pears, a chicken, a plate of apples, a bottle of wine, and two wine cups.

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

However, seeing grandpa's serious expression, Mo Xiaomi did not dare to joke and did what grandpa said honestly.

"Xiaomi kowtow." Mo Xiangshan lowered his voice, "Thank you for the on-demand broadcast of Lishu God, and thank you for your blessings for your family and health."

Mo Xiaomi knelt on the ground as grandfather said, "Bang bang bang" and kowtowed three times, saying, "Thank you, Grandpa Lishu for giving me golden pears, thank you, the God of Peshu for protecting me and my family. By the way, my good friend Gu Yanze, Li Meimei is in good health and everything goes well."

"Xiaomi, pour wine for the Lishu God." Mo Xiangshan explained and presented his favorite wine.
Chapter completed!