Lin Yin didn't want to cry, but her eyes turned red again and tears kept falling. "I can't control myself. As long as you leave my sight, I will panic and feel scared."
Yes, I found the commonality between mother and daughter.
Song Jiayu patted Lin Yin comfortingly and said, "You are a good mother. She has had a hard time these years, and she has to follow you back to Songshan County. Her sense of security depends on you. If you are worried about gains and losses, it will also affect your daughter. Think about it carefully and adjust your mentality."
After giving her a reminder, she asked about something else, "Has Guaiguai's name been changed?"
Speaking of this, Lin Yin's eyes flashed with nostalgia, and she nodded. "Well, her father wasn't very educated. He heard from his comrades that in ancient times, Dongzhu was the most precious, and only the queen had it. He felt that his daughter was also the most precious, so he named her Yang Dongzhu."
"It's a good name." Song Jiayu agreed.
Lin Yin took Dongzhu away from Beilin City. Before leaving, she left a large sum of money under her pillow and a letter of thanks.
This made Zhao Qiuqin sigh with emotion: "Only such loving and righteous parents can give birth to a child like Dongzhu. Even after being raised like honeycomb coal for so many years, the child has not grown up abnormally."
Song Jiayu also laughed: "Then I look like this because I inherited it from you and my dad."
Zhao Qiuqin was praised by her daughter and her face was full of joy. Her steps as she went downstairs to the kitchen were full of happiness.
Song Jiayu did not take all the money left by Lin Yin. She only took the money for Dongzhu to go to the hospital for medical treatment. She asked Gu Siyi, who was traveling between Beilin City and Songshan County and preparing to move, to return the rest to Lin Yin, and added a sentence, saying that this money should be used to raise the child well.
December of 1963 passed just like that.
On the auspicious day of New Year's Day in January 1965, although Song Jiayu had no holiday, she received the first good news of the year at the Third Mountain Agricultural Research Institute.
"Our research shows that this wheat plant's drought resistance meets our expectations. It only needs a small amount of water and won't reduce yields. Even if there's another drought this year, we don't have to worry."
Li Sheng, the team leader of their project, was brimming with happiness. He continued, "There's been little snow this year. They say auspicious snow means a good harvest, but without it, a wheat seedling must not only withstand drought but also insect bites during its growth process. Our Dongfeng-1 has both."
This successfully cultivated wheat plant is like everyone's child, and is looked upon with caring eyes by a group of farming men.
When Song Jiayu saw this scene, she couldn't help laughing.
But she will still be needed to work next. There are five empty greenhouses in the research institute. She has to use the wood-type ability to help this wheat seed grow little by little, and finally turn it into wheat seeds that can fill five greenhouses for the final experiment of Dongfeng-1.
Along with the green fluorescence in the palm of her hand, the hundreds of wheat seeds produced by that wheat ear gradually grew into heavy wheat ears. Then the researcher took the wheat seeds one by one, and Song Jiayu used the wood-type ability to make the seeds grow.
This batch of Dongfeng No. 1 wheat seeds needs to be planted in a greenhouse to simulate an arid and water-scarce ecological environment to ensure that they can not only grow in the hands of Song Jiayu, a capable person, but also grow in the ground.
"Good, very good, Li Sheng, since your project team has seen the light, I have other arrangements for Comrade Xiao Song." Dean Lu came here, first praised everyone, and then took the super useful Comrade Xiao Song away.
Li Shengzhong: ...
"Team leader, can we call Comrade Xiao Song back?" a team member asked.
The other technicians also looked at Li Sheng, the leader of their group. God knows that when Comrade Xiao Song was in the project team, their work efficiency was more than ten times higher than usual!
"It depends on whether we can build Dongfeng-2." Li Sheng said.
Someone else said, "I've been thinking about developing a new type of melon lately. The melons we eat in the summer aren't sweet at all, and the skin is thick. It would be great if we could develop a thin-skinned melon."
"I like studying Big Macs. If a melon could be this big, I would like it just by looking at it."
"Stop daydreaming. Why don't you think about going to heaven?"
"Team Leader Li, aren't you planning to cultivate a new variety of Epiphyllum? And you're talking about us? Ten colors of Epiphyllum? Team Leader Li, you're really creative!"
“…”
Fortunately, Song Jiayu wasn't here at the moment, otherwise she would have to explain to these technicians that ten colors were nothing. Couldn't they dream of something grander? Like a multicolored black? Or a giant cauliflower that grew ten meters tall? Or a bamboo shoot that could transform into a giant titanium sword?
Haha, you are a bunch of people who have never seen the world. I didn’t read those more than 100,000 volumes of my novels in vain!
I also want to grow vegetables on the moon before I die!
After a day of working in a different project team at the research institute, Song Jiayu took the car that picked up President Lu home as usual.
I opened the car door and got out. In my own courtyard, I could still hear the sounds of An An Ningning and Song Beiwang playing around, but next door...
"You said you were good to my eldest grandson, but I've only been here for a day and I've already seen you flirting with him. What's the matter? Do you want to kick him out just because you married him in?"
"Wuwuwuwu... I didn't... Mom, you misunderstood me..."
"Whether I misunderstood or not, I know it very clearly in my heart. I've lived for most of my life and still can't see through your calculations, then all these years of my life have been wasted!"
“…”
After saying goodbye to Dean Lu, Song Jiayu listened to the sounds coming from the courtyard next door and walked into her own door.
A fragrance wafted from the kitchen. She washed her hands and went into the kitchen, intending to help her mother.
Bubbles were bubbling in the big pot, and spare ribs and white radish could be seen in the white soup. In another big pot was stewed potatoes with meat. Song Jiayu took the dough from her mother's hand and kneaded it into the size of a pancake, while Zhao Qiuqin stuck the pancake on the big pot. After sticking it in a circle, the remaining pancake covered the stewed potatoes with meat.
"Mom, why is there a quarrel next door? Isn't it usually the sound of a father beating his child?" Song Jiayu asked. It seems that this man really can't tell who is a green tea girl, or he can only see what is in front of him. Chengcai gets beaten up almost every day.
Zhao Qiuqin whispered, "Early this morning, Chengcai's grandmother from next door came over. She's had four or five arguments with the Cao family's daughter-in-law today."
Song Jiayu nodded silently. It seemed that Chengcai had really invited Old Lady Cao.
This old Cao family is even more lively~
Today's dinner at the Jiang family included lamb ribs and white radish soup, stewed meat with potatoes, pan-fried tofu, and stir-fried cabbage. There were four dishes on the table, and the whole family was eating around the table, including Song Tianshun.
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