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Zhou Ziang took a few steps forward. The soil in this area was essentially the same due to lack of human care, and the vegetation was sparse. Between the small dirt mounds, the traces left by mules and horses were still visible.
"Right here, Uncle, look, this is a cotton tree, and it's grown so well," Pali Dan led Zhou Ziang to a tree that was four meters tall; whether it truly was a cotton tree was debatable since they normally don't grow that tall.
Zhou Ziang, being over 1.8 meters tall, could reach the lowest branches of the tree with his hand and felt the leaves, confirming the patterns on them.
Pali Dan looked up at Zhou Ziang with anxiety, insisting that he believe her; this tree was grown from cotton seeds she had secretly kept while picking cotton for others.
After the tree grew, she had even called her friends to show them, wanting them to see that her family could grow good cotton trees.
