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Unlike Jiang Liu, who hardly ever contacts Jiang's father and mother once a year except for calling Grandpa Jiang, Song Peifeng has a very good family atmosphere. He contacts his family every week, sometimes calling his parents, sometimes his grandparents, and sometimes his grandparents.

This time he called his grandfather and told him what Jiang Xi had told him about the current blank layout of the country regarding patents. Jiang Xi said to him: "Throughout the 1990s, the United States and the western island countries were carrying out patent layouts. Once they complete their layouts, it will become a great obstacle to the development of our country's high-tech industries in the future."

He certainly knew that his country was still in the process of rapid learning and development. Every year, a large number of talents were sent overseas to learn foreign high-tech technologies. Although many of these talents did not come back, and many could not come back, as long as a few could come back and bring breakthroughs to domestic technology, then these investments would be valuable. The country is already doing it. As for the patent layout, it is not to say that there is no such thing in China, but it is indeed rare.

Grandpa Song did not know who said these words to him, but from the tone of his grandson, he knew that this person should be his peer. At the age of a dozen, he had such a long-term strategic vision that he could see 20 to 30 years in advance.

He said, "When you are free, you can bring your friends to your home for dinner. You are in Beijing and you have never come back."

Grandpa complained.

Grandpa Song knew that there were many talents in the Qing Dynasty, but he had rarely seen young people with such a big vision in all these years. Seeing that his grandson was on good terms with such a person, he naturally wanted to deepen this relationship.

When Song Peifeng heard what his grandfather said, the corners of his lips lifted up, and he looked out the cold window, as if he saw her upstairs through a transparent glass window. His eyes softened, as if he was holding a tiny and gentle light: "Yes." He said.

After listening to what Song Peifeng said, Old Master Song thought about it and decided to make a phone call.

Jiang Xi didn't know that her small butterfly wings, which fluttered slightly, had brought such an impact to this era. It was more than a month later that she heard the news that there was a notice from Peking University and Tsinghua University, asking students and teachers to submit any small inventions and technologies to the school, and the school would apply for patents uniformly. Those who were able to apply for patents would receive bonuses.

There were few students who invented and created things, but there were some. There were also teachers. Which teacher didn't have some technology?

After that, it was initiated by each unit. The private inventions of various factories, enterprises, and technical personnel were passed down by the superiors. They filled in forms and applied for technical patents. Those who successfully applied for technical patents would also receive rewards and subsidies.

At this time, there were still many people who had no awareness of applying for patented technology. Such requirements were issued from above. They were not interested in patents or not. The important thing was to have subsidies.

This era was in the most embarrassing stage. In the true sense, those who made nuclear bombs were not as good as those who sold tea eggs.

The salary growth of internal scientific researchers is not that fast. Many of them are fixed salaries, and the increase is not much. Their technology is developing rapidly, the economy outside is developing rapidly, and people's living standards and income are also developing rapidly. The only

thing that remains unchanged is the salary of these scientific researchers. People have to eat, and these scientific researchers are not immortal men and women who grew up drinking northwest wind. They also have to support their families. For a time, the bonus for applying for invention patents has suddenly aroused everyone's enthusiasm for invention. Many of their own small inventions in the past, even small technologies that only a few friends in a few circles know about, have been submitted by them.

You know, this field of science and technology in our country has already made a breakthrough in 1962. Unfortunately, in the next 20 to 30 years, other countries have been developing rapidly, but our country has been directly interrupted and stagnant, which is lamentable.

Since the Chinese New Year, when Jiang Xi realized that she missed Song Peifeng's company, when they were leaving Shanghai by plane, he was carrying his own bag and pulling her suitcase with one hand. She looked at his empty hand. When they got on the plane, she turned around and looked into his eyes seriously: "Can I read your palm? My dad said that men with soft hands are either rich or powerful."

After saying that, she blinked her eyes seriously.

For some reason, Song Peifeng's heart skipped a beat. Although he thought it was funny, he still showed her his palm.

She pinched his hand, left and right, and finally put her thin palm in his palm, and naturally took Song Peifeng's hand and held it in her palm, just holding it so frankly, pinching it very naturally in her palm, playing with his slender and warm fingers, sighing and saying: "Alas, it's neither soft nor cottony." What

else did Song Peifeng not understand at this time? His face suddenly flushed, his eyes looked straight ahead, but he couldn't control the corners of his lips that kept rising, and the smile between his eyebrows.

He didn't pull his hand back, but let her hold it and play with it. Soon, he had turned from passive to active, and held her hand wherever he went.

Usually, he talked when he wanted to talk, and he always liked to hold her hand and talk, just like she played with his fingers at the beginning, playing with her fingers carefully in the palm of his hand.

His fingers were slender and strong with distinct joints, but her palms, which were clearly covered with thin ropes, felt as soft as clouds when he held them in his hands, just as he felt as soft as being on the edge of clouds.

Although Jiang Xi looked mentally old, she was actually completely blank when it came to emotions. She

was even clumsy and indifferent.

Because her starting point was not from love, but from her need.

Regarding relationships between the sexes, she actually went through three different periods, different moods, and different feelings.

In the first period, she was ignorant, and when everyone around her was urging her to get married, she chose to meet everyone's current requirements for standard women, entered into marriage, and chose to take care of her husband and children.

At that time, she had just entered the system and was not busy at work. She was able to balance work and family. She was the perfect partner, daughter-in-law, and good wife in the eyes of others.

The second period was when she saw through the nature of gender relations and understood that most of the contradictions and troubles in life were caused by gender relations. When her long-term emotional needs were blank and gender relations had become a complete drag on her, she decisively broke up and focused on her career.

During this period, hospitals had physical examinations every year. At the end of the physical examinations, there were psychological tests to test everyone's psychological problems.

At that time, her career was smooth and she felt that anyone in the world could have psychological problems, but she could not.

The third period is long-term. When she has to digest her emotions alone and cannot get relief, whether she is happy or unhappy, proud of her career or depressed, she begins to desire to tell others her true feelings and desires. She needs someone to share when she is proud, and she also needs comfort and company when she is frustrated. Long-term self-digestion and self-suppression have gradually made her show symptoms of bipolar disorder. She is unaware of her depression. When

she found out, she realized that she had fallen into that bottomless black hole and could not climb out by herself. However,

her profession and identity made her choose to see a doctor and take medicine very carefully.

Unlike other people's mania, when she is excited, she just wants to talk, want to communicate with others, want someone to accompany her, and talk non-stop.

But her reason made her suppress her desire all the time. She couldn't say it and couldn't make mistakes.

Until now, Jiang Xi still had no idea about how she was reborn. It was like she woke up suddenly from dizziness in the field.

Rebirth, what was repeated was time and age, not psychology. At the beginning, she was still like in her previous life. She was still silently digesting all kinds of emotions, good, bad, happy, unhappy. She was used to facing and carrying all things alone. The only time her emotions exploded and she couldn't control them was when she was facing Jiang's father.

At that time, she really had a string in her head, just like the top of her head that had been trying to suppress her was blown away by her.

After she regained her senses, she continued to move forward, facing the world she loved with a positive and optimistic attitude.

The only selfishness and exception was Song Peifeng.

She truly felt in him that a young man who grew up in a good family atmosphere was truly strong, stable, and tolerant, as well as gentle, affirmative, and companionable towards her.

Intellectually, she knew that it was unfair to him to pull him into her world.

But emotionally, she liked it.

So she went along with it.

Fortunately, he did not reject her, and even took the initiative to approach her.

Perhaps it was because of the unfair guilt she felt towards him that when they were together, he was not only gentle and tolerant towards her, but she was also gentle and tolerant towards him. The reason for such patience, gentleness and tolerance was that she felt deep down that who cares about having it before, and who wants forever?

If it were a man, this would be a typical scumbag mentality.

But it was also her truest thought at the moment.

Even she herself could not guarantee that she would never change, let alone ask others to? Is forever important? Not important.

Falling in love for the first time, Song Peifeng felt that she liked Jiang Wu more every day. She was sweet and happy every day. She didn't know what Jiang Wu was thinking about in the future. She was still thinking about when to bring her back to the old house to meet her family.

But perhaps it was precisely because she had this idea that she enjoyed the present more and purely enjoyed this relationship. On the contrary, Song Peifeng felt all sweetness without any other pressure.

Song Peifeng is not someone who falls in love at first sight or gets hot quickly. He is a person who warms up very slowly and needs to think calmly. Once he gets hot, it is difficult to cool down. The temperature keeps rising. He has even planned that when they grow old, they will go home hand in hand with crutches in the afterglow of the setting sun. At home, they will read books together in the sun like now.

But Jiang Xi is a person who gets hot quickly. She

gets hot quickly and cools down quickly, which makes her extremely passionate and fully devoted when she is passionate, giving him the best feeling.

When she is cold, she can completely forget that there is such a person by her side, but as long as she sees him, thinks of him, and raises her eyes, her eyes are full of extreme tenderness.

The two of them always get along with each other in a way that Jiang Xi is busy with her own things. When she thinks of him or looks up and sees him, she will go over to him like a cat. When she can't see him, she will be completely immersed in her work and study. On the contrary, Song Peifeng is always chasing and sticking to her.

This spring is destined to be an unusual season. It has been raining since March. The mountain stream is rushing, flowing quickly to the rice fields down the mountain, and then flowing into the Shahe River through the canal.

Jiang Guotai did not stop coveting the sand of Shahe River because of the rising water level of Shahe River. He had been working on the beach of Shahe River since the beginning of spring. He was a shrewd man. Even without Jiang Qing's suggestion, he spontaneously divided the benefits of the smallest sand factory among them. No one person monopolized it. In fact, because he had contracted the sand beach two years earlier, the government officials had not yet realized the value of this beach. He contracted it for 10,000 yuan a year. In order to solve the problem later, he even borrowed 600,000 yuan from the bank at one time and directly contracted the two largest beaches for 30 years.

The local government's fiscal revenue suddenly received 600,000 yuan.

The 600,000 yuan immediately attracted the attention of some leaders, who probably thought that others would not spend so much money to buy something worthless. There happened to be a piece of sand beach that no one had contracted. He told his brother-in-law about it. Many other smart people also realized that this piece of sand beach might not be that simple, so they sent people to go down to see what was going on.

When they got down, they were dumbfounded. The water level of the Shahe River, which had been raining for a month, had risen sharply. The river surface was extremely dangerous, especially for city dwellers who were not familiar with the local river surface. If they were not careful, they might hit the electric wires that were getting lower and lower from the water surface due to the rising water level of the river.

These people drove a motorboat around Shahe River. They could not see anything except the yellow water on the river surface due to the continuous rain.

Not to mention the beach, even the low ridges were flooded, and many paddy fields were flooded.

The ditches used to irrigate the farmland were not closed because of the rising water level of Shahe River. The water from Shahe River began to flow back into the embankment through the ditches, which frightened the brigade near the river and several brigades adjacent to Shahe River and they hurried to close the gates of the canal and Shahe River.

These people came to Shahe and ran around. Not only did they see nothing, but they were also soaked. Two of them would have drowned in Shahe if they hadn't brought two people with them who were good swimmers. They no longer liked this place. They didn't want to go to that place with bad mountains and bad waters.

The local government saw that no one wanted the sandy land, so they went to Jiang Guotai again. They wanted Jiang Guotai to make more efforts to contract the remaining sandy beach.

Jiang Guotai repeatedly said that he really had no money. The money for contracting the other two sandy beaches was all borrowed from the bank.

The leader said that the bank would continue to lend to you!

Moreover, because the remaining beach is not only small, but also geographically located between two large beaches, the former is closer to the neighboring city in terms of transportation. No matter by water or land, large vehicles and ships from other places will buy river sand at the beach close to the neighboring city and leave without spending time and energy on the middle beach near Linhe Brigade. It is closer to Tanshan and Shuibu Town. Shuibu Town is a transportation hub with developed water and land transportation. No matter whether going from Wucheng to Wujiang City or to the provincial capital, people will only go to this sand factory and will not go to the one in the middle.

Jiang Guotai repeatedly said that he had no money, but under the persuasion of the leaders, he reluctantly accepted the smallest, worst-located, and most worthless beach in the middle in order to increase fiscal revenue and give face to the leaders. The price was 50,000 yuan cheaper than the previous two sand factories. In the end, he only spent 250,000 yuan for a 30-year contract to contract the three sand factories in the entire Shahe.

Of course, in order to solve the subsequent troubles, Jiang Guotai also took out 5% of the annual profit from these three sand factories, which belonged to different local governments, and gave it to the government.

At this time, the local government did not know how much money this 5% profit was in terms of fiscal revenue. They only thought that Jiang Guotai was very open and honest in his work, and the leaders were very comfortable with his work.

So far, the three sand factories in Shahe have completely fallen into the hands of Jiang Guotai alone.

At this time, Jiang Guotai thought of Jiang's father again. He really needed people under him, and he really wanted Jiang's father to manage the sand factory. After all, the sand factory was such a big treasure, it was like sitting on a gold mine to make money. He really didn't feel at ease to let others do it. For this reason, he pulled his sister, brother-in-law, and brother-in-law to work together. The sequelae of this were also very obvious. As the business grew bigger and bigger, the intricate personal relationships within the enterprise became more and more complicated.

When Jiang Guotai was around, he could naturally suppress everyone by himself and make them dare not even breathe with him. But once he fell, those people he originally trusted would become the most powerful group of people in the struggle for power later.

Of course, he had no choice but to pull in all kinds of relatives now. He dared not use outsiders, so he could only use relatives.

Jiang Xi had been reminding netizens online since March that the weather this year was not right and there might be floods, so that netizens who saw the news should pay attention to flood prevention.

But her voice on the Internet and using her influence to speak in "Martial Arts" magazine was not as good as her telling Song Peifeng about her concerns about the flood.

At this time, Song Peifeng could actually do very little, but just remind his grandfather, grandmother, uncle, and his father that the rain this year was abnormal.

In fact, there was no need for him to remind them. The weather forecast reported the rainfall every day. His father, Secretary Song, also went to the river bank below to check the water level in the rain again and again. There were more

people like him in the country. Many officials who noticed that the rainfall this year was not right were anxious about the spring ploughing this year. In addition, there might be a little bit of butterfly wings flapping. In this life, the capital city prepared and responded to the major flood that was about to happen this year earlier than in the previous life. One after another, the capital city issued instructions on flood prevention.

Leaders also spoke in the news again and again, saying that they must fight floods and provide disaster relief, but compared with nature, humans are too small.

People like Uncle Jiang, who have been farming all his life, have some experience with weather. Seeing that the weather was not right this year, he planted spring wheat, rapeseed, sweet potatoes and other crops on the mountain land at the foot of the mountain. Adjacent to Shahe River, separated only by a dam, there is a whole piece of paddy field below the hydropower station. It is his own paddy field and Jiang's father's paddy field. He chose not to plant rice this year.

The so-called non-transplanting rice planting is the same as the rice planting method in ancient times. Modern people first soak the rice seeds in water in early spring to germinate. After the rice germinates, they are concentrated and scattered in a paddy field the size of a field until they grow into dense seedlings. Then they are pulled out one by one, tied into handfuls with straw, and thrown into the large paddy field to start transplanting. The yield of rice grown by transplanting will be much higher than randomly scattering the germinated rice seeds in the paddy field and letting them grow wildly.

But this year, Uncle Jiang and his contracted Jiang's father's paddy fields near Shahe River were all sown with rice seeds. If there were no floods, this pattern of sowing rice seeds would reduce their yields a lot, but their local rice is not a high-yield rice, and their main food is still hybrid rice.

However, not everyone makes the same choice as Uncle Jiang. There are still many people who choose to breed normally and plant rice seedlings.

Farmers worked hard all spring and finally planted all the seedlings in the paddy fields. Starting in April, the rain, which had just stopped for a few days, poured out with more rainfall than before.

The floods of this year were extremely rare in the entire history, not only in the area where Jiangjia Village is located. A total of 29 provinces, cities and autonomous regions across the country suffered from flood disasters, and the affected farmland area reached more than 300 million mu.

In early May, the river bank of Shahe was completely submerged. This river has been protecting Jiangjia Village and the entire Wujiang City since the 1950s. It was the embankment that Grandpa Jiang, Dad Jiang and Mom Jiang had built with their shoulders and shovels for their entire lives. In the end, it still failed to stop the extreme flood of this year. The river burst its banks, and the surging floods poured into the rice fields of thousands of households. The entire Yangtze River basin was submerged in a vast ocean.

As early as the end of April, Jiang Xi withdrew most of the money she had invested in the stock market at the beginning of the year. After the rise in the past few months, the money she invested has increased by 159%.

Jiang Xi divided the money into two parts. One part was used to purchase 200,000 life jackets and various supplies, and handed them over to Song Peifeng, hoping to donate these life jackets to the soldiers going to the front line to fight the flood through the Song family. The other part, she organized a volunteer team for flood fighting and disaster relief at school, and personally sent back to her hometown to deliver the supplies that were snatched away by those who were not affected by the disaster in the county and town before they arrived at the disaster area to the hands of the disaster victims below.

This matter may be difficult for others, but it is easy for Jiang Qi, because fortunately, the current secretary of Wucheng happens to be Song Peifeng's father, and her fourth uncle is also the mayor of Yaoba Town. She is more suitable to implement this matter than the donors who are full of enthusiasm to send supplies to the local area but cannot find a suitable contact person, and ultimately the supplies cannot reach the hands of the real disaster victims.

Secretary Song and Mayor Jiang and many other leaders are preparing for flood control and disaster relief every day. Because they took precautions early, there was no problem in terms of casualties, but countless people's houses collapsed and flooded in the flood.

Secretary Song had received a call a long time ago. Jiang Yu, who had just graduated from Wucheng No. 1 Middle School, knew that her hometown had been hit by a disaster, so she donated a large amount of supplies and returned to her hometown to help the elders and fellow villagers in her hometown to overcome the difficulties together.

When he heard about the "large amount" of supplies she donated, he had already thought that this little girl might have emptied all her scholarships for studying in these years. These scholarships, for individuals, are already a very large "huge sum of money", but for these disaster-stricken people, it is still a drop in the bucket.

This is the first donation of supplies that they received in Wucheng. To show his importance, Secretary Song went to the dock in person to greet it, and then he saw that on the vast water, several large ships were sailing in, full of supplies.