Chapter 422 Father's Love is Strong
Chu Mingzhou stayed with Lin's father and mother on the farm for an entire afternoon. The setting sun made the plastic film of the experimental field look like broken gold on the ground.
Father Lin kept holding the breeding manual and was unwilling to let go, his fingers repeatedly stroking the page of "Wolfberry Drought Resistance Data".
The breeder gave him a small packet of wolfberry seeds, which he wrapped in three layers of handkerchiefs, as if he was carrying some rare treasure. Obviously, what was needed for planting was wolfberry seedlings, and there was no use for these seeds, but he was very precious.
"If these wolfberry seedlings can take root in the barren mountains of Suzhou, they can not only stabilize the soil, but also dry the fruit in the autumn."
Wolfberry is produced in abundance in the northwest. Currently, there is no professional wolfberry growing base in the south. If it is introduced there, not only will the market be huge, it will also be the best choice to revitalize barren mountains.
Father Lin squatted in front of the nursery shed, watching the tender green seedlings stretch out their leaves, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement, "I calculated that we can plant about 400 plants per acre, and they will bear fruit in two years. Just selling wolfberries can bring a lot of income to the village."
The breeder poured a cup of wolfberry tea for Lin's father. The reddish-brown wolfberries sank to the bottom of the cup. Each one was plump and looked particularly pleasing. "Comrade Lin, we have an improved version of the 'Ningqi No. 7' wolfberry. Its roots can grow into cracks in rocks. We planted 50 acres of it in Ningxia last year. It has three times more vitality than ordinary varieties."
He pointed to a test site surrounded by wire mesh in the distance and said, "Over there are salt-tolerant red date seedlings. The dates they produce are as big as eggs, but in terms of soil-fixing effect, wolfberry is the most solid.
My personal suggestion is that you should specialize in one type of plant and grow it well first, which is better than doing anything else. Of course, if you want to try more, I can also teach you how to grow it. "
Mother Lin was listening intently and her fingers unconsciously tugged at Father Lin.
She thought of the bare and barren mountain, which was deserted by all the villages within a dozen miles. In the spring, the wind would stir up yellow dust and often cause the waterway for seedling cultivation at the entrance of the village to become clogged.
Looking at the wolfberry seedlings growing vigorously in the black soil in front of me, I suddenly felt that the blueprints that were once out of reach seemed to be able to become a reality in my husband's hands.
The gnarled roots of wolfberry can hold onto the sand firmly. When they grow into red agate-like fruits all over the mountains, the barren mountains may really be turned into "gold mountains".
"Okay, I completely agree with the leader's opinion. We should introduce wolfberries first. We should plant them well and work hard to introduce good wolfberries to the south."
"Well said!"
When he returned home in the evening, Lin's father brought back a large box containing seedling cultivation technology information supported by the military farm.
Father Lin loved it so much that he quickly took it back to the house, saying that he would first memorize and understand it thoroughly and then bring all the information back when the time comes.
"Dad, if you have nothing to do recently, you can go to the military farm often to learn about cultivation and pruning seedlings. When you go back, you can also hold a training class for everyone in the village, specializing in wolfberry cultivation."
"I...Okay, I'll listen to Mingzhou."
"Don't worry about the seeds. The farm will provide them at a preferential price. I will ask the logistics department to arrange the transportation for you. I will ensure that the seedlings are still alive when they arrive in Sucheng."
Father Lin didn't say anything else, but just patted Chu Mingzhou's arm gently, the light in his eyes brighter than the stars.
After dinner, Lin Anan watched her father spread the wolfberry seed samples on the table. There were not many, just a small handful, about a few dozen.
He used a magnifying glass to carefully examine the grains of each seed, and marveled, "They are fuller than ordinary seeds, and how come the shells have such a shiny sheen..."
There are many similar fragments in Lin Anan's mind. It seems that Lin's father has always done things in this way. He is very serious and stubborn. He wants to do it well and will do it regardless of anything else.
Now, in the blink of an eye, his temples have turned gray, but the pair of eyes looking at the seeds are still the same as before.
"An An." Father Lin suddenly put down the magnifying glass and pointed to a hand-drawn topographic map on the table. On it, the largest barren mountain behind the village was circled in red. "I plan to reclaim 20 mu of land at the foot of the mountain as a test field. If the wolfberry grows well, I will expand to the mountain next year.
There is spare labor in the surrounding villages. I want to set up a reclamation cooperative and apply for payment based on work points. At the end of the year, I will reward individuals based on their performance. Look, this is the drip irrigation line diagram I drew. Goji berries are afraid of waterlogging, so we have to divert water to the roots..."
There were a few simple work sheds and a water channel drawn on the edge of the drawing, with "wolfberry field planning" written in pencil next to it.
This guy...really does what he says!
Lin Anan propped herself up and leaned over to take a look.
Looking at this drawing that was filled with so much effort, she suddenly felt how strong her father's hobby was.
He was willing to take on his shoulders little by little whatever she said casually, and then use all his strength to turn them into reality.
"Dad..." Lin Anan's voice was a little hoarse, "You are so amazing, I believe you can definitely make this happen! Then everyone can make money with you and live a good life."
Father Lin laughed, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes squeezed together: "Yes, if we can hang these 'rubies' all over the barren mountain, we will definitely become rich."
The moonlight outside the window gradually grew brighter, and everyone returned to the house.
Lin Anan leaned towards Chu Mingzhou and asked him to massage her head.
"What are you thinking about?"
"I'm thinking about you." Lin Anan blurted out without any intention.
Chu Mingzhou paused.
Lin Anan blinked at him, "Why? Don't you believe it?"
Chu Mingzhou's fingertips rested on the top of Lin Anan's head. The moonlight shining through the window lattice gave his outline a silver edge. When he heard her say "I'm thinking about you", his Adam's apple rolled slightly.
He looked down at her and saw a sly smile at the corner of her eyes.
"What do you miss about me?"
"I was wondering why you look so good. It's really unfair." She reached out and poked Chu Mingzhou's chin.
Chu Mingzhou laughed, holding her mischievous hand, stroking the lines on her palm with his fingertips, looking at her upturned face. The moonlight shattered into two handfuls of galaxies in her pupils. Her face was still rosy and beautiful, like a fairy who had sneaked down to the mortal world in the New Year pictures.
"My Mingzhou is so good~ I love you so much~" Lin Anan hummed and leaned into his arms.
Chu Mingzhou chuckled, grabbed the back of her neck, leaned down, and kissed her lips, "Lin Anan..."
Lin Anan felt that when Chu Mingzhou's kiss fell on her lips, it brought with it the freshness of the northwest evening breeze and a hint of subtle sweetness.
The tip of her nose rubbed against the newly appeared stubble on his chin. She shrank her neck in itchiness, but he pressed the back of her neck with his palm, not allowing her to retreat.
The moonlight came in obliquely, weaving silver threads in the overlapping shadows of the two people.
"Itchy..." Lin Anan muttered vaguely, her eyelashes brushing across his cheek like a butterfly fluttering its wings.
Chu Mingzhou chuckled but didn't let her go. He just gently rubbed the soft flesh on the back of her neck with his fingertips.
That place was a little swollen due to pregnancy, and every time he massaged it, she would let out a satisfied sigh like a cat whose fur was being stroked.
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