Just after cleaning the lotus roots, Yang Shihua came down and said, "Xiao Qi, Professor Luo said he wanted to see the shed at home, so he asked you to take him there. Let me take care of it here."
Meng Qidi cleaned her hands and feet and said, "Well, there's no need to rush to pull up the fishing net. We can do it when we come back."
Handing the lotus root to Uncle Yang, Meng Qidi walked towards the shed.
Professor Zhao Dezhong and Luo were at a loss as to what to do with the barbed wire. Two children were squatting on the side of the road, playing with the little white cat inside the barbed wire.
Seeing Meng Qidi coming, the two of them quickly moved away.
Meng Qidi pulled the barbed wire hard and tore it open. Now that there was no wedding banquet, there was no need to block the barbed wire.
However, we can take it to the riverside and surround it. Who knows if someone will wade in and cause trouble? Anyway, the barbed wire is useless and it won't be a problem if it blocks it.
Meng Qidi opened a corner of the wire fence, and Zhao Dezhong and the other man went down to the field and entered the shed.
Letting Zhao Dezhong accompany Professor Luo, Meng Qidi pulled up all the barbed wire and rolled it up.
The barbed wire was very heavy and it was a bit difficult to roll it up. Afraid of hitting the two little guys, Meng Qidi asked them to go back.
After Zhao Dezhong and his companion had finished visiting all the sheds and harvested a small watermelon from the watermelon field, Meng Qidi had just rolled up one side of the wire mesh.
Zhao Dezhong and the other wanted to help but were rejected by her.
The two had no choice but to discuss the vegetables in the shed and cut the watermelons in their hands with small blades to reveal the white watermelon flesh inside.
Yes, it's not ripe yet, it's just grown.
"Seedless watermelon?" Zhao Dezhong was stunned and asked in surprise, "Xiao Qi, how did you make this seedless watermelon?"
Meng Qidi paused. Seedless watermelon?
Xiao Meng's panicked voice came from the space, [Master, I don't know why it turned into a seedless watermelon. Is it because of the Yuquan water? ]
This watermelon seed was left behind by the Ling family last year. The owner had planted watermelons a few years ago. I guess the seeds had evolved after being left behind...
Meng Qidi sighed, "Teacher, this may be an accident. Maybe there is something wrong with the seeds planted last year..."
Professor Luo nodded, "Yes, this kind of mutation will also appear in our rice experimental fields. There will always be one or two special plants, and that is our hope."
Zhao Dezhong snorted and reluctantly accepted the explanation.
Meng Qidi continued to roll up the barbed wire.
Unable to help, Zhao Dezhong and Professor Luo took the two children back.
Master Yang came out and saw that the two were bored, so he suggested, "Professors, would you like to go fishing?"
"Can you fish here?" Professor Luo was a little surprised.
"Yes, we still have our fishing rods from last time."
They could go fishing to kill time, so they were naturally happy to follow...
Yang Shihua was fishing nearby with him. Maybe because there was a fishing net below, he didn't catch any fish after fishing for a long time.
Professor Luo stood up and calmed down. When his eyes fell on the rice fields opposite, he was stunned. "Whose fields are those?"
Yang Shihua joked, "Xiao Qi planted it. She said it would be our food this year and asked us to save some money. She replaced the paddy fields at home with sandy land to grow vegetables."
Of course, he is now a member of the Ling family, and the land under his name is also theirs, so naturally he doesn’t have to worry about food.
He was allocated more than one acre of land, and it is estimated that the rice can be harvested in half a month.
“Is this middle rice?”
"Yes, Zhongdao. All the fields at home have been moved, so Xiaoqi made this temporarily."
It is said that the mountain road at the entrance of the village was also dug at that time.
The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and Professor Luo narrowed his eyes slightly, "Can I go and take a look?"
"Sure, but the field is in her father's front yard. I don't know if it's locked."
Unable to catch any fish, Zhao Dezhong put away his fishing rod and said, "Let's go and take a look together."
This girl is probably the first one to plant crops in the yard. Only Ling Xiao and the others let her do whatever she wants. Farmers rely on farmland for their livelihood, but she is so stupid that she has changed the land into sandy land...
Zhao Dezhong had a look of disgust on his face but he walked quickly. He collected the three stools and carried them back.
Professor Luo took the bucket of bait back, and Zhao Dezhong was naturally responsible for the fishing rod.
The front yard next door was not locked, and one could enter by simply pushing the door open. There was a pile of film in the yard, which Zhao Dezhong bought with his connections in Beijing, and there were also quite a few bricks and tiles.
After walking through the miscellaneous area, there are paddy fields in front of you.
Professor Luo glanced around and his eyes fell on the rice fields. The rice seedlings were green and full of vitality, and one or two had even started to ear.
“Is this an artificial paddy field?”
Yang Shihua nodded, "Well, this paddy field girl took a lot of effort to fill it up little by little. It is said that she stepped on it for a long time."
"Step on?" Zhao Dezhong seemed a little confused.
"This was originally a dug lotus pond. After it was flooded, it was found that the water could not be drained out, so Xiaoqi simply turned it into a paddy field. The soil underneath is all soil dug from the mountain at the entrance of the village. She fills in a little bit and steps on it a little bit."
Zhao Dezhong was silent, and snorted in dissatisfaction, "She is patient. Usually, when I ask her to marry me, she always refuses..."
"Very good, you know how to find a solution." Professor Luo squatted down and carefully studied the rice ears that had just been pulled out. He took out a white handkerchief from his pocket, carefully picked up a plant, and asked casually, "When did she plant the rice seedlings?"
"About a month." Yang Shihua subconsciously said a longer time.
If the professor hadn't asked, he wouldn't have noticed anything was wrong. But now that the professor asked, even though he came from a farming background, he felt something was wrong, as if the time was a little short...
Now that he thought about it, the food at home was better than anything he had ever eaten, and the water was sweeter. Could it be because of the spring water?
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