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After returning home, Zhang Taiping told the whole family about the tree being struck by lightning.

"I just said why there was such a loud thunder at that time, it turned out to be hitting the village." Fan Ming patted his chest and said.

Zhang Taiping said to the little girls: "When it rains from now on, you can't hide under the tree, you know?"

Yaya tilted her head and asked, "Did you get struck by lightning while hiding under a tree?"

Cai Yazhi quickly covered Yaya's mouth and said: "Tongyan Wuji, Tongyan Wuji." Then she said to Yaya, "Don't talk nonsense, anyway, listen to your father, and don't go under the big tree when it rains in the future Just hide from the rain."

The little girl didn't understand why her mother was so nervous, but she nodded obediently.

Zhang Taiping continued: "When there is a thunderstorm, not only can you not hide from the rain under a big tree, but you can't hide from the rain next to a building that is too tall. You should go to a lower place."

"Why, Dad?"

It must be impossible to explain it to such a young girl from a scientific point of view. Zhang Taiping simply said: "Because the thunder and lightning come from the sky, it will strike where it is high, and it will not be able to strike at a low place."

The little girl nodded as if she understood.

Cai Xiaomei said from the side: "Also, if you get wet, you have to run to a higher place."

"I know that." The little girl nodded and said, "I'll sit on Dad's neck when I get wet."

"Then what if your father isn't around?" Fan Ming said, displeased with the little girl's complacency.

"Dad is not here. If Dad is not here, I will run to the mountain." He pointed to Taohua Mountain next to the guide.

Cai Xiaomei praised: "That's it. From now on, if there are no mountains outside, you can run to other high places, such as the roof of a building and climb a big tree."

Zhang Taiping simply took this opportunity to tell her some escape methods in case of emergencies.

The old man suddenly asked: "Where is the tree that was struck by lightning?"

Zhang Taiping replied: "It's just down the slope to the west of the middle of the village. It used to be dead."

"That dead tree." The old man thought about it and said, "It seems that this is not the first time it has been struck by lightning. When I first came here more than 40 years ago, the tree was as thick as two people hugging each other, but I was struck by lightning just like this time, and since then I have lost my vitality and died."

"Has it been struck by lightning more than 40 years ago?" Fan Mingzheng asked with wide eyes.

The old man nodded and said: "Indeed, it was originally a towering tree, but it died after being split. It stands to reason that this tree should have decayed a long time ago, but the strange thing is that after so many years, it is still as tall as dozens of trees." It’s the same as before. The year old has lost its vitality and no longer grows, but there is no sign of corruption. Someone once tried to cut it down and take it back to cut something or burn firewood, but they all gave up in the end.”

Zhang Taiping moved slightly in his heart and asked, "Why?"

The old man replied: "Because this wood is so hard, it is even worse than the iron wood on the mountain, that is why Lu Feng's father-in-law cut a branch and cut a chair and For some small items, other people have given up their minds, and they have time to go up and cut down several big trees and come back, so it has been kept, and now no one is interested in it."

"Does Grandpa know what kind of tree that is?" Zhang Taiping asked.

The old man shook his head: "I've only seen one like this, and I don't know what kind of wood it is."

Fan Ming was not interested in knowing what kind of wood it was, but said with a smile: "This tree has been split twice in a row, it's really bad luck, isn't it a violation of Tianwei?"

Speaking of this, Zhang Taiping remembered a report he had read somewhere before, and said with a smile: "This time it was only twice. I also heard that he was hacked three times."

"Been approved three times?" Fan Ming became interested, "How do you say that?"

Zhang Taiping said: "I am still alone, and I have been struck by lightning three times in my life. The first time I was struck by lightning in the park. After I went back, my upper body was paralyzed, and it was cured after a few years; but unfortunately, I went to the park again. I was struck by lightning while playing inside, but this time my lower body was paralyzed; who would have thought that the tomb would be struck by lightning after being buried in the tomb after death.”

The others all looked sluggish, is that okay?

Cai Xiaomei asked: "Is this a fabrication?"

Zhang Taiping shook his head and said: "This is just the news I read in the newspapers. As for whether it is fabricated or true, it has not been verified, so I don't know."

Mu Hongyu said with a smile: "If it's true, then how much evil did this person do to cause three thunderstorms, even after death."

Everyone laughed, Zhang Taiping also smiled.This is just a piece of unfounded news, just listen to it as a story, just laugh it off.

But while Zhang Taiping was joking, he was thinking about another thing, that is what the old man said about the dead tree.

Commonly speaking, a tree that has lost its vitality has been left in the open air under the wind and rain for three to two years and turned into a pile of waste. It has already disappeared without a trace in 40 years.However, this tree has remained the same for 40 years. If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. His intuition tells him that this tree is unusual.

No matter how Zhang Taiping thought about it, he felt that the tree was a bit weird, he frowned and searched for the knowledge about trees in his mind, but some things were either forgotten, or he had never touched them before, anyway, he didn't have any impressions in his mind.

He stood up and said, "I'm going out for a walk."

"Father, where are you going?" Yaya asked quickly.

"Look at the big tree that was struck by lightning."

"I'll go as well."

"The outside is full of muddy water, and you have dirty your shoes and trousers in the past." Zhang Taiping said.

"Then if you put me on your neck, you won't get any muddy water." The little girl said with her head raised.

Zhang Taiping laughed: "Okay!" He put Yaya on his neck and walked out, Fan Ming and Wukong also followed.

Although the rain has stopped, the sky is still gloomy. There is not much to eat in the afternoon and evening, and the mud is unbearable. There are basically no pedestrians on the road.

"Where did everyone go?" Fan Ming scratched his neck and looked around.

Zhang Taiping shook his head and smiled and said: "Who would hang around outside in this weather, they are all watching TV at home."

"The weather is just right, neither hot nor cold is the most suitable. But it is a little annoying that the ground is covered with mud. It would be nice to have an asphalt road. It would be best to walk on the road after the rain to get some fresh air." Fan Ming opened his arms Sucked his nose and said.

"The asphalt road is impossible." Zhang Taiping said, "In the mountains, at most, cement roads will be built." He shook his head and said, "However, my favorite is to use pebbles of the same size to trim the pavement into a gravel road. It is neither muddy nor the natural scenery below the mountain is damaged.”

Fan Ming said: "Then you can tell the villagers like this. The elder brother is very talkative in the village now, and the villagers will definitely listen to what he says."

"What a promise." Zhang Taiping tapped her forehead lightly and said, "I roughly estimated that building such a stone road will cost more than building a cement road, and the cement road is flat and can be used for drying things. It can be used when busy autumn is busy."

Fan Ming covered her forehead and said coquettishly, "Brother still knocked on my forehead, it hurts like hell."

Zhang Taiping said with a smile: "No way, you touched the two sides, but what I just touched was the middle."

Fan Ming rolled his eyes at him and said, "After touching it twice, it hurts not only on both sides, but also in the middle."

After such a long time, there is no smoke on the big tree.The surface of the bark is criss-crossed with cracks, giving people a sense of historical heaviness under the immersion of rain.

Zhang Taiping patted the trunk of the tree with his palm, but there was no popping sound, which meant that the inside was not hollow but solid.There are vines entwined on the lightly covered branches. It is hard to tell where the smoke came from before. The root of the tree is a rich layer of mulch, and some moss is crawling on the tree body.

"Brother, do you see what kind of tree this is?" Fan Ming asked.

Zhang Taiping shook his head: "No, but a tree that can last for more than [-] years is not ordinary."

"Is it worth it?" Fan Ming asked.

"If it's a rare wood, it is of course valuable. You must know that the price of huanghuali wood in the market is comparable to gold, and there is also nanmu, especially golden nanmu." Zhang Taiping suddenly stopped when he said this, and turned to face the big tree. The tree looked up, a light flashed in its eyes.

Fan Ming looked at his expression and asked in a low voice: "Brother, is this tree a golden nanmu?"

Zhang Taiping came to the side of the tree to examine it carefully and said: "It's very possible, but you have to look carefully to find out." After speaking, he put down the girl on his shoulder, and then went around the tree to examine carefully.

Flipping his hand, the knife appeared in his hand.Fan Ming, who was behind him, looked around his whole body with puzzled eyes, but he couldn't find any place on his body where such a long knife could be hidden. Why did it suddenly appear?The truth is puzzling.

Zhang Taiping retreated more than ten meters, waved to Fan Ming, Yaya and Wukong to let them get out of the way, then ran up to the tree with one foot and jumped up, at the same time, he waved the knife in his hand silently .After landing, a branch as thick as an arm also fell.

I picked it up, looked at it, and sniffed it under my nose, finally came to a conclusion.

"Museum Yaolan" records: "There are three kinds of Nanmu, one is Xiangnan, also known as Zinan; The most beautiful ones, the sunny place may form the pattern of figures and mountains and rivers." Modern technology research shows that the microscopic ducts of Jinsinnan are rich in yellow-white sediments and have strong reflections. On the yellow-brown and green board surface, it appears golden yellow. filamentary pattern.

Zhang Taiping looked at the golden thread-like patterns and the refreshing fragrance in it, then pinched it with his hands as hard as iron, and preliminarily concluded that it was golden nanmu.

"Brother, how's it going, isn't it?" Fan Ming asked while lying in front of him.

Zhang Taiping handed her a short piece in his hand and said: "It's almost there, you can smell it."