Chapter 29 Luckily It Was a Tree

  Carrying the dried pig dung back home, Song Wen and Song Hu then poured those dried pig dung into the dug tree pits, and then covered a layer of fertile soil on top, before planting mango, longan, osmanthus and other tree species together with Song Hu.

  The trunk of each longan and mango tree was thicker than a thigh, fortunately when digging up the useless branches on top had been removed, leaving only one main trunk and some more important side branches, otherwise it would have been enough for two people to bear. Even so, there were several waist-thick mango trees that two people could not stand upright, finally having to go find rope, tie the rope around the tree, and use Song Hu's small truck to pull it up.

  Here is the translation:

  It has to be said that Song Hu is a good laborer, although he usually does nothing and is idle, but when it comes to working, he works very hard.

  Song Wen and Song Hu together planted the tree, they were both exhausted to the point of near collapse.

  At noon when they were eating, both of their hands holding chopsticks were slightly trembling, but their appetites were surprisingly good, as if they hadn't eaten for several lifetimes. They wolfed down the food in a way that was pitiful to behold, and Xi Xi's mouth was wide open in shock.

  After dinner, Song Hu patted his butt and left, Chen Xiuhui also took her daughter-in-law and grandson back to Xin Village, Song Yuanshui went to help at someone's house and didn't come back for lunch.

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

  That old osmanthus was also taken out of the fan by him and planted on the lake shore not far from the courtyard, together with a smaller golden osmanthus.

  The fragrance of osmanthus is too strong, it's okay to smell from a distance, but if you get too close and smell for too long, you'll also get tired of it. So Song Wen didn't plant them in the courtyard, but by the lake, which has another advantage, that is, after having a girlfriend later, he can take her to sit under the osmanthus trees in full bloom, looking at the lake, smelling the fragrance, listening to the birdsong, and leaning on each other. And when the two are in a state of deep affection, whispering sweet nothings, unable to stop, doing some things that men and women should do, that's truly one of life's greatest pleasures.

  Lao Gui's roots were partially alive and partially dead. Song Wen removed the dead tree roots, as well as the holes gnawed by termites, and cleared out the rotten wood inside. Then he replanted them in the hole. After finishing all this, he filled glass bottles from Afen with spring water from Ruyi fan, attached an IV tube to each bottle, and inserted it into the tree.

  It turned out that the spring water in Ruyi fan had a mysterious effect on humans, animals and plants. For humans, Song Wen felt that his physical function and physique had improved a lot; for animals, the small dog's body became much stronger and seemed to have become smarter too; for plants, it seemed to have a promoting effect on growth, otherwise the sweet potatoes and Qingming vegetables in Ruyi fan would not have grown so well. Moreover, all of these did not have any side effects, which was personally experienced by Song Wen. Of course, for Song Wen, he still felt a little bit of side effect, which was that he had diarrhea too many times.

  Holding the infusion set for half a day, it couldn't be inserted, and when it was finally inserted, water kept leaking out.

  For a moment, Song Wenhui didn't know what to do, he just stood there foolishly holding the glass bottle filled with spring water and the infusion set.

  He originally thought that casually inserting the infusion tube into the old Osmanthus tree would be fine, but now he finds that it has no effect at all. He can't help but feel puzzled - is it not possible to insert it casually, or does this tree also have meridians like the human body, and only by inserting it into the meridian will it work? This is really absurd, how would he know what meridians are? He doesn't even know where his own meridians are, let alone those of a tree.

  Hmmm...

  At this time, he suddenly thought that he seemed to have a copper mirror that could penetrate all things. He didn't know if the mirror could see the meridians of the old Osmanthus tree. With the idea of treating a dead horse as if it were alive, he took out the copper mirror and shone it on the old Osmanthus tree, but saw that the copper mirror couldn't shine on the old Osmanthus tree at all, and instead penetrated through the trunk and shone on the ground.

  It would be great if I could see what's inside the tree, Song Wen thought. Suddenly, the mirror image changed and irregular patterns appeared, but these irregular patterns seemed to be connected together, which was extremely strange.

  Song Wen looked at it strangely and didn't know what it was. He thought to himself, "Could this be the meridian of the old Osmanthus tree?"

  A closer look revealed a circle of irregular patterns in the middle, resembling the legendary annual rings, with lines that were either curved or straight surrounding them. Could this really be the meridian of the old Osmanthus tree?

  Song Wen looked at it for half a day, still unsure if the meridians displayed in the mirror were those of the old Osmanthus tree, only feeling that those fine and small meridians were completely different from the human body, strange and bizarre. He had originally wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly felt a bit dizzy, so he hastily put away the copper mirror and closed his eyes to rest for a while.

  After a while, I opened my eyes, rubbed my temples slightly, and the dizziness felt a bit better. Continuing to look at the old Osmanthus tree, the strange path I saw earlier appeared in my mind, thinking that I should try it out, anyway, it's all like this now.

  After thinking for a while, he took the infusion set and inserted it into the route he had just seen on a large branch, then hung up the glass bottle. After finishing, he still felt a bit dizzy, so he went to sleep.

  After sleeping for a while, he came to the old Osmanthus tree and suddenly found that the branch he had inserted earlier had begun to emit vigorous vitality. He rubbed the surface with his fingernail, and inside was full of dark green color. It seemed that what he saw earlier was indeed the meridian of the old Osmanthus tree. Thinking that inserting according to the meridian shown in the copper mirror should be effective, he quickly followed the meridian shown in the mirror and inserted the infusion tube.

  Soon, the old osmanthus tree was filled with bottles of all sizes.

  Song Yuanshui returned home after helping others and was shocked by what he saw. He asked: "What's going on?"

  "The tree is sick." Song Wen replied.

  Song Yuanshui listened, his face twitched slightly, and he gave the old osmanthus tree a strange glance before turning back into the house. Song Wen seemed to hear him say, "Fortunately, it was just a tree."

  It's a good thing it was a tree. If it were a person, they would have gone to see the King of Hell long ago. Song Wen thought with some emotion.

  After putting the intravenous drip on the tree, Song Wenben wanted to take a good rest because he was exhausted from planting trees in the morning and was really tired. He had just slept for a while, but it didn't help much. However, thinking that there were still many wild vegetables left un-planted in Ruyi fan, he could only prop himself up to plant them.

  Wild vegetables are obviously much better than other vegetables, looking green and tender. And the vegetables he sowed last time, to be honest, the grass looks longer than the vegetables. Plant all the wild vegetables in Ruyi fan, just right with mountain mustard, rabbit dish, a little red, and plantain, each one mu. At this time, planting wild vegetables is mainly for seed collection, after collecting seeds, plant them again, and the wild vegetables that come out will be tender.

  He planted vegetables, and on the left side of the house, he opened up a piece of land by the small lake to plant ostrich ferns. Ostrich ferns like moist and fertile soil, so it's best to plant them by the lake. By the time he finished planting all the wild vegetables, it was almost dark, so he hurried back to stir-fry the vegetables. His mother wasn't home tonight, so he had to be self-sufficient.

  In real life, to distinguish whether a man is good or bad, it's actually very simple: First, see if the man can cook; Second, see if the man can do household chores; Third, see if the man can take care of children. Don't think that just because a man can make money, it's a good thing, in the end, it's still a sad thing for women.

  Imagine a man coming home and just sitting there, waiting for food to be served and tea to be poured, what does he think of the woman, as an old mother, a slave or an African maid? Doesn't she have human rights? Of course, full-time mothers are excluded.

  Think about it, after you've worked hard all day and come home exhausted. Wouldn't you want to see a table full of delicious food waiting for you, even if it's just once? It would be enough to move you to tears, and that's also a manifestation of love. And wouldn't you want your man to help out when you're tired of doing household chores? Or when you've had a long day with the kids, your man takes over and you get to snuggle up beside him, enjoying the cuteness of the child and the warmth of his love.

  In fact, what has been said above involves part of Confucian philosophy, which is also a traditional virtue.

  Cooking for one's own woman is benevolence, called benevolent love; doing household chores for one's own woman is righteousness, called righteous love (yi ai); taking care of children for one's own woman is propriety, called proper love. These are three points in the ancient measurement of a man's moral character: benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and faithfulness. Of course, in this era, there are not many good men who can do such things anymore.

  Song Wen is obviously within the range of a good man, but sometimes good men don't necessarily have good luck, so he's still singing "I'm lonely, who will comfort me."