I know you're doing this for my own good
On the day of the Spring Festival, the entrance to Songbai Village was blocked by a crowd of people.
In the center of the crowd, an elderly man with white hair twirled his long beard. He exchanged a glance with the solemn-looking old man beside him and said slowly, "Fellow villagers, I'm sure you all know that today's Spring Festival is a little different from previous ones."
Upon hearing this, the villagers all looked around at the same time, looking at the strong and fat livestock that were being watched over in an orderly manner.
"As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. Today, our Songbai Village's friendly neighbor, Muye Village, has come to us with great sincerity to seek education, in order to resolve this well-known land crisis."
Upon hearing this, Village Chief Li's passionate speech was surprisingly silent among the crowd. Not only was the reaction lukewarm, but a few even shook their heads.
Seeing this, Village Chief Li glanced sideways at Village Chief Zhang, who was frowning beside him. He coughed lightly and spoke loudly, "It's impolite not to reciprocate. Muye Village has also promised that whoever adopts our proposal will be able to take all of these carefully selected, top-quality livestock. And if anyone among us can come up with a solution for them, they will send an old man to the village to teach us the best ways to raise livestock."
Hearing that the strong livestock could fall into the hands of one person, the quiet crowd may have become a little restless.
However, the land problem in Makino Village has been a well-known problem for many years and cannot be solved overnight. It is not the first time that they have gone to the surrounding villages to ask military advisors for advice.
So many learned old farmers have been defeated time and time again, and they, the unknown small farmers who have cultivated fertile land but have not yet made a name for themselves, can only be powerless even if they are jealous.
But there might be someone bold and courageous among the crowd, someone with real talent and knowledge. Upon hearing this, they had already quietly pushed through the crowd and took a few steps towards the village chief.
Seeing this, Village Chief Li's face beamed with joy and he laughed out loud, "Now, I see that every household has gathered here. This huge block of earth placed before me was transported intact from Muye Village. Anyone with ideas is welcome to take a closer look and discuss the solution."
As soon as he finished speaking, many people rushed towards the clod of earth.
In addition to the young people who don't believe in evil, there are also many old farmers who have been farming for many years and go to watch with the intention of redeeming their previous shame.
They first assessed the appearance of the soil block with their naked eyes and made a rough judgment. Then, they frowned and gently picked up the gravel.
When the dirt from the hand grinder fell to the ground, all the spectators, except Song Tiaotiao, sighed and lamented.
In their eyes, this rare and strange soil was obviously even rougher and drier than the previous times they had handled it.
But Song Tiaotiao saw it all, but she was determined in her heart. She was busy telling the system that the relevant treatment plan for the saline-alkali land could be finalized.
Seeing the talented scholars in the village all shaking their heads and leaving in disappointment, the crowd's whispers grew increasingly noisy.
"Their hard soil couldn't be saved even when the river was full, but it hasn't rained for a long time. Everyone is desperate for water, like ants on a hot pot. Now they want to come here to heal their old sore of water shortage."
"That's right. They said they were teaching us how to raise livestock, but Songbai Village has always made a living through trade and farming, not raising chickens, ducks, geese, or dogs. They said it was a very high-sounding thing, but they gave us something we can't use at all. I think they saw that we are the source of the Songbai River, and now the water is scarce, so they want to get a piece of the pie."
From time to time, the voices questioning the intentions of Muye Village became increasingly powerful. After seeing the tacit affirmation of the villagers of Songbai Village, the village chief Zhang of Muye Village was already furious at the criticisms that reached his ears.
Under the repeated comfort of Village Chief Li, although Village Chief Zhang tried hard to suppress the rebuttal that was about to come out, his face turned red due to internal injuries and he was about to give up.
Seeing this, Village Chief Li waved to the crowd and said calmly, "Everyone, please calm down. Muye Village and we have always shared the same river water, and the two villages are as close as family. Now, putting aside the fact that the water level in their village is almost the same as ours, first look at the livestock we see before us. To have grown to their current size, they must have drunk enough water along the way to stay so energetic. Muye Village is here simply because Songbai Village has always relied on farming and is full of talented people. The two villages have been connected for generations, and we have earned their trust, so they are sincerely asking for help."
Village chief Li has always been highly respected in Songbai Village. Now that he has proved his innocence, all the suspicions have gradually subsided.
But this silence lasted for a long time after he finished speaking, until he sighed helplessly.
During this period, it was not difficult for him to realize a fact, that is, no one had come up with a solution.
Seeing this, he twirled his beard, shook his head, and sighed, "If we can't come up with a good solution right now, let's just sit back and discuss it slowly. Village Chief Zhang of Muye Village will be staying at my house for the next few days and won't leave until some time later. If anyone can come up with a solution in the near future, please come and discuss it with us. I see everyone has work to do today, so I won't delay you all... Let's adjourn."
Seeing the crowd disperse, Song Tiaotiao's eyes flickered and she smiled at Gu Chengjue beside her: "Chengjue, let's go home first. When we get home, I have something I want to ask you."
Gu Chengjue has seen many people looking sad recently. Now, when he looked at the energetic Song Tiaotiao in front of him, it was like encountering the first fresh flower on a dry branch.
Seeing this, he smiled and nodded, saying, "I will do as Tiao Tiao said."
After returning home, Song Tiaotiao wrote down the practical drawings that had been organized with the system on paper, and verbally described the solutions he had prepared in advance to Gu Chengjue for record.
Song Tiaotiao divided the entire treatment process into three phases: the early phase involved removing salt and water, the mid-phase allowed for the planting of salt-tolerant crops, and the late phase allowed for the resumption of cultivation once the land had been restored.
Of course, when the plan is put into practice, it will not be as easy to understand as when the words are written on paper.
Not only does it require long-term practice, but it also requires preventing complications. Therefore, after Song Tiaotiao wrote the plan, he checked and filled in all the relevant matters he could think of, marked the precautions, and the approximate time required for implementation of each stage.
By the time all this was ready, the sun was setting.
After the two of them finished their meal, Song Tiaotiao seized the time and started a new round of struggle under the candlelight.
On the other side, Gu Chengjue had completely recorded the water conservancy plan that Song Tiaotiao had spoken of.
On this side, Song Tiaotiao was still holding a pen, carefully sketching on the drawing.
While she was working with her pen, she had to simplify the drawing in her mind without destroying the original function, and then break down the key points one by one and explain the reasons behind them. Therefore, it can be said to be a slow and meticulous job.
Gu Chengjue looked down at Song Tiaotiao's serious expression for a long time. Finally, he couldn't help but whispered to Song Tiaotiao, "Tiaotiao, the moon is now on the willow branches. You have been working hard for a long time today. The candlelight is dim. Don't hurt your eyes."
Hearing this, Song Tiaotiao looked up at him, blinked her almond-shaped eyes, shook her head and smiled, "I'm not always like this. I just think that if we seize the time to find a solution now, then if something unexpected happens, we won't be so helpless under the pressure of natural disasters and let them slaughter us."
Hearing this, Gu Chengjue's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything to persuade him in the end.
Now, he understood Song Tiaotiao's painstaking efforts, so he observed her every move from the side. While thinking about disaster relief work in his mind, he occasionally served her snacks and adjusted the candlelight.
Looking at the gradually dimming candlelight, Gu Chengjue took out a new candle.
Song Tiaotiao was looking at a drawing that was about to be completed in front of her, checking for any omissions in the candlelight. In a moment, for some reason, her eyes suddenly became as bright as daylight.
She raised her eyes blankly, and met Gu Chengjue's eyes in the warm candlelight.
Gu Chengjue looked at her with a puzzled look in his eyes, and explained, "Actually, I had thought of finding more candles to light for you, but then I changed my mind and was afraid that I might burn you... So, I waited until the previous candles were about to burn out, and then lit this one..."
Song Tiaotiao looked at Gu Chengjue's clear pupils.
Those eyes, now in the candlelight, looked like magma boiling hot to molten gold, or like a clear mountain stream under the sunlight. In short, they were bright... beyond description.
Song Tiaotiao nodded to him and chuckled, "I know you are doing this for my own good."
Hearing this, Gu Chengjue lowered his eyes and smiled, then handed Song Tiaotiao a cup of herbal tea.
Soon, Song Tiaotiao finally finished drawing all the first versions of the drawings, but because Gu Chengjue had a flash of inspiration during this period, she asked the system to search for many ways and methods of surveying groundwater and record them one by one.
If we build water conservancy projects now, but encounter a severe drought, distant water cannot put out the nearby fire. And if we use groundwater reasonably, it will not be a good emergency water source.
When all the work was completed, Song Tiaotiao smiled happily.
The length of tonight's battle was no less than her all-night overtime work in modern times, but she was willing to do it in her heart, and even felt a little refreshed.
Perhaps it was because of working all night that he finally bought his boss a Ferrari, and now he works all night to draw for the benefit of the people. Or maybe...
Song Tiaotiao put down the pen and paper, turned around and looked back, smiling at Gu Chengjue who had stood up and silently watched over her all night.
Or maybe it's an all-nighter, and there's someone who stays by your side without complaint or regrets.
Thinking of this, Song Tiaotiao's eyes flickered and she smiled sincerely, "Cheng Jue, thank you..."
Hearing the voice, Gu Chengjue looked down at Song Tiaotiao, shook his head gently, and smiled softly: "Tiaotiao, have a good rest."
After he finished speaking, he stepped forward and handed Song Tiaotiao the toiletries he had prepared in advance, and put away the paper and pen for her.
The next morning, Song Tiaotiao and Gu Chengjue had breakfast and went to the market separately.
When she arrived at the village chief's house, Song Tiaotiao found it unusually deserted.
Ever since Song Tiaotiao recognized the village chief's house, whenever she passed by, she would see the place full of the atmosphere of life, with villagers coming to give her food or to help.
But now, there was no human voice in the whole yard, only the muffled cries of livestock brought from Muye Village.
Song Tiaotiao was about to knock on the door, but at that moment, Village Chief Li walked into the yard with a broom, ready to sweep the floor.
Seeing this, Song Tiaotiao hurried forward and took the broom.
Village Chief Li was just wondering why the broom he had just obtained had suddenly disappeared. He looked up and saw that it was Song Tiaotiao. He didn't blame him. He stroked his beard and said with a warm smile, "Song girl, what do you want from me, an old man?"
Song Tiaotiao chuckled and said, "Grandpa Village Chief, I'm here to help you with your urgent need." After that, she gently shook the stack of papers in her hand in front of Village Chief Li.
Hearing this, Village Chief Li's eyes flickered. After a moment, he shook his head and sighed, "Song girl, I know you have a kind heart, but I'm willing to believe you if you can turn this animal into Dongpo pork elbow or braised pork that will make my mouth water. But I've never heard of you getting involved in farming. Please don't make fun of me."
Hearing this, Song Tiaotiao's eyes flickered as she handed the paper to the village chief: "Grandpa Village Chief, this is a solution I spent a whole night painstakingly working on. You have to read it before you can understand the answer."
Seeing that Song Tiaotiao was so persistent, Village Chief Li shook his head and picked up the paper to look at it with a smile, thinking of making the younger generation happy.
But who would have thought that the more he read the content, the more shocked he became, and the more delighted he became.
When Village Chief Li looked up at Song Tiaotiao again, his eyes were as bright as a torch, as if he had seen a treasure that had been hard to find for a thousand years. "Song girl, tell me quickly, how likely is your implementation method to work?"
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