Unlucky Child Today Is Also Kneeling Under The Tree For Reflection

Copywriting: Ying Huai was a locust tree in a cultivation secret realm. As time passed, he developed sentience.

Due to the struggles of cultivators, he became the Chinese scholar tree rooted in Daxi Village a hundred years ago.

Everyone in Daxi Village knew that the old Chinese scholar tree at the village entrance was very spiritual, practically a divine tree.

Many families with weak or sickly members would go and adopt it as a godmother. Not long after returning home, their health would recover.

Praying for favorable weather, there would be no major incidents throughout the year.

It's unclear who started it, but from time to time, naughty children who made mistakes would be dragged by their parents to the tree-godmother's presence and made to kneel in self-reflection.

However, as time went on, Ying Huai looked at the area around his tree body with a sense of utter despair.

These villagers had become "mom-boys," constantly bringing up their "godmother" whether there was anything wrong or not.

If a child was disobedient, complain to the godmother! If the harvest was bad, complain to the godmother! If they were bullied by people from other villages, complain to the godmother!

Whether it was useful or not, they just enjoyed the fun of complaining.

Villager 1: A ninety-year-old elder dragged his seventy-year-old son to kneel before the tree, repeatedly calling out "godmother." His son was disobedient, secretly eating candy when sick, and crucially, unfilial – he secretly ate it all himself!

Villager 2: A woman in her forties dragged her adult daughter to accuse the godmother Ying Huai, complaining that her wild child had beaten up the thirty-second blind date.

But more often than not...

Villager 3: "Godmother, please control this brat! He set my house on fire again today. The fire, whoosh, just went up..." A man, sniffling and teary-eyed, complained about the little boy standing at his feet.

Villager 4: "Kneel!" Someone next to him dragged a child to the tree, kicked him down to kneel, then turned to cry to Ying Huai.

"Godmother, please control this brat! His grandma's old dog passed away a while ago, right? I don't know what this brat was thinking, but in the middle of the night, he crouched by the old lady's window and imitated a dog barking, scaring the old lady so much she didn't dare get up to go to the toilet..."

Ying Huai looked at the little scamp next to him, who was also crying profusely, feeling a bit speechless.

These people were bullying him because he was a tree and couldn't speak!

Heaven knows, he was truly a male tree!!

Don't be so arbitrary and call him godmother just because he can flower and his branches can be propagated!!!

Not a mom! Don't be a mom!

Ying Huai's tree core screamed, but on the surface, his branches merely swayed with the wind.

Just as he thought he would never be able to transform into human form and speak in this life, the heavens and earth stirred, all things flourished, and spiritual qi revived.

He seized the opportunity and successfully transformed.

Daxi Villagers: ...

What about the promised godmother???

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Many years later, when people mentioned the Chinese scholar tree of Daxi Village again, they all showed reverence, for the place protected by the locust tree had become the home of the common people.

ps: This article is set in a fantasy alternate world. The plot settings serve the story. If it hurts your brain, dear, please ignore it. Let's not use our little brains when reading~ Babies, have fun reading, hugs~