Three months later, it was potato harvest season again, and everyone eagerly awaited it.

The military and the municipal government sent people early on, and large trucks were waiting outside the planting sheds. Everyone was waiting to announce the joy of the harvest.

When the first potato seedling was pulled out, there were only a few small, shriveled potatoes scattered about. Everyone in the greenhouse thought it was just an accident.

As the potato seedlings were pulled out one by one, everyone's expression changed.

Bai Hongwei, Lin Wang, Li Mingli, and He Guizi, four pampered young masters who never lifted a finger in the kitchen, couldn't resist and personally pulled up the rice seedlings. The more they pulled, the worse their complexions became.

Neither the quantity nor the size and quality can compare to the previous two harvests.

Lin Wang exclaimed in surprise, "What happened? How could this be!"

He grabbed the person in charge of the planting shed by the collar and angrily demanded, "What's going on? How did you plant this?"

The manager turned pale; he had no idea what was going on.

How difficult can growing potatoes be? It's just a matter of maintaining the temperature inside the greenhouse and ventilating it occasionally. He did exactly what Researcher Tang instructed.

The community rewarded the planting team with a large number of contribution points for their first two successes, and they put in even more effort this time than ever before.

"I, I, I..."

I talked for a long time, but I still couldn't come up with anything.

The military commander and municipal government officials were dumbfounded. What was going on? Their families were waiting for the potatoes to be cooked!

The news spread like wildfire, causing an uproar both inside and outside the planting shed.

Professor Jin, bundled up tightly, waited outside the shed. As soon as he received the news, he ran home.

Pei Nansheng also wanted to know how the potatoes would turn out without Zuo Ling's spatial well water.

Taking advantage of the chaos at the scene, I went into the tent myself and secretly gasped – the difference was too great.

The fruit was half the size and the number of fruits on the tree was more than half less. He slowly left the greenhouse and went back to find Zuo Ling.

Researcher Tang was restless. His wife had just entered the room and eagerly asked, "How did it go?"

Professor Jin shook his head; he was breathing rapidly and his chest was heaving violently from climbing the stairs too quickly.

Researcher Tang patted his wife to help her catch her breath and said urgently, "Tell me quickly, what happened?"

Professor Jin caught his breath: "I didn't go in. It was in an uproar inside. They said the size, appearance, and quantity were all very different."

Researcher Tang slammed his fist into his other hand, exclaiming, "I knew it!"

After a moment of silence, he said angrily, "Zuo Ling is really something. She has the ability, so why can't she help everyone?"

In the extreme cold and darkness, the entire country suffered a complete crop failure. Having spent half her life researching agriculture, she felt a deep sense of responsibility to ensure everyone had enough to eat. This innate sense of mission made it difficult for her not to harbor resentment towards Zuo Ling.

Professor Jin comforted his wife, "Perhaps she has something she can't say. Now you should think about what to do."

"I?"

She's paralyzed on one side; who can do anything to her?

Professor Jin said, "This is a huge matter. As long as you have a breath left, they will definitely come to ask about it."

Researcher Tang said angrily, "I'm paralyzed on one side and can't even speak clearly. What can they possibly ask me?"

...

Upstairs, Pei Nansheng was talking to Zuo Ling about the planting greenhouse.

Zuo Ling said helplessly, "It's my fault. I was too soft-hearted. I just wanted us to have a stable living environment."

The residents of Noah's Ark Community are considered well-off. After more than a year, their stockpiles are almost gone, and it's hard to say how much longer they can last.

The three siblings had no shortage of food and drink, and no matter how they pretended, their appearance and the flesh on their bodies were real.

The residents of the community had eaten their fill, and they squeezed into the crowd so they wouldn't stand out too much.

However, if you can only take care of one thing, you can't take care of the other; there will always be shortcomings.

...

Even if the harvest is bad, it's still potatoes.

After all of them were taken out, they were weighed and found to be a little over 8,000 jin (4,000 catties).

This is more than two-thirds less than the 25,000 jin last time, and this is after expanding the planting area.

The military and municipal government officials were dumbfounded. The difference was so huge—one-third of theirs. Should they take it or not?

The residents of the community became agitated, saying, "We don't even have enough to eat for ourselves, why should we give it to you?"

"You have national reserves to back you up, but what do we have? We only have this much stuff, and you still want to rob us."

"Are you here to protect us, or to plunder us?"

"No, we can't give it to them! Our families are starving and crying for food. We absolutely cannot give it to them!"

"..."

Conflicts between the military and civilians, and between the government and the people, are on the verge of erupting.

Finally, the military region and the municipal government withdrew from the allocation, and the relevant leaders instructed Bai Hongwei and his colleagues to investigate why the output had been severely reduced.

The sweet potatoes and potatoes in the southern area were planted half a month later than those in the northern area. After hearing this, Guo Qi went to the site to check the situation.

Holding a potato barely bigger than an egg, he grew anxious and asked Bai Hongwei, "What happened? Didn't you say the harvest was good? What went wrong?"

Bai Hongwei was filled with resentment, but he had no idea what was going on.

Firewood, charcoal, and coal were plentiful, more than ever before. He and Lin Wang would come to the planting shed several times a day.

With the crop failing, everyone from top to bottom knew that planting was the top priority, so who would dare not be meticulous!

After seeing off the military and municipal government officials, Bai Hongwei and three others carrying gifts arrived at Professor Jin's house that same day.

In their view, the only difference between this time and the last was that Researcher Tang was not present.

Researcher Tang lay on the bed, his mouth crooked and his eyes slanted, his hands trembling slightly, and drool dripping down the corners of his mouth.

Bai Hongwei and the others were dumbfounded. How were they supposed to ask them this?

Professor Jin looked sad: "He's taken the medicine, but he's not getting better. I'm so ashamed to trouble you all to come and see my husband, Mr. Tang."

Lin Wang was an impatient man. "Get the best doctors here and make sure Old Tang gets better."

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