Orange tree
Mr. Liu from Shaanxi served as the head of Xinghua Province. Some Taoist appeared to him and presented him with a tree in a pot, Liu glanced - it turns out that this is a small orange, thin, with the size of a finger. Rejected, not accepted.Liu had a little daughter, who was six or seven years old. It was on this day that her birthday was celebrated for the first time.&'This thing,&' said the Taoist, &'is not worthy to bring it to your high ranking for pure admiration.&' Let her wish the young lady happiness and longevity!And Liu accepted. The girl looked at the tree and could not overcome her love and pity for him. I put it in my room and looked after him from morning to evening, fearing only how not to damage him.When Liu's life was up, the tree was in full f1st and this year for the first time bore fruit. Selecting things before leaving, he decided that the orange would burden him with unnecessary weight, and decided to leave him. But the daughter grabbed the tree and began to cry whimsically. The domestic servant cheated on her and said:- We&'ll leave only for a while ... Then we&'ll come here again!The girl believed, and her tears ceased. However, fearing that some of the strong people would take the tree away, she stood and watched as the servant transplanted the tree to the porch. And then she just left.Returning to her homeland, the girl was caught up by a certain Zhuang. In the year of Bin and Xu, Zhuang went to the &'coming to service&', removed, as they say, canvases, and was appointed chief of Xinghua. His wife was very happy about this, although she thought to herself that in these ten, or even more years, the tree has probably already died.When they arrived, it turned out that the tree was already grasping at ten, and the fruits on it were so piled and hanging, in whole thousands.Madame inquired of the old servants. Those unanimously testified to her that since Mr. Liu had left, the orange blossomed luxuriously, but did not bear fruit, and those that she sees now appeared on it for the first time. Madam it was very surprised.Zhuang served for three years, and the abundance of fruits was a constant occurrence. In the fourth year, the tree faded, went dead, did not give the slightest bloom.&'Well, it means that you have not served here for long,&' the mistress told her husband.Indeed, with the onset of autumn, Zhuang passed the post.