Old Liu was in his seventies and had lived alone in his hometown for many years. Old Liu had only one son and was a big boss in the lumber business. Ke'er was not filial to Old Liu and had not been home to visit him for several years.

In recent days, Old Liu felt that his health was getting worse and worse, and within a few days, he was sick in bed and couldn't get up. Old Liu called his son and asked him to come back and have a look, but the son only replied that "business is too busy to leave" and hung up the phone in a hurry. Call again, but no one answered.

Two days later, Old Liu barely had the strength to breathe when the door suddenly opened and a man walked in.

Old Liu was overjoyed, but found that the visitor was not a son, but a strange, tall and thin old man. When the thin old man saw Old Liu's appearance, he exclaimed loudly, "Old man, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so sick?"

Old Liu was confused and said, "You got the wrong person, right? I don't know you." The skinny old man didn't accept this, and he was busy cooking and buying medicine.

After eating and drinking medicine, Old Liu felt a little refreshed. He didn't want to enjoy it in vain, so he said embarrassedly, "Brother, forgive my poor memory, I really can't remember what friendship we have, please remind me?"

The skinny old man smiled and said, "It's really a noble person who forgets things. You don't remember me, but I always remember you as a great benefactor. I don't dare to forget your life-saving grace to me for a moment!"

Old Liu couldn't say anything more, this thin old man was very talkative, and it didn't take long for the two to talk like old friends. Old Liu talked about his illness and his son's unfaithfulness, and he was sad and shed tears. The thin old man stomped his feet in anger and sighed, "It's really sad that you did good all your life, but unfortunately gave birth to such a son!"

From then on, the skinny old man came to take care of Old Liu every day, but in half a month, Old Liu recovered. Old Liu was grateful and thanked again and again, but the skinny old man didn't take it seriously: "Compared to your life-saving grace, what am I doing for you?

Old Liu sighed: "Alas, he only has money in his eyes, how can he tolerate my father?"

The thin old man was very stubborn, and he really turned around and left. Old Liu shook his head, thinking that this person was really strange, and he went without asking where my son lived. I was afraid that he couldn't even find anyone, so what else could he talk about to convince him to change his mind?

For several days, Lao Liu never saw the shadow of the thin old man again, and he was puzzled, but then his son went home. Lao Liu was surprised and happy, could it be that the thin old man really played a role in the middle?

The son also brought two workers. When he saw Old Liu, he even greeted him and said with remorse, "Dad, when I heard that you were seriously ill, I was so anxious that I couldn't wait to grow wings and fly back. Now that you are safe, I am finally relieved."

That night, Old Liu was woken up by a sound and went out to take a look. He saw that his son was directing the two workers to see the big locust tree in the courtyard. Old Liu asked his son in surprise, "Why are you sawing the tree when you don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

The son said that a customer ordered a batch of locust wood from him, but the wood in his hands was still a little short, and the old locust tree at home had thick branches, and it could be counted at the top to solve the urgent need. The son smiled and said, "I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it, so I have to kill you first and then play. You also know that business is difficult now, so this time you will help me?"

Lao Liu circled the locust tree, feeling very uncomfortable: this tree was planted by his father when he was five years old, and now it has stood for more than seventy years. In recent years, Lao Liu can't bear to be lonely, and often comes to the tree to say something from his heart. Unconsciously, he has regarded the locust tree as a partner who could pour out his heart. He is a little reluctant, but he does not want to affect the relationship between father and son for a tree, so he can only reluctantly say: "Saw it, it should be able to sell for a good price."

The next day, his son said early in the morning that he was busy with business and wanted to rush back immediately. He took out two thousand yuan and handed it to Lao Liu, saying, "Dad, I can't stay by your side often. You can keep this money."

Old Liu happily took the money. He couldn't remember how many years ago his son gave him money last time. It seemed that his son had really changed this time.

Old Liu looked at it and said, "It seems that this tree is too heavy, you can saw it again."

The trunk of the old locust tree was very tough, and the two workers were busy until dark, and finally sawed the tree into four pieces. Obviously, they couldn't walk today. The two workers shouted hard, but Lao Liu's son had no choice but to take them to a nearby tavern to comfort them.

They had just left when the skinny old man they hadn't seen in a long time came. His face was much haggard, and his head and arms were still bandaged, and he seemed to be injured. Old Liu was very distressed when he saw it, and hurriedly asked, "Old man, what happened? Why are you so badly hurt?"

The skinny old man smiled awkwardly and said nonchalantly, "I accidentally fell a few days ago, and now I'm basically fine. I heard that your son is back, so I wanted to come over and ask him if he's treating you well?"

Old Liu smiled and said, "My son is much stronger than before. He cares about my health, and he still left two thousand yuan."

The thin old man suddenly changed his face and said angrily, "Only two thousand? It's worse than a beast!" After saying this, he slammed the door angrily and left. Looking at his back, Old Liu was suspicious: Which one did he sing? My son gave me two thousand yuan, why is it worse than a beast?

At dawn, Old Liu reluctantly sent his son to the door. Strangely, the locust tree was cut in half twice, but the two workers still couldn't lift a single piece of the tree. Old Liu's son had no choice but to go into battle again, grabbing one end of the tree and using force, he really lifted the tree. But no one expected that this inconspicuous dead wood fell like a heavy hammer and struck Old Liu's son's leg heavily. He was immediately knocked to the ground and screamed like a pig.

Old Liu and the workers rushed forward to rescue them, but the broken tree did not move at all while the three of them used up their strength to nurse. The son scolded in pain: "This tree is a fucking goblin, and it claims to be some kind of treasure. It wants me to go home and buy it for 200,000 yuan. It seems that it is deliberately killing me!"

Old Liu was confused and quickly asked his son what was going on, but his son was so painful that he couldn't even speak. A worker explained: "A few days ago, the boss said that he dreamed of a thin old man who called himself a tree god, saying that he could make root carvings that would not be damaged for ten thousand years. When the boss woke up, he shouted that he had to rush back to transport the tree. We didn't believe it, but no matter how much he persuaded him, he couldn't listen. Alas, now it seems that there is no tree god, it is simply a tree demon!"

The strange things that happened these days flashed through Lao Liu's mind one by one: the thin old man who claimed to have come to repay his kindness, the son who suddenly returned uninvited, a strange and absurd dream, and the possessed locust tree suddenly remembered that as early as fifty years ago, when he was only a teenager, the locust tree had a serious insect plague. The insects almost ate up the leaves of the locust tree, and the whole tree seemed lifeless. Lao Liu was reluctant to bear the locust treee like this, and insisted on giving it pesticides and insecticides every day. The family felt that the tree was hopeless, and advised him not to make unnecessary efforts, but Lao Liu was unwilling. Unexpectedly, half a month later, a miracle occurred, and the locust tree grew new branches and leaves, and came back to life!

In an instant, Old Liu understood: It turned out that during his illness, it was this old locust tree that had been taking care of him. It gave its son a dream and "sold" itself for 200,000 yuan. But it didn't expect Old Liu's son to be so greedy, leaving only 2,000, it was punishing an unfilial trespass!

Immediately, tears welled up in Lao Liu's eyes. He walked forward and caressed the tree trunk, mumbling, "Old buddy, I have accepted your wishes! But no matter how disobedient he is, he is still my son.

What a god, just as Lao Liu's voice fell to the ground, the locust tree rolled silently aside.