The century-old golden tea tree in front of me has appeared countless times in my dreams.

I grew up in the provincial capital and have never been to Songling Hetang Village.

Why does it always appear in dreams?

This place seems like I’ve been here before!

Yan Xiaopin was puzzled.

Staring blankly.

Seeing Yan Xiao frequently in a daze, Lei Xiang smiled and said:

"Apple, this century-old tree is different from other golden camellia trees, isn't it?

The tree was full of flowers last month, but it’s a pity that you weren’t free at that time.”

Yan Xiao turned his head to look at Lei Xiang with a strange look.

a long time.

Thunder did not call her Apple, but now it suddenly came out of her mouth.

One is to be surprised, and the other is to think about its meaning.

Lei Xiang's eyes met Yan Xiaopin's and they didn't look away.

whispered:

"In front of this century-old tree, I think it's appropriate to call you Apple."

Yan Xiaopin paused for a moment and did not take Lei Xiang's words.

But he answered the question he just asked.

"The golden camellia trees I have seen are indeed different from this century-old tree.

It would be even more beautiful if you could see a tree full of golden camellia trees!"

Lei Xiang said:

"Next year, when the buds bloom on the trees, I will bring you here.

The buds all over the tree are also very beautiful, and when they bloom, it will be a completely different scene."

Lei Xiang said, walking to a nearby well and pulling out a water pipe.

Press the pump button and water spurts out of the pipe.

Lei Xiang pointed the water pipe at the century-old tree and sprayed it from top to bottom.

For a time, the whole tree was filled with water mist, which was very beautiful.

Yan Xiaopin's eyes widened.

"It's so beautiful! Let me try it."

Lei Xiang handed the water pipe to Yan Xiaopin.

Yan Xiaopin took a water pipe and sprayed it from bottom to top on the old tree...

Watching the water mist spread from bottom to top, Yan Xiaopin sighed in admiration and let out a soft laugh.

Looking at Yan Xiaopin showing his white teeth, looking at the arms holding the water pipe, rowing gracefully in the air...

Lei Xiang was stunned.

At this moment, a rumbling machine sound suddenly sounded.

A strong smell of sweet smell came over.

Yan Xiaopin, who was spraying water, immediately put down the water pipe and covered his nose.

Lei Xiang quickly turned off the water.

Support Yan Xiaopin.

"Come on, let's go home.

This is a neighbor's small workshop running a machine to mix the fermented sugarcane bagasse.

This time is the smelliest."

While talking, the two returned to the main room.

He Yilin was chatting with Wen Yuqing.

Seeing Lei Xiang and Yan Xiaopin come in, they quickly stood up.

"Mr. Yan, what's wrong?"

Yan Xiaopin said helplessly:

"It suddenly stinks outside."

He Yilin quickly poured a cup of hot tea for Yan Xiaopin.

"Drink some water, it will be better."

Wen Yuqing walked over worriedly.

"Mr. Yan, are you okay?"

Yan Xiaopin drank a few sips of hot tea and wiped his mouth.

"Auntie, it's okay.

It’s just that stench that I can’t stand for a while!

Auntie, it’s not good for your health to live in such an environment every day!

This fermented sweet smell is very harmful to the body."

Wen Yuqing shook his head helplessly.

"There is no way! Our neighbors have small workshops in their homes.

The current wave of stench is not the worst.

We didn't dare to be in the yard when the front, back, left and right were turned on.

Go directly back to the house, close the doors and windows tightly, and light some sandalwood."

Yan Xiaopin let out a long sigh.

"Only now do I really understand why Lei Xiang insisted on closing the small workshop.

If it is not closed, the villagers will be pushed to death!

I must fully support this work!”

While talking, Lei Deyong came back from the fields.

I was so happy to see my son and the beautiful girl.

I have to go to the backyard to kill chickens for cooking.

Yan Xiaopin said that after they had eaten, they wanted to sit down and chat with their uncle and aunt.

The sound of thunder also made Lei Deyong sit down.

He said that this was Mr. Yan from our county company, who was here for inspection.

Lei Deyong sat down.

Yan Xiaopin said seriously:

"Uncle, aunt, if the small workshop is to be closed, what do you think?"

Wen Yuqing and Lei Deyong said in unison.

"Of course we are happy!"

Lei Deyong continued:

Not only does the smell fill the sky every day, but the sound of the machine is also noisy.

It turns out that there are only hundreds of small workshops in the village, so I don’t think it’s a big deal.

The smell isn't that big yet.

But within a few months, hundreds of small workshops popped up in the village.

There are piles of bagasse all over the village. When the wind blows, the sky above the whole village is filled with bagasse, and every corner of the village smells bad.

More and more villagers are getting sick.

Many people who made money in small workshops also fell ill.

According to them, the money earned is not enough to treat the disease.

But many villagers still haven't woken up and continue to open small workshops."

Yan Xiaopin listened carefully, turned to Lei Xiang and said:
To be continued...