Gao Mingcheng thought that everything would be fine if he handed the little boy over to the police station, but he never expected that in the afternoon, Xiao Song personally sent the little boy back to him.
Xiao Song smiled and said, "This child is shy and can't stay with us. He keeps saying he wants to find you, so Director Gao asked me to bring him to you. Director Gao said he will contact Ji'an as soon as possible to see if anyone there has lost a child. If the situation matches, he will take the child there to find his parents. During this time, let him stay with you."
The people have already been sent here, what can Gao Mingcheng say?
It was nothing more than a matter of adding a set of bowls and chopsticks, so he agreed generously and let Hu Yinchen take care of this little boy while taking care of little Xuxu.
It’s just that without a name, it’s always hard to call it.
And he couldn't even call out the name "little bastard".
"How about this, you can be called Little Potato." Gao Mingcheng gave the child a nickname casually. He thought the child was small, like a potato.
Besides, potatoes are a high-yield crop and have good meaning.
"Xiao Xuxu, call Tudou brother!" Gao Mingcheng teased Xiao Xuxu to call someone, but Xiao Xuxu only vaguely shouted out the word "Guoguo".
"Little Potato, this is my son Xiaoxuxu. You will play with him from now on. I am busy with work and have no time to take you with me." Gao Mingcheng said.
Little Potato is easy to raise. He basically does whatever Gao Mingcheng says and is very well-behaved, except that he looks timid from time to time.
Perhaps it was because of his character that the human trafficker was careless and did not keep a close watch on him, giving him the opportunity to ask Gao Mingcheng for help, thus escaping an unknown fate.
For Gao Mingcheng, having one more mouth to feed at home was not a big deal. Even Gao Shufang, who cooked, was not unhappy about it. How much could a little kid eat?
In this way, Gao Mingcheng spent a few days leisurely. When Gao Mingli had a holiday, he asked Gao Mingli to drive his tractor back to the village to bring him eggs and vegetables.
Even when someone ordered him to do something, he was unwilling to move.
But after being so quiet for a long time, Gao Mingcheng thought it was time to pick the tea seeds, so he decided to go back to the village.
He picks about one to two thousand kilograms of fresh fruit tea seeds every year. After drying and shelling, one hundred kilograms of fresh fruit can produce thirty kilograms of dry tea seeds. The dry tea seeds are sent to the oil pressing workshop. One hundred kilograms of dry tea seeds can produce about twenty kilograms of oil. In this way, he can get more than one hundred kilograms of tea oil every year.
This tea oil, combined with lard, is enough for his family to eat for a year.
Gao Mingcheng had to go back to the village to work, and Little Potato had become familiar with Xiao Xuxu and was not as clingy to Gao Mingcheng as at the beginning. This made Gao Mingcheng feel relieved, but there was no specific news from the police and no one came to take Little Potato away.
Gao Mingcheng said a few words to Xuanyuemei, and then returned to the village with a cart full of plastic bottles he had bought. These plastic bottles can be used to hold honey, wine, and oil, and have many uses.
It is now five or six days after the Frost Descent, which means winter has arrived. It will be colder in the mornings and evenings, and there may even be frost.
Most of the fertile fields in Gaojia Village are connected together. If you look down at the entire village from the sky, you will find that the village and the fertile fields are divided into two parts, with a dirt road in the middle separating them.
The rice in the fields had been harvested long ago, but sparrows were still able to find food here. When Gao Mingcheng drove past on his tractor, a large number of sparrows were startled and flapped their wings and flew away, hiding in the nearby branches.
In addition to sparrows, there are also some ducks foraging in the field.
Gao Mingcheng looked at the mallards and felt that it was time for him to make some arrangements.
So when he returned home, he went to find Aunt Liu and asked her where he could buy ducks and geese.
The last time I bought chicks, it was Aunt Liu who helped me find out.
Aunt Liu said, "It's already this time, I'm afraid there are no ducklings or geese to sell."
Gao Mingcheng was not in a hurry. He said, "It's okay. You can ask around first. Ducks or geese will do. You don't need to buy too many. Ten or so will be enough."
Aunt Liu knew what was going on, and immediately said, "Okay, if I come across it, I'll buy it for you first."
"Okay." Gao Mingcheng nodded, and saw that under the eaves of Aunt Liu's house, there were more than ten kilograms of tea seeds piled up.
So he asked, "Aunt, you only picked this much? Are you going to sell the dried tea seeds or the fresh fruit?"
Aunt Liu said helplessly: "Everyone at home is busy and has no time to pick the tea. The places that are easy to pick have already been picked by everyone in the village. These days, the team is also picking tea seeds. At the old market in Junling, there are always people collecting fresh fruit and dried tea seeds."
"I picked these tea seeds while working in the fields. They are only sold fresh, so they are not worth much. I don't have time to go to the market these days, so I dry them first and sell them when I have time."
Gao Mingcheng learned about the market situation of tea seeds this year, and then he had an idea in mind. He unloaded the plastic bottles from the truck bed, took a few bags and went into the mountains.
Black Tiger and the Elf had been looking forward to their master's return, and followed Gao Mingcheng happily. Only Dahuang, overflowing with maternal love, lay in the yard to bask in the sun, while the two little black balls were playing beside her.
There are two places where Gao Mingcheng picks tea seeds, one of which is the top of Xiaofu Mountain.
He planted fruit trees on the mountainside and at the foot of the mountain, but planted tea trees on the top of the mountain because the location of the top of the mountain was not suitable for the growth of fruit trees.
Another place is the deep mountains.
The mountains are endless, with abundant vegetation and many wild tea oil trees.
Especially on the oil tea mountain adjacent to the brigade’s management, there are more wild oil tea trees.
It is convenient to pick some fruits if you enter the mountain from the team side, but if you enter the mountain from Niuweiling side, you have to climb over two hills. For others, the journey is too far.
But for Gao Mingcheng, it's just average!
To pick the fruits from shorter tea oil trees, you only need to reach out and pick them; but to pick the fruits from taller tea oil trees, you need to climb up. At the end of the day, you will be covered in dust and sweat from head to toe.
Gao Mingcheng worked for three full days to pick all the tea seeds that could be picked. This year the weather was good and the tea seeds in the mountains produced a lot of fruit, all of which were quite large. He estimated that he picked more than 2,000 kilograms of fresh fruit this year.
But picking the fresh fruit is just the beginning. Next, you have to dry it in the sun, and then wait until the fruit cracks before you can get the tea seeds inside.
But there is no rush for this. We have to wait until the fresh fruit cracks before we can start working.
Taking advantage of the short break, Gao Mingcheng came to the old village, intending to visit his grandmother and grandma.
But when he went there, he found that a family was holding a funeral in mourning.
Gao Mingcheng was stunned. These days he had been going out early and coming back late, working in the mountains every day, and no one came to inform him, so he didn't know that someone had grown old.
After asking someone, I found out that it was an old lady from the second house who passed away. This person had a good relationship with Grandma Gao, so Gao Mingcheng saw that his grandma's face was full of sadness and seemed to be deeply touched. (End of this chapter)
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