Master Lin looked at the sprouting ginkgo tree with a face full of emotions.
He originally only wanted to fertilize the tree again before going back for the new year. Who knew that he would suddenly realize that the tree was alive?
All of a sudden, he recalled the days when he escaped here with his grandfather when he was young and the family lived under the ginkgo tree.
At that time, two ginkgo trees stood tall, their leaves lush and spectacular.
Although those days were difficult, they brought back memories and nostalgia.
Qin Lin's eyes darted around, but he continued to say to Master Lin, "Master Lin, it's all thanks to you that these two trees are still alive. When the time comes, I can transform this place into a ginkgo ornamental courtyard and use this wasteland according to the scale of Li Shimin's ginkgo tree in Chang'an Guanyin Temple."
