"Why, Lao Shen?"
Shen Yanming chuckled, "No reason why, aren't we just rich and powerful?"
Zhang Heping was somewhat unconvinced, but Ji Kangyong didn't care much. Because, for the two of them, one-tenth of the grain was really not a big deal.
After listening to their argument, Li Zhaozhao smiled and explained, "Old Shen is in the guard team, so he should be able to eat in the canteen. So compared to us, he really is the richest one."
"Then aren't you?" Zhang Heping retorted.
Li Zhaozhao choked, stammering, "I... well, I guess I could manage. But my situation is different from yours; I have a family to support! Not just my dad, my mom, and my sister, but also my maternal grandparents, paternal grandparents, uncles and aunts, and..."
"Come on, are you showing off how many relatives you have or what!" Zhang Heping rolled his eyes. "I know your Li family is large, but they all own land. Why would they need to use the produce from your land?"
Li Zhaozhao touched his nose and said, "Hehe, I was exaggerating a bit."
But honestly, having more relatives means having more things to consider. We really need to store up all the food properly, just in case someone suffers a disaster and has nothing to eat.
Ji Kangyong nodded, "That's how it should be."
Amidst the puzzled looks of the crowd, he explained, "Haven't you noticed that it hasn't rained lately? The wheat on Qingning Mountain, apart from ours, the security team's, and a few other families who water it diligently, has mostly withered and yellowed leaves."
It's currently the grain-filling stage, and if we don't take care of it, it might result in empty ears, shriveled grains, or underdeveloped grains. If everyone doesn't pay attention, I'm afraid they won't harvest much grain in the end.”
"Is it that serious?" Li Zhaozhao exclaimed in surprise. Although he also dealt with the land in the labor service team, he was in charge of medicinal herbs and was not very knowledgeable about food crops.
Shen Yanming nodded, "Indeed, the sunlight and rain during the grouting period will directly affect the yield."
"Then I'll have to go back and tell my parents to hurry up and water the fields," Li Zhaozhao said, slapping his thigh.
"Yes, but you have to be careful to use the right amount. Too much water will cause the wheat to lodging, and you can't irrigate during the midday heat," Shen Yanming reminded.
Li Zhaozhao nodded, "I understand!"
Listening to everyone's conversation, Zhang Heping felt utterly ignorant. He poked at his bowl with his chopsticks, and even the rice suddenly tasted bland.
Upon hearing the sound, Ji Kangyong tapped his hand with his chopsticks and scolded, "Eat properly. Don't waste food if you don't want to eat anymore."
Zhang Heping winced in pain, glanced at everyone with a wronged expression, but still obediently replied, "Oh!"
Shen Yanming could roughly guess what he was thinking. This guy was probably worried about being excluded by everyone, so he took the opportunity to seek attention.
He laughed and said, "See? If you don't work hard, you really will be eliminated by this world. Let's see if you dare not exercise properly in the future."
Li Zhaozhao also suppressed a laugh, "Yes, our labor force is conducting various survival skills courses, and those courses have been recorded and uploaded online."
If you have time, you can learn it too; it's quite useful.
Then, glancing at Shen Yanming and Ji Kangyong, he added, "Of course, it would be even better if you could improve your martial arts skills. I know many people don't have the opportunity to learn martial arts, but you do. With two powerful figures behind you, can't you learn some moves from them?"
Zhang Heping glared at Li Zhaozhao before reluctantly nodding, "I know, they've already taught me a lesson today. But what about you? You've started practicing too?"
Li Zhaozhao raised his eyebrows proudly, "Of course, our labor team hired a top-notch coach from the security team. After studying for more than half a year, I can now easily take on at least two strong men."
Zhang Heping looked on with envy. He opened his mouth wide and asked repeatedly, "You're not lying to me?"
Li Zhaozhao rolled his eyes. "What good would it do you to lie to me?"
"Damn it, I've really become the weakest chicken here! I really want to die!" Zhang Heping was furious and embarrassed. Without thinking, he grabbed Li Zhaozhao and they started to wrestle and scratch each other. Of course, it wasn't a very hard fight.
Shen Yanming's eyes flashed. If Li Zhaozhao hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have known that even the labor force was being prepared in advance.
The group spent a pleasant afternoon laughing and joking around.
Seeing that it was getting late, Li Zhaozhao, Zhang Heping, and Ji Kangyong all got up to say goodbye.
Shen Yanming didn't try to stop them, and simply divided the fruit from the two boxes among the three of them. After they left, he washed the dishes and chopsticks, wiped the table, and mopped the floor.
Bi Qiaoan was a little sleepy after chatting with everyone all afternoon. While Shen Yanming was tidying up the house, she went back to her bedroom, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep soon after.
After finishing the cleaning, Old Shen looked at his wife, who was sleeping like a little pig, smiled helplessly, then opened the wardrobe, took out a summer quilt and a mattress, folded them up, wrapped them in an old sheet, and took them down to the parking lot.
After returning, Comrade Shen went to the vegetable room and glanced at the several pots of vegetables that hadn't been tended to for a long time. They were either wilted or completely dried out.
All he could do was water it once and then leave it to fate.
After thinking for a moment, he put the withered one into his spatial storage and the still green one into the car, preparing to take it back to the guard team.
The reason I did this was because I realized I had misunderstood something.
He originally planned to go back to Qingyu Community to stay on the weekend, and then bring back a week's worth of vegetables when he returned to the guard team.
But ask yourself, whose vegetables can survive a week of drought in the sweltering summer heat without anyone to care for them?
Perhaps making some watering gadgets could barely do it, but is it really necessary?
So, it's better to just bring the flowerpot back to the guard unit and take good care of it. Even if the dormitory is small, there's still an empty bedroom, isn't there?
It's not a problem to put a few potted vegetables in that empty bedroom or on the balcony.
After all, this is just decoration; we don't expect them to bear a lot of fruit or grow many leaves.
So, Shen Yanming ran up and down the stairs two or three times until he had filled the trunk and the back seats before returning to the 16th floor.
Then, he leaned back on the sofa, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a tissue, sandwiched half a watermelon between his legs, held a spoon in his left hand and his phone in his right.
One moment she'd scoop out a spoonful of melon pulp and put it in her mouth, the next she'd be editing a few messages on her phone.
As for what was edited, it was nothing more than reminding everyone to pay attention to the issue of watering wheat during the grain-filling stage.
Because he was only a dabbler, he found relevant articles on professional websites, added his own understanding, and then forwarded them.
Of course, the same caution remained. Comrade Shen reminded everyone in bold capital letters: "For reference only, no responsibility assumed."
Then I sent the article to Li Zhaozhao and Ke Wenpei as a form of theoretical support for them.
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