The mysterious benefactor

Lao Liu is in his seventies and has been living alone in his hometown for many years. Lao Liu had only one son, who was a big boss in the lumber business. However, the son was not filial to Lao Liu and had not come home to see him for several years.

Recently, old Liu felt worse and worse, a few days on the bed, can not get up. Lao Liu called his son and asked him to come back to see him, but the son only replied, "Business is too busy to leave" and hurriedly hung up the phone. Call again, but there is no answer.

Two days later, Lao Liu could hardly breathe when the door of the house suddenly opened and a man walked in.

The THIN OLD MAN SAW OLD Liu'S APPEARANCE, then loudly exclaimed: "Old buddy, just a few days don't see, you how ill into this appearance?"

Lao Liu was confused and said, "Do you have the wrong person? I don't know you." The thin old man did not take this stubble, and was busy cooking and buying medicine.

After eating and drinking the medicine, Lao Liu had a little spirit. He didn't want to enjoy it in vain. So he said sheepishly, "Brother, excuse my bad memory, I really can't remember what kind of friendship we have.

The thin old man smiled and said, "It is true that noble people forget things. You do not remember me, but I have always remembered you as a great benefactor, and I dare not forget for a moment what you did to save my life!"

Lao Liu could not say anything more. The thin old man was very talkative, and before long they were talking like old friends. Lao Liu spoke of his illness and his son's unfilial piety, and wept with sadness. The thin old man stamped his foot in anger and sighed: "It is really pathetic that you have been a good man all your life, but unfortunately you have given birth to such a son!"

From then on, the thin old man took care of Liu every day, but in half a month, Liu recovered. Lao Liu gratefully shed tears, repeatedly thanked, thin old man but did not think it was: "Compared with your lifesaving grace, I do for you this thing calculate what? Don't worry. I'm going to find your son, and make him responsible for your support, no matter what."

Lao Liu sighed a tone: "Alas, his eyes only money, which can also accept me this father?"

Thin old man temper is very stubborn, said to really turn around and go. Lao Liu shook his head, thinking how strange this man was. He went there without asking where my son lived. I'm afraid he couldn't even find anyone.

A few days in succession, Lao Liu never saw the shadow of thin old man again, the heart is confused, at this time the son went home however. Lao Liu pleasantly surprised, is it really thin old man in the middle of the effect?

The son also brought two workers with him. As soon as he saw Old Liu, he said, "Dad, when I heard you were so sick, I was anxious to die. I wish I could fly back with wings. I am relieved to see that you are safe."

That night, Lao Liu was awakened by a noise and went out to see his son directing the two workers to saw a large pagoda tree in the courtyard. Lao Liu was surprised to ask his son: "You don't sleep in the middle of the night, why come to sawing trees?"

The son said that a customer had ordered a batch of locust wood from him, but the wood in his hand was not enough, and the old locust tree at home had strong branches, so it could be the most pressing problem. The son smiled and said, "I'm afraid you won't give up. You know business is difficult now. Do me a favor this time?"

Old Liu walked around the pagoda tree, feeling very upset. The tree was planted by his father when he was five years old, and now it has stood for about seventy years. In recent years, Lao Liu could not bear to be lonely. He often came to the tree to talk about his heart. Before he knew it, he regarded the pagoda tree as a partner to talk about his heart. He was reluctant, but also did not want to affect the relationship between father and son for a tree, had to reluctantly say: "saw, should be able to sell a good price."

The next day, the son said early in the morning that business was busy and he wanted to hurry back. He took out two thousand dollars and handed it to Lao Liu. "Dad," he said, "I can't stay with you very often. You can keep the money."

Lao Liu happily took over the money, he can not remember the last time his son gave him money is how many years ago, it seems that the son is really changed this time. The son called out to two workers and asked them to drag the sawed trees onto the truck. However, they could not drag even one tree. The son angrily scolded "waste", also came forward to help, but the force of three people is still not good.

Lao Liu looked at it and said, "It seems that the tree is too heavy. Why don't you saw it again?"

The old locust tree trunk is very tough, two workers busy until dark, finally sawed the tree into four sections. It was clear that they were not going to leave today. The two workers shouted hard, Lao Liu's son had no choice but to take them to a nearby tavern to comfort them.

A few of them had just left when the thin old man they had not seen for a long time came. His face was much haggard, and there were bandages on his head and arms, as if he had been hurt. Old Liu saw very feel distressed, busy ask: "Old fellow, what matter? How did you get so badly hurt?"

The thin old man smiled awkwardly and said as if nothing had happened: "A few days ago, I fell down accidentally, and now I'm basically fine. I heard your son was back, and I wanted to see if he was all right with you."

Lao Liu said with a smile, "My son is much stronger than before. He cares about my health and still left me 2,000 yuan."

The thin old man suddenly changed his face and said angrily, "Only two thousand? What a beast!" With this he slammed the door angrily and left. Looking at his back, Lao Liu straight doubt: He this sing is which one? My son gave me two thousand dollars, how can it be worse than a beast?

At dawn, Lao Liu reluctantly sent his son to the door. Strangely, the pagoda tree was cut in half twice, but the two workers still could not lift a piece of the tree. Lao Liu's son had to fight again, grabbed the tree by one end of the force, really lifted the tree. But no one expected that this seemingly unremarkable piece of dead wood would fall like a thousand jun hammer and hit Lao Liu's son heavily on the leg. He was immediately crushed to the ground and began to cry like a pig.

Lao Liu and workers busy to rescue, but let three people run out of milk strength, broken tree unexpectedly motionless. The SON PAIN CONTINUOUSLY SCOLD A WAY: "THIS TREE FUCKING IS A DEMON, HOW IT STILL CLAIM TO BE WHAT TREASURE, WANT ME TO GO HOME TO SPEND 200 THOUSAND TO BUY IT. It seems to have killed me on purpose!"

Lao Liu confused, busy asked his son is how to return a responsibility, but the son has pain even the words can not speak out. A worker explained: "A few days ago, the boss said he dreamed of a thin old man who called himself the god of trees. He said he could make a permanent root carving with it. The boss woke up and shouted to come back to transport the trees. We didn't believe him, but no matter how hard we tried, he wouldn't listen. Oh, now it seems that there is no tree god, but a tree demon!"

These days, strange things happened in Lao Liu's mind one by one: a thin old man who claimed to return his kindness, a son who suddenly came home uninvited, a dream that sounded strange and absurd, like a locacia tree enchanted... Suddenly he remembered that more than fifty years ago, when he was only a teenager, the locust trees had been hit by a serious infesting. The insects have almost eaten away the leaves of the pagoda tree, and the whole tree looks lifeless. Lao Liu was reluctant to let the pagoda tree die like this, and insisted on giving it pesticides every day to kill insects. The family members all felt that the tree was hopeless and advised him not to make unnecessary efforts, but Lao Liu was not willing to accept it. Did not think half a month later, a miracle appeared, the pagoda tree has grown new branches and leaves, back to life!

In a moment, Lao Liu understood that it was the old pagoda tree that had been taking care of him during his illness. It had given his son a dream and sold itself at the price of 200,000 yuan. But it did not expect Lao Liu's son to be so greedy, leaving only two thousand, it is in the punishment of an unfilial son!

Suddenly, tears welled up in Lao Liu's eyes. He stepped forward and stroked the tree trunk, murmuring, "I have received all your thoughts, old fellow! But however disobedient he may be, he is my son. Please, for my sake, leave him alone..."

It was amazing. As soon as Lao Liu's words fell to the ground, the pagoda tree rolled away silently...