At the entrance to Sun Family Village stood an old hollow locust tree, with room inside for three children to hide. The villagers revered it as a spiritual guardian. A rebellious young man named A Ke raised his axe to cut it down and make way for his new house. Thud! The axe sank deep into the old tree's trunk, its dull impact startling the sparrows from the branches. A Ke wiped the sweat from his brow, paying no attention to the dry leaves rustling down from the trunk. This sacred tree was in the way of his new house, and today it had to come down. But the next moment, a gurgling sound came from the dark hollow, and a blue-and-white porcelain bowl decorated with intertwined lotus vines rolled onto the ground. The four characters “Made in the Hongwu Era” on its base gleamed in the morning light, stinging his eyes. From then on, no one dared lay a hand on the locust tree. The discovery also unearthed a tale of loyalty and courage involving an ancestor from the Ming dynasty, and the little village struck it rich thanks to a bowl and a tree.
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