When Shen Qiqi heard Mrs. Lu's sarcastic words, she felt as if she had swallowed a fly and was indescribably disgusted.

She bit her lip, her eyes slightly reddened. That's right, she traveled back to the barren 1970s and finally wanted to do something new, but ended up being poured cold water by her own sister-in-law. Who wouldn't feel wronged?

When Lu Qing saw his wife's expression, he immediately became furious. He rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go forward to argue, but was stopped by Shen Qiqi.

"Brother Qing, don't be impulsive!" She shook her head, the grievance in her eyes disappeared in an instant, replaced by a hint of determination, "Let's not argue with her, let's show her what 'slap in the face' means!"

Seeing that Shen Qiqi didn't respond, Mrs. Lu thought she was scared, so she put her hands on her hips and raised her voice even louder: "Oh, are you afraid to say anything? I told you, with her little cleverness, how can she turn the world upside down?" The villagers who were watching the excitement around her also began to whisper, and some even laughed along with Mrs. Lu. Shen Qiqi only felt a buzzing sound in her ears, like a group of flies flying.

But she is not a little white rabbit that can be slaughtered at will!

Taking a deep breath, Shen Qiqi dusted herself off, turned around and walked towards the field.

Lu Qing followed closely behind, and the two of them began to work busily in the fields like two tireless old cows.

Plowing the soil, sowing seeds, and applying fertilizer, every action is full of strength and determination.

Mrs. Lu looked at Shen Qiqi's busy figure and felt even worse. How could this damn girl act like nothing happened?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and the flames of jealousy burned fiercely in her heart.

She just didn't believe that Shen Qiqi could really come up with anything!

As the sun sets, the sunset dyes half the sky red. Shen Qiqi and Lu Qing finally finish their work. They are sweating profusely, but they can't hide the joy on their faces.

Looking at the tidied fields, Shen Qiqi's heart was filled with hope, as if she saw golden ears of wheat swaying in the fields.

"Brother Qing, do you think we can succeed this time?" Shen Qiqi turned to look at Lu Qing, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Lu Qing gently put his arm around her shoulders and kissed her forehead: "Don't worry, Qiqi, I believe you!"

At this moment, a figure appeared stealthily at the edge of the field. It was Lu Ersao.

Her eyes were rolling around, as if she was planning something bad...

"Hey? Isn't that warehouse manager Liu? Why is he coming this way..."

Shen Qiqi took out a small bag of seeds from her shoulder bag. The plump seeds shone with a healthy luster.

This is a new variety that she had obtained from the staff of Wu Seed Station after much effort and persuasion. It is said that its yield is much higher than that of ordinary seeds.

Shen Qiqi still remembered the indifferent look on the Wu Zhongzi station attendant's face at that time. If it weren't for her eloquent words, her appeal to both emotion and reason, and her "three sincere tricks", she probably wouldn't have even been able to get in.

She carefully scattered the seeds in the field, as skillfully as an old farmer.

This was not an act. She had pondered the scriptures she had learned from Uncle Li in the neighboring village over and over again, and she almost knew them by heart.

She now knows everything about "precision sowing" and "reasonable density planting".

Of course, Uncle Li was hiding it at the beginning, fearing that teaching his apprentice would starve him to death. It was only when Shen Qiqi took out her "trump card" - the mung bean cake she made by herself - that she pried open his mouth.

"This girl is really good!" Uncle Zhou smacked his lips as he watched from the side. He had originally firmly believed that "the method passed down by our ancestors is the best", but now he began to waver.

He had lived for most of his life and had never seen this method of sowing. His heart felt itchy, like a cat's claw.

Lu Qing acted as Shen Qiqi's "exclusive assistant" throughout the whole process, serving water and moving things, and was very busy.

He would steal a glance at Shen Qiqi from time to time, his eyes full of love, as if she was the only one left in the world.

Shen Qiqi felt Lu Qing's gaze, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her heart was sweet.

This damn love comes so unexpectedly!

After sowing the seeds, Shen Qiqi scooped out fertilizer from another bag and spread it evenly on the field.

This fertilizer is not an ordinary fertilizer, but an "enhanced version" that she improved herself by "stolen" the fertilizer from Liu, the warehouse manager, and combining it with modern agricultural knowledge.

Thinking back to the time when warehouse manager Liu had that deadpan look of "Do whatever you want, I'm not responsible anyway", Shen Qiqi felt her teeth itching when she thought about it now.

If she hadn't used both soft and hard tactics, and added a few "tricks", the fertilizers would have been eaten up by the rats long ago.

After doing all this, Shen Qiqi straightened up, stretched, and a confident smile bloomed on her face.

She seemed to have seen the scene of a good harvest, with golden wheat waves rolling and heavy rice ears bending the rice field.

"Brother Qing, look, our fields are so different!" Shen Qiqi pointed at the fields, her tone full of pride.

Lu Qing stroked her hair gently, "Qiqi, you are awesome!"

At this time, Uncle Zhou came over and looked at Shen Qiqi with a complicated expression, "Qiqi girl, you..."

Before he could finish, Mrs. Lu's voice came from a distance, "Oh, the sun is rising from the west? Some people really take themselves seriously..."

The crops in the fields began to sprout and grew well, but after a few days, some minor problems arose. The leaves began to turn yellow and looked wilted.

Uncle Zhou jumped out immediately, with his hands behind his back, shaking his head like an old scholar, and said, "I told you, what good can come of this mess? What our ancestors left behind is the truth!" His old face was so wrinkled that it looked like a dried date. His tone was full of sarcasm, and he almost had the words "waiting to see you laugh at me" written on his face.

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