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162 Centennial Sophora japonica

The three staff members seemed to be very interested in the locust tree and asked Fang Chen attentively, but he could only rub the back of his head and giggle.

"Everyone, I have to ask Guabo about this question."

"Guabo?" Culture Channel Lao Li asked doubtfully.

Reporters and photographers from the TV station came to Dezhi Village. After the villagers finished their farm work in a hurry, they came to the street excitedly. There was no noise and no one was scrambling for the camera. Even the village chief stood there.

On the side, Kan acted as the commentator, cooperating with Fang Chen.

Fang Chen was not rushing to show up, but the village chief arranged for him to introduce all the situations in the village. I believe that a good idea has been formed in Fang Village.

Xixi and Fang Chen stood together, and the villagers hugged Qiqi. It was Xixi's credit that the column program came to the village.

Therefore, the villagers all support the young couple standing in front of the camera.

Fang Chen could give a rough idea of ​​the century-old locust tree, but the taste when he said it from his own mouth was different. It was interesting to have Guabo talk about it.

The villagers had already been called to invite Guabo over. The old man was walking vigorously, holding a pipe in his mouth, and looked full of energy.

"Is this Guabo?"

"Yes, you can't tell that you are 89 years old, right?" Fang Chen said with a smile.

"admire."

Please do your best, Guabo. The staff could not bear it any longer and pointed the camera at Guabo under the locust tree.

The column begins.

Fang Chen and Xixi sat aside, acting as listeners.

"To talk about this locust tree, we have to start from the end of the Tang Dynasty. Of course, this is just a rumor." Gua Bo said in an easy-going way.

The villagers were familiar with this locust tree, but they did not expect that there was a story in it. They complained that Guabo had never told this story. Guabo told everyone that this rumor should not be spread outside, but today, since

If the TV station is interested, then I will tell it in a different way. You don’t have to take it seriously, just treat it as hearing an interesting story.

Gua Bo took a puff of his cigarette and began to talk about the legend of the locust tree.

After the story was told, Gua Bo breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Chen handed over Gua Bo's special teapot for you to drink tea.

"Gua Bo, it's so wonderful. I didn't expect this locust tree to have such a long history." Photographer Lao Feng said with a smile.

"Haha, this is not my exclusive interview, these two are." Gua Bo smiled and waved his hand, asking the photographer to turn the camera to Fang Chen.

Gua Bozhan stood up, raised his head and looked at the locust tree, and said with emotion: "Look, the middle of the locust tree is empty, but two small trees grew out of it."

The camera then turned around, revealing the towering locust trees that the photographer was focusing on interviewing.

"why is that?"

"Because over time, the locust tree has experienced wind and rain. It can only be said that it looks good on the outside, but in fact it has long been empty inside." Gua Bo gently patted the locust tree and felt deeply.

"Then how did these two trees grow?"

"Maybe it's because I haven't completed my mission yet, and I'm not willing to die like this."

"Yes, nature is alive too."

Guabo took a sip of tea, smiled and said, "So, I gave this locust tree a name."

"What name?"

"Centennial Sophora Embraceae."

Everyone looked at the locust tree in surprise, with its dense leaves and budding flowers exuding a strong floral fragrance. There was a nest made of branches on the branches, which was the magpie's nest.

"We have gained a lot from our visit this time, Lao Feng, hurry up and record it." Lao Li said excitedly.

An ordinary locust tree leads to a wonderful story. The cultural channel needs this kind of strange and interesting stories about rural people. After Guabo finished introducing the locust tree, he didn't stop any more. He patted Fang Chen on the shoulder and left the rest to him.

You are a brat.

The staff became interested and took the liberty to ask a question. He asked Xixi for a painting and put the locust tree in it. Lao Li's request was not work, it was purely a personal preference.

Fang Chen nodded. Xixi went back and took the four treasures of the study to the locust tree. After laying out the rice paper, Fang Chen started.

Soon, a lifelike work was born, and the villagers applauded warmly.

The whole morning has passed, and all the guests are here. We want to treat everyone as host and guest, and treat everyone to farm food at noon.

The fourth aunt had already started working at Fang Chen's house.

The villagers waved their hands and smiled and went home. Chenzi, please greet the guests well and we will not join in the fun.

When they arrived at Fang Chen's house, Lao Li and others were stunned. The small garden in the yard was like a paradise, such a leisurely scene.

Seeking Fang Chen’s opinion, can we also record this?

Fang Chen didn't refuse and told Lao Li, don't go into the bamboo forest, it's the territory of the big white goose, maybe you will be kicked out, and don't record this turtle either, the little guy is too shy to face the camera.

Lao Li exclaimed that this was an expensive money turtle. Understanding what he meant, he began to record the pastoral scene in the yard.

When he went to the backyard, Lao Li shouted in surprise, Fang Chen, do you still have a wisteria tree in your house?
Chapter completed!
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