After explaining to the villagers, Uncle Xiao said that the seeds in their village had not been replaced.
He had no idea that there were a lot of people waiting for him to explain.
They're still on their way.
We've only been busy for a short while!
Then the militiamen shouted.
"Second Uncle, Second Uncle, hurry up, a teacher is looking for you!"
"Second Uncle, hurry up..."
Uncle Xiao: What the hell? The teacher wants to see me!
How fresh it is!
The teacher of my child is coming to see the parents!
Aren't people not attending classes much these days?
Why are they calling the parents?!
Uncle Xiao wiped his sweat with the towel draped around his neck and left the cornfield.
It's so hot today.
It's been about two weeks since it last rained.
If it doesn't rain, the corn will suffer from drought.
This is so frustrating!
When they arrived at the teacher's place with the two nephews from the militia team.
Uncle Xiao was even more worried!
Where did this devil's nightmare come from?!
From afar, Uncle Xiao spotted a man with a hard-boiled egg breaking apart corn stalks from their village by the roadside.
They not only grabbed it to look at it, but also broke it off to examine it.
Finally, they even pulled it off to take a look.
Uncle Xiao got angry.
What does this old guy do?
Why did you even start causing damage?!
The seedlings have all been thinned out!
This ear of corn will be worth at least two ounces of cornmeal in the future.
That's enough to keep one person alive!
This ugly thing came up and started destroying their village's grain.
Even teachers are not allowed!
This is a waste.
And those two militia members next to them, are they just freeloaders?
People are even pulling up corn stalks, and nobody's doing anything about it.
In previous years, Uncle Xiao might not have been this angry.
There will always be some loss, right?
The corn this year is really good!
Very good!
Uncle Xiao was heartbroken!
The best way for him to express his sympathy was to go up and kick each of them.
"What are you two good-for-nothings doing? People are wasting our food, and you're not even doing anything about it!"
The young man who got kicked.
He covered his buttocks, feeling wronged.
He got kicked for nothing.
This person is not only the village party secretary, but also their great-great-grandfather, who is within five degrees of kinship.
They got dumped and didn't even dare go home to complain!
Because they were indeed in the wrong.
But this old man is indeed someone of great importance!
They dared not stop them!
Just as Mr. Guo was enjoying his reading, someone interrupted him.
This seedling is truly excellent!
Very good!
Judging from this seedling, the yield per mu may be 100 jin higher than the best seeds available now.
What does 100 jin (50 kg) mean?
That means supporting so many more people!
If corn were grown in every part of the country, this kind of seed would be used.
I don't even want to think about how many people would have to be fed!
Just when I was having a good time, this guy popped up.
Old Guo glanced at Uncle Xiao, who looked indignant.
His eyelids twitched: "Hello, I am Guo Qingchun, from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences."
"I heard the seedlings here are growing well, so I came to take a look. Are you the village secretary of Shangwan Village?"
Uncle Xiao: "The seedlings are growing well, you can't just pull them up! It's such a waste!"
Old Guo looked at the corn stalks in his hand again.
An awkward smile.
"Oh, I forgot, I thought of it as our own experimental site!"
Old Guo immediately lost his previous displeasure.
We're in the wrong!
Having conducted agricultural research for so many years, I deal with farmers every day.
Mr. Guo knew very well how much these farmers valued their crops.
Then treat them like your own children.
Of course, when it's harvest time, when it's time to wield the sickle, you still have to wield it.
However, they didn't grow properly, especially the grains; they were all wasted.
That absolutely crossed the line for our farmers.
Mr. Guo handed the corn stalks in his hand to the students behind him.
Turning back, embarrassed.
He explained to Uncle Xiao.
"I'm so sorry, I got too into it!"
The corn is growing so well that I was momentarily lost in thought and mistook it for our school's experimental field.
I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, my brother.
Hey, how about this? I'll get you some of the latest seeds, what do you think?
"You guys grow mushrooms, right? How about I have someone get you some king oyster mushrooms?"
Uncle Xiao initially dismissed the old man's apology.
What does this hospital have to do with him?
Returning the school and the experimental fields—what a load of rubbish!
But, I'll explain the seeds later.
They even prepared king oyster mushrooms for me.
Uncle Xiao has perked up!
That's great.
Ever since their vegetables and mushrooms started fetching high prices.
The various production brigades went crazy, not only tormenting them for seeds and planting techniques, but also assigning them tasks by the commune.
We should help others.
In the end, they had no choice but to involve other villages in the planting.
Of course, they also receive dividends.
In the end, they really did follow Wang Wu's path.
These things are harvested in the middle of the night, transported directly onto trains, and by dawn they appear in food stores in Beijing.
The price is really good.
The variety is a bit limited.
If that old bastard could really get them some seeds...
What about that ear of corn from before?
You can have a few more!
Having figured things out, Uncle Xiao held Guo's hand tightly.
With an excited expression, he said, "Brother, brother, you look like family to me."
You look so much like my brother! We must be long-lost brothers!
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