From then on, he began a busy life of working overtime.
During the day, under the scorching sun, he toiled away, patiently guiding the bricklayers in their construction, leaving no detail overlooked that might affect the quality of the biogas digester; at night, under the twinkling stars, while others were already asleep, he was still studying construction plans and thinking about how to improve construction efficiency by the dim light.
As the days went by, Xie Yan visibly lost weight, his cheeks grew increasingly gaunt, and his once-fitting clothes became loose and baggy, yet he never uttered a single complaint. (The above is a romanticized version of Xie Yan embellished by the villagers.)
His selfless dedication and concern for everyone gradually spread among the villagers.
Whether they are villagers from this village or people from surrounding villages, everyone who mentions Xie Yan gives him a thumbs up.
As they excessively brainwashed themselves, Xie Yan's voice grew louder and louder.
Xie Yan, who was inspecting the biogas digester with his hands behind his back, had no idea how tall his figure would become in the village.
He just wants to finish the construction work in his own village as soon as possible, so that he can buy more time and build more in the other villages as well. It's not that he has lofty ideals; he just doesn't want the villagers to go hungry.
The significant increase in wheat production has had a profound impact on the monthly cycle.
Although Xie Yan had said that production would increase, she thought it would only increase to 300 jin at most, but she never expected it to reach 600 jin in the end.
This astonishing number hit her like a hammer blow, making her acutely aware of her shortcomings in farming.
So she couldn't wait to start discussing increasing wheat production with Xie Yan.
Xie Yan wasn't actually an expert in this area; he just had a general understanding of many things through the "bombardment" of various information on a daily basis.
But he knew that in order to increase yield, in addition to ensuring sufficient fertilizer, the quality of the seeds was also a key factor.
When it comes to seeds, the village has actually done quite well in this regard.
Although the villagers are not very literate, their rich farming experience makes them deeply aware of the importance of seeds. Every year, the villagers carefully select the plumpest grains and highest-yielding wheat to keep as seeds.
Moreover, seeds from their own village alone are not enough; neighboring villages exchange yield information with each other every year.
If a village produces a high yield of grain, everyone will rush to exchange it for some to grow on their own land.
This is one of the reasons why those villages were so confident when they asked Xie Yan for help in building biogas digesters, since everyone has always helped each other and made progress together in agricultural production.
Watching his wife diligently studying her research, Xie Yan suddenly had the idea of seedling cultivation. He remembered that Grandpa Yuan's hybrid rice had achieved great success through seedling cultivation.
Although wheat and rice are different crops, they are both essential food sources for people's livelihoods, and he felt that there should be some commonalities between them.
However, Xie Yan was not a professional in this field and was afraid of misleading his wife, so he began to use his network of connections to search for relevant books.
He asked around and asked many people, and finally found a relevant book with a friend in Beijing.
Although I only found one book on this topic, it did provide a direction. The library in Beijing has books on related topics, but you can only read them at the library and they cannot be borrowed.
When Yu Yuehui saw the book, her eyes lit up instantly, like someone who had been groping in the dark for a long time suddenly seeing the light. She treasured it like a precious gem and studied it eagerly every day.
Upon learning that there were related books in Beijing, she was even more excited about returning to the capital this year, wishing winter would come immediately.
It was also because Yu Yuehui was too eager to study in depth that they began preparing to go to the capital as soon as winter began.
When Gu Bin heard that Xie Yan and the others were planning to go to Beijing so early this year, he went straight to Yu Shan and begged him until he got permission to return to Beijing.
In the end, it became a journey to Beijing for both families, each with different expectations and full of anticipation for this trip to the capital.
The happiest people were undoubtedly the two little ones, Chaochao and Tongtong.
When they learned that they could go to Beijing together this year, they were so excited they could fly, especially Chaochao. Just thinking about going to Beijing and seeing her own little house soon made her so excited that she tossed and turned in bed all night, unable to fall asleep.
After she rolled over for the nth time, making soft, rustling noises, Xie Yan finally couldn't take it anymore.
He sat up abruptly, and in the dim moonlight streaming in from the window, stared at Chaochao seriously, saying in a deep voice, "Xie Chaolu, if you keep fidgeting like this, I'm telling you, I'm not taking you back tomorrow."
“Your mother and I are going back, and you’ll be spending the New Year here alone with your grandparents.”
When Chaochao heard that he was being called by his full name, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.
Upon hearing his father's stern warning, he immediately and weakly promised, "I, I, I will absolutely not move around again." His voice trembled with obvious fear.
"You'd better keep your word. If you move again and disturb my sleep, you know the consequences." Xie Yan's tone remained stern as he stared directly at Chaochao.
Now Chaochao was even more terrified, nodding hurriedly in a soft, coquettish voice, "I know, Daddy~"
Xie Yan, who was having trouble sleeping and had a headache, was not awakened to his fatherly love at all, and even glared at her with concern.
They're just kids.
It's one thing to not sleep yourself, but to disturb others too, what a terrible habit!
This must be changed!
The main problem is that if she doesn't sleep, she'll still be held by someone tomorrow. What will happen to me and my wife?
I need to get up on time tomorrow.
No, I'll talk to his mother tomorrow and ask her to help build a lower kang (heated brick bed) in the west room so we can sleep separately after we come back from Beijing.
Yu Yuehui sensed Xie Yan's agitation, gently patted his shoulder, and tenderly comforted him, "Don't be angry, don't be angry, anger will make you sick."
As Xie Yan smelled the sweet fragrance emanating from his wife, the anger he felt from being disturbed gradually dissipated. In addition, since Chaochao didn't move around anymore, he soon fell into a deep sleep again.
Chaochao, on the other hand, was so frightened by her father that she didn't dare to breathe or even turn over. She just lay there stiffly, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
The next day, Chaochao was unable to get up.
After everything was tidied up, only Chaochao was still fast asleep, her soft snores rising and falling.
Xie Yan was both annoyed and amused. If she weren't his own daughter, he would have shaken her awake every morning.
Who understands the pain of not getting enough sleep and not being able to get up in the morning!
Moreover, Xie Yan had a problem: if he didn't get enough sleep at night, he would have a headache the next day. Looking at the cup of strong tea on the table, he felt even more like he was about to have a heart attack.
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