Qiaoqiao said the chestnut tree was already over a decade old, the original species of chestnut that hadn't been grafted.
Now it had grown extremely tall, and he wasn't exaggerating when he said it was as tall as a three-story building; even the trunk was alarmingly thick.
Since Song Tan came back, he often gave it special attention, that's why the chestnuts were particularly noticeable this year. They seemed so plump and heavy, as if they would fall at any moment.
But Qiaoqiao was right, these abundant, ripening fruits showed off a lush green color and fierce spikes, and they would be ready only next month at the earliest.
However, even when they matured, the chestnuts were only a bit bigger than ping-pong balls. And given their height, it was simply impossible to reach them—it was just a waiting game until they fell naturally…
By that time, they were generally worm-eaten already.
