After walking up the hill, the entire hill was lush and green. Except for the ones near the bottom of the hill, the more trees there were, the closer they were to the old tombs. Although they were all replanted later, they have been in the past for decades and are considered to be forests and shades, which is a bit large.

After passing through the forest, Wen Xu was shocked when he saw many ancestor tombs, because Wen Xu felt that even if the old tomb was not overgrown weeds, it was a scene of grass on the tombs. Because Wen Jia Village now worshipped new tombs, counting six or seven generations from living people upwards. Few people from Wen Xu's generation came to pay tribute to the old tombs. In the past, when Wen Xu's grandfather was alive, most of the old people who had traditionally penetrated into the bones of the bones would come often when they were alive. Now many young people in their teenagers probably wouldn't remember the old tombs without mentioning it.

I originally thought that no one came to the old grave, but I didn't expect that the old grave would be well maintained. There were grass on the thirty tombs, but after simple trimming, new lumps of soil were piled on the tip of the grave. Even if the stone tablet in front of the grave could not be seen clearly, the obvious stone tablet was wiped.

"Who will it be?" Looking at everything in front of you, Wen Xu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He stretched his head and looked around, but he didn't notice anyone there. So Wenxu opened his bag, took out the offerings he brought, and began to put them on the graves one by one. The things Wenxu brought were very simple, a pair of incense, candles, a few small fruits, and two glasses of wine on each grave, and then he knocked over one by one along the way. Although it was not necessarily his own direct ancestor, if he continued to knock like this, one of them was connected by blood and spread to Wenxu.

"Ancestors, Wen Xu has disturbed me. If there is another way, I dare not disturb me! Now I can only protect our own things under the name of the ancestors..."

After Wen Xu talked a little about each grave, he was ready to plant his own tea tree. He took out the tea tree seedlings from the space. Wen Xu looked at the direction of the grave and began to plant it in the southeast shape.

Using a small shovel taken out of the space, Wen Xu dug a small hole nearly ten meters away from the nearest grave, took out the small tea seedlings, dipped the roots in the undiluted space water and put them in the pit in an instant, and then watched the small tea tree grow like a miracle while filling the soil.

Six tea trees in the shape of the Pin character were planted at each mouth. After the eighteen tea trees were planted, Wen Xu began to water according to the formula he calculated. When the tea water grew to the rugged roots, he cut off the main trunk with a chainsaw in the space, and then continued to water it, allowing the tea trees to draw new branches. After two or three times, the fourth time the tea branches emitted from the main trunk once again showed the ancient style of the plate branches.

After several transformations, the old tea trees of the Ming Dynasty planted by Wen Xu's original ancestor appeared in a grand manner around the old grave. Eighteen old tea trees are now on the original old tree poles, and the scars look very old. The old trees with a mouth-shaped word now look like one, crowded together and connected together.

This is completely because Wen Xu didn't think about it carefully and didn't know how to increase the distance between the tea trees. However, although it was a mistake, it could be considered a mistake. Since you pretend to be an "old tea garden", you must look like an old tea garden. The gaps are too large, but it is not beautiful. Only after hundreds of years of "unmanaged" old tea circle can it be "real".

The fraud was successful! At least Wenxu seemed to have succeeded, so he looked around the eighteen tea trees and performed very satisfactorily.

"Where did you come from? This is the ancestral tomb of our Wen family. Leave now!"

Wen Xu was over and was about to pack up his things when he suddenly heard a sound that was old but full of energy, which sounded from the opposite forest. This sound almost scared Wen Xu to sit on the ground. If someone saw the passage of planting tea trees, Wen Xu felt that he could not think of any good idea except silence!

Turning his head, Wen Xu felt relieved and shouted to the old man who was walking towards him with a shoulder pole: "Grandpa Jiu, I am Daxu! Wen Shixu, my grandfather's name is Wen Renting."

The one who shouted at Wen Xu was Grandpa Jiu who had met before, who was sitting under a tree and couldn't remember. When he saw this, Wen Xu felt that he didn't have to kill him. Even if he said it, no one believed him!

"Renting?! The eldest brother of my grandfather?" When talking about the old man Wen Xu, he didn't respond. When talking about Wen Xu's grandfather, Grandpa Jiu immediately put down the shoulder pole in his hand.

But Wen Xu made it a little bit unsure of what to say. The old man ran over and pulled Wen Xu and said, "Renting, where have you been, Brother Jiu can't find you here..."

Ha! The old man regards Wen Xu as Wen Xu’s grandfather.

"Grandpa Jiu, I'm not my grandfather!" Wen Xu quickly explained to the old man: "I am Wen Renting's grandson, my name is Wen Xu, and also Wen Shixu!"

"Oh!" Grandpa Jiu nodded, and just finished the oh, he said again: "Renting, it's good that you're here. I'm weeding the ancestral tomb here. After a while, I have to ask someone to draw the words on the ancestral tomb. Liangjin and I have been talking about this these days. He always said that he had no money, or he had no time to push the four things..."

Listening to the old man saying this, Wen Xu knew that the old man was a poor record, and he didn't know when he was talking about it. Liangjin was his eldest son and had passed away for almost ten years.

"Hey! Where did these trees come from?" Grandpa Jiu saw the big tea tree behind Wen Xu at a glance. He immediately looked at the tea tree with a puzzled look on his face, raised his legs and walked over, stretched out his hand and touched it while he was very puzzled.

Wen Xu said: "Grandpa Jiu, you don't remember it. This was planted by the ancestors back then. It was said that it was a good tea for future generations to drink? Did you forget?"

Grandpa Jiu still frowned in surprise: "What did the ancestors planted?"

"Yes!" Wen Xu began to talk nonsense to the old man over and over again: "There are also traces cut by the ancestors at that time on this tree. What the old grandfather told you when he was alive..."

After walking around with the old man's eighteen "old tea trees" for two or three times, Wen Xu also talked a lot and his saliva was almost blowing dry. Only then did Grandpa Jiu remember Wen Xu's words.

Wen Xu pointed to the tea tree and asked the old man: "Grandpa Jiu, what is this!"

"Renting, you forgot that this was planted by the ancestors. You see, there are still traces of the ancestors cutting down old trees and producing new branches here. You kid are too ignorant..."

Wen Xu was very satisfied with listening to the old man's nagging. Although he didn't know if the old man could remember it, it was better than doing nothing.

"Grandpa Jiu, it's getting late, let's go back!" Qingxu said.

"The things have not been finished yet!" the old man said reluctantly.

Wen Xu saw that the old man was like this, and it was hard to throw the old man here just after encountering him. Anyway, he had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he simply compensated the old man to put some grass and add some soil to the old grave here. Anyway, there are no cheap outsiders, either his ancestors or the ancestors of the family.

It took more than three hours to have Wen Xu, a strong man, all the graves were added with brand new soil, and the edges of the graves were simply repaired, and the grass and trees on the graves were cleaned up by Wen Xu with military shovels. Anyway, at first glance, it looked much better than when I first came.

"Is this done, Grandpa Jiu?" Wen Xu asked the old man with the shovel in his hand.

The old man sat on his shovel, next to him, holding a pillar of his arms, holding an orange in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth, nodding and said, "Renting, I didn't expect you to be so young, much better than your ninth brother, me! Remember, I'll find someone to draw the monument tomorrow, don't forget! In a few decades, the puppy people in the village will not even know the names of these ancestors, what will it look like..."

While talking, the old man gave Dongliang an orange petal from time to time. How could Dongliang eat this? So the old man often cursed and put the orange petals into his mouth. When he was old, he would dip some orange juice on his beard.

"Okay, let's go back. When you arrive in the village, don't forget to tell others that the tea planted by the ancestors has sprouted." Wen Xu walked forward, helped the old man up, and said with a smile.

"I know! Brother Jiu is not old yet, please use your boy to remind me." The old man angrily shook Wen Xu's hand, then put the orange peel in his pocket, reached out and took out the dry tobacco pipe from the back of his neck, put it in a cigarette, and smoked it in a mouthful, and then walked out with a small step.

Wen Xu had to help Grandpa Jiu carry a shovel and follow the old man with his pillars.

The grandparents and grandson returned to the village until the sun was about to set. When the old man arrived at the entrance of the village, he wanted to return the shovel and carried it to his own way home.

I happened to meet Wen Shigui and Shi Shangzhen who came over.

"It's so precious, the tea tree planted by the ancestor has sprouted." After saying that, the old man looked at Wen Xu and said, "Where is Renting, go home!"

Wen Shigui was stunned by the old man and asked Wen Xu, "What's going on?"

"I went to the old grave to worship today, and I happened to see Grandpa Jiu here too. At that time, the old man said that the old tea tree planted by his ancestors had sprouted new sprouts." Wen Xu said this, and wanted to pick himself out and even said: "How can I know anything? Grandpa Jiu knows a lot."

"It's okay, you run to the old grave...Oh!"

Bang! Before Wen Shigui finished speaking, Grandpa Jiu got a cigarette pipe on his shoulder. The old man not only slapped him but also scolded: "You little bastard! You little bastard!"

Wen Shigui, who was over 60 years old, was called a bastard by an old man, and was chased by a cigarette pier and could not fight back. He had to hide, and he had to beg for forgiveness while hiding.

"Grandpa Jiu, I was wrong, I was ignorant!"

After hitting Wen Shigui a few times, the old man's anger disappeared.

Shi Shangzhen asked casually after hearing this: "What tea tree?"

Wen Xu was waiting for her words, but her face pretended to be casual: "The old man said that a batch of old tea trees planted by his ancestors back then was not sure whether it was true or false. The ancestor's generation must be in the middle of the Ming Dynasty."

"A hundred years old tea tree?" Shi Shangzhen immediately said cleverly: "Are you sure it is a tea tree, not that kind of wild tea tree?"

"How can I tell this clearly?" Wen Xu saw that Yu was hooked, so he started asking questions and wondering.

Shi Shang really didn't know that it would be so hard to deceive her. However, Wen Shigui had been to the old tomb. Even if he hadn't been to it for a long time, he still had an impression. After hearing this, he couldn't help but ask curiously: "Old Tea Tree? I haven't heard of this. Besides, I have never seen it before!"

After Wen Shigui finished speaking, he saw the old man wave Yan Dai again and immediately waved his hand: "I have no knowledge! Grandpa Jiu, I don't know anything, okay!"

"You unfilial descendants! You have only been to the old grave a few times." Grandpa Jiu looked at Wen Shigui contemptuously, put one hand behind him, held a cigarette pipe in the other hand, sprayed a cigarette and walked towards his home.
Chapter completed!