Looking at the child sleeping on the urea bag, Xie Yan felt a mix of emotions churning within him.
Anger, heartache, worry, lingering fear, and a whole host of other emotions overwhelmed me, and I couldn't find the right words to describe them all at once.
Feeling his heart still pounding wildly, Xie Yan felt an urge to hit the child.
But then I looked at her tiny body, curled up casually on the bag, her rosy little face squeezed together, sleeping so casually and strangely, and my heartache instantly took over.
Xie Yan really couldn't understand what was going on in this little head of his, why he suddenly had the idea to come here to sleep.
Besides, she doesn't usually feel sleepy at this time of day.
Outside, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees in the yard.
Xie Yan took a deep breath, slowly squatted down, and gently and carefully picked up the child.
He walked through the main room, his steps extremely light, as if afraid that he might accidentally wake the little darling in his arms.
After gently placing the child on the kang (a heated brick bed), Xie Yan looked at Chaochao, who was still sleeping soundly in a different place, completely unaware of the change of location, and was once again overwhelmed with mixed feelings.
He couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her rosy cheeks as she slept. The touch was soft and warm, like a ray of sunshine shining into his heart, which had just been shrouded in fear.
He secretly vowed again that he would take his child with him wherever he went from now on. It was so worrying to leave a child alone; in just a short while, it felt like he had gone through a life-or-death ordeal.
This time it was indeed his fault.
Because of her maturity and understanding, like a big child, people forget that she is still under two years old, a baby who cannot leave her mother's arms and needs to be breastfed.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the door, and Yu Shan walked in.
The room was dimly lit. Yu Shan noticed that Xie Yan was staring intently at the sleeping Chaochao with a worried expression. Thinking that Chaochao was injured, he quickly asked, "Did you fall?"
Xie Yan shook his head, snapping out of his thoughts, and turned to look at Yu Shan. "No, Father. What have you thought about the biogas digester?"
Yu Shan subconsciously touched the pipe in his hand, but did not light it as usual. He slowly said, "This is no small matter. I can only promise you that I will allocate one acre of land to you. You can try it out first."
"If it really can increase production as you say, then I don't need to say anything more; the villagers will definitely respond enthusiastically."
“But you know the village doesn’t have much money. You’ll have to pay for the biogas digester you’re building yourself.” Yu Shan felt ashamed saying this, but there was really no other way; the village really didn’t have any money in its account.
Xie Yan had never intended to take the village's money, and he didn't take Yu Shan's last sentence to heart at all.
He was still thinking about the experimental field.
After thinking it over, I realized that Yu Shan's words made sense.
Biogas digesters are indeed a novelty for the villagers, and it's unrealistic to expect everyone to accept them all at once.
Once everyone sees the benefits next year, they'll all be eager to build biogas digesters without anyone having to encourage them. This can't be rushed; we have to take it one step at a time.
Xie Yan nodded and replied, "Okay, Dad. There's a lot of space behind my house. I'll build a biogas digester there first. I heard that the government provides technical support for building biogas digesters. Dad, could you take some time to go to the commune and ask?"
Yu Shan waved his hand dismissively, “No need to ask. When I went to the commune for a meeting last year, the commune leaders mentioned this matter. But this thing requires technical personnel to guide it, and what we lack most here is talent in this area, so it has never been assigned to our village.”
Xie Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had grasped a lifeline, and he said urgently to Shan, "Father, could you go to the commune again and tell them that we don't need to send technicians here for the time being, but we are currently lacking some construction materials, and ask the commune if they can approve it for us?"
He raised his eyes, a confident glint in them. "I know the technology, we can do it ourselves, we just lack the materials."
This is not just Xie Yan making things up.
In his past life, he encountered knowledge about biogas digesters in his junior high or high school textbooks, and he was immediately captivated by it.
He was filled with curiosity and a desire to explore new knowledge. With this strong interest, he not only learned the knowledge in the books very thoroughly, but also made use of the school's laboratory facilities to conduct related experiments by himself.
At that time, he was full of hope, thinking that he would build such a device in his own home after returning home, to bring convenience to his family.
To master this technique, Xie Yan would go to the laboratory whenever he had free time, practicing each step repeatedly until he could do it fluently and naturally, as if it were breathing.
However, when he returned home full of joy, he was met with a heavy blow—his family simply couldn't gather enough waste materials such as straw and manure, and his wonderful plan had to be shelved.
But now, standing in this familiar house, looking at his simple and honest father-in-law, Xie Yan keenly realized that this technology was simply tailor-made for Xiliu Village.
If it can be implemented smoothly, every household in the village will have electricity at night, children can read and write under bright lights, and adults can enjoy a moment of leisure after work. What a wonderful scene that would be!
After listening attentively to Xie Yan's words, Yu Shan's eyes flashed with surprise. He nodded firmly and said, "Okay, I'll go to the commune tomorrow to inquire about the situation."
He had assumed that Xie Yan must know something about this matter, but he was surprised to find that she actually did. This was wonderful.
Actually, Yu Shan himself had considered growing other things, but there was no way around it; the task of supplying grain to the state was there.
But if Xie Yan's plan can really come to fruition, it would be the best thing for the whole village.
In the afternoon, as the sun gradually set in the west, its afterglow streamed into the room through the window.
Yu Yue returned home refreshed after a long day of work, hoping to catch a glimpse of her beautiful wife. However, she was met with a gloomy-faced Xie Yan.
He looked helpless when he learned what his precious daughter had done.
She sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), looked at Chaochao tenderly, and asked earnestly, "Chaochao! Why did you decide to sleep in the bathroom?"
Chaochao raised her head, her eyes full of innocence, and said in a childish voice, "I can't get onto the kang!"
Xie Yan: "?"
"Then you shouldn't have gone to the bathroom either?" Yu Yuehui continued to ask.
Chaochao blinked and explained very seriously, "The bathroom is clean, not dirty!"
Yu Yuehui: "......"
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