Bai Keyan was very thoughtful. When Xiao Jiahua arrived at the border, he would naturally feel relieved with his second uncle taking care of him.
At this moment, Xiao Jiahua was at the border, and he felt much more at ease when he saw the people from the second uncle of the Bai family.
"Uncle Guan, thank you, and thank you Chief Bai! Is he in Ke City now? Should I go and pay him a visit?"
Although Xiao Jiahua and Bai Keyan got their marriage certificate, they didn't hold a wedding after all, and had never formally met the elders of the Bai family. She was not used to directly meeting her second uncle.
"No, no, the chief is going to retire soon and he is always busy. He went to the northern Xinjiang basin to do a mineral survey and won't be back for a few days. Besides, you are here on a business trip, and work is more important."
Guan Shan said this, motioning to the dark-skinned young man next to him to take their luggage and put it into the car parked on the side of the road.
One of them is a scholar and the other a warrior. The soldier can speak Uyghur, so no matter whether they are exploring the way or taking the spoils, the female soldier does not need to do anything.
Tong Qifang saw this and couldn't help but sigh: "Xiaoxiao, you are in the frontier and have such relatives. Why didn't you tell me earlier? Now, we can do things much more smoothly!"
Xiao Jiahua, however, felt under tremendous pressure. With elders watching over him and placing high hopes on him, Miancheng had no choice but to succeed.
Otherwise, if she fails, she will lose face in front of the Bai family!
However, as soon as the car entered Ti County, all the pressure disappeared.
On both sides of the spacious road are large tracts of cotton gardens. At first glance, it looks like a sea of snow, with the white expanse connecting the sky, which is spectacular and beautiful.
Xiao Jiahua hated that he was not a poet and could not recite quatrains like "The silver light dotted the sky, heralding a good harvest; the stars in the vast expanse of sky swayed like melting snow."
She could only lean against the car window and exclaimed in a naive way: "Wow, cotton, so white, so big..."
Everyone in the car was amused by her.
Guan Shan has been working locally for many years and is no longer surprised by the scenes on the farm.
On the contrary, he felt that the old leader's niece-in-law who was parachuted in was not only good-looking, but also innocent and generous, and very lovable. She is a perfect match for the taciturn guy Bai. The old leader will definitely like her.
Tong Qifang, as the director of the National Cotton Mill, had previously inspected many cotton fields in Jianghuai and North China.
Only after seeing the cotton in the frontier area did she realize that there are always mountains beyond mountains and cotton beyond cotton.
The cotton here is not only whiter in color, but also larger in size. It is undoubtedly an excellent choice for weaving fabrics.
This trip to the border was really a good decision!
Especially now, in early September, it is the cotton picking season, and there are many roadside banners promoting "Plant good cotton fields and strive for a good harvest."
The educated youth and workers who came from other places to join the Construction Corps gathered together with the local people, and their hard-working backs could be seen everywhere.
What was even more surprising to Jiahua was that in the cotton fields on both sides, he could occasionally see several workers driving cotton pickers, rumbling at work.
I didn’t expect that in this era, mechanized picking operations have already been carried out in cotton fields in border areas.
Guan Shan proudly told them: "In the 1950s, when I followed Commander Bai here, the Corps had already purchased single-beam cotton pickers from the Soviet Union. For example, there were cotton gins, lint strippers, and cotton fluffing machines... everything!"
Mechanized operations mean that cotton picking is easier and labor efficiency is greatly improved.
The production cost has been reduced, and correspondingly, the price of cotton has fallen, and the downstream textile chain will also benefit.
There is no doubt that the labor cloth that Xiao Jiahua has invested huge efforts in will be more popular in the market.
At this moment, every hard-working worker on this land has the joy of harvest on his face.
Like them, Xiao Jiahua is looking forward to the future with a firm mind.
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