v3 Chapter 720： Fathers persimmon (1/2)

After walking for nearly three minutes, Xia Yu walked under the ancient banyan tree.

The ancient banyan tree that has been around for more than 800 years is like a huge umbrella, with a height of 30 meters and a diameter of more than 50 meters, covering an area of ​​more than three acres. Because the banyan tree is an evergreen tree, although it is now November, the tree is still full of green leaves, and the sunlight penetrates through the leaves and pours on the ground, forming small bright spots.

Standing under the tree, Xia Yu felt very shady. In summer, this place is definitely a good place to enjoy the shade.

Listening to the birdsong on the tree, Xia Yu approached, stroking the bark, nostalgia in his eyes.

This banyan tree runs through the memories of Xia Yu’s childhood. Although the bottom circumference of the tree reaches 13 meters and it takes seven adults to hold hands to surround it, it is easy to climb up. Xia Yu always liked to climb to it when he was a child. Go play on the tree and dig out the bird's nest on it.

”This banyan tree is indeed big. I have seen taller and larger trees in the virgin forests of Southeast Asia, but as far as the banyan tree is concerned, I haven't seen any bigger than this!”

Li Wuming, who was next to Xia Yu, patted the thick banyan trunk and said with emotion.

Hearing Li Wuming say this, Xia Yongquan showed pride on his face and said: ”I heard the old gentleman who came to our place said that the banyan trees in Xia Village are among the best in the country.”

Xia Yongquan’s pride made Xia Yu feel inexplicably familiar. He was surprised that he was so proud of his introduction to outsiders in his previous life. He smiled slightly and nodded and said, “It is true. There must be something bigger in China. But definitely not much.”

”It’s more than eight hundred years. It’s not easy to grow so big, let alone planted by the ancestors of the Xia family, but it must be protected. I will mention it to the banyan tree and put a number on it to protect it. .”

Xia Yongquan was pleasantly surprised and said quickly: ”A Yu, thank you, everyone knows, I don't know how happy it should be!”

”Thank you, I am a member of the Xia family. Since I have the ability, of course I can't watch.”

Xia Yu waved his hand and smiled.

Xia Yongquan smiled more, and his eyes became closer to Xia Yu.

”Let's go, let's go around again, let's go this way!”

With that, Xia Yu pointed to the middle of the three diverging roads, and the group continued to move forward.

Along the way, I met villagers from time to time. Everyone was very enthusiastic when they saw Xia Yu and invited Xia Yu to sit in their house. At first, Xia Yu agreed, but afterwards they all smiled and refused.

But because of the enthusiasm of the villagers, Xia Yu felt warm.

After walking more than 500 meters, Xia Yu stopped in front of a family's yard.

The yard is made of stones, it is only one meter and five meters high. There is a wooden door in the middle. The wooden door is open. Xia Yu can see the scene inside. At the farthest, there is a row of four or five adobe tiled houses. Cypress, a persimmon tree five or six meters high on the left. There are few leaves on the persimmon tree, but it is covered with red persimmons. Several children are picking persimmons happily on the tree.

Looking at this scene, Xia Yu couldn't help clenching his fists, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his eyes were full of complex colors.

Seeing Xia Yu stopped, Xia Yongquan subconsciously introduced to Xia Yu: ”A Yu, this is the home of Uncle Xinhua. It is estimated that he is going to work in the field now. Do you want to sit in?”

Xia Yu nodded, controlled his emotions, took a deep breath and said, ”Go in and take a look.”

”Good! I'll go in first.”

With that, Xia Yongquan volunteered to go forward, and shouted loudly before entering the yard, ”Uncle Xinhua, aunt, are you at home?”

”Afang, Awen, are your parents at home?”

Seeing that no one responded, Xia Yongquan shouted at the few children on the tree again.

”My mother is in the vegetable garden behind the house, and my dad has gone to work in the fields!”

A child on the tree, eating a persimmon in his mouth, said loudly.

Xia Yu looked at the talking child on the tree, his pupils shrank suddenly, the memory of his previous life struck, and his eyes were slightly moist.

Like! so similar!

This little boy about ten years old is completely a reduced version of his previous father.

Calculating age, it should be right!