The next day, Sun Ye stood at the entrance of the research institute early in the morning, holding a bag of rotten leaves that smelled delicious.
I looked left and right but no one came. Could it be that they came too early again?
There was really nothing to do, so I went to the side of the road, picked up a relatively flat stone, and kicked it with my feet for fun.
As for talking to the mighty general to relieve her fatigue, that was totally unnecessary. She was afraid of hearing some explosive news that her young and innocent heart would not be able to bear.
The sound of footsteps and voices could be heard faintly. Sun Ye kicked the stone that was accompanying her to the corner of the wall. She would come back to look for it when she had time.
"Ye Zi, how long have you been here?" Professor Liu asked as he took out his key, unlocked the door.
"Not long, just a moment."
Sun Ye's eyes fell on the gate, without even glancing at Guo Jianwu. She felt guilty, but she didn't know why.
Professor Liu just nodded and didn't ask any more questions. The master can only lead you to the door, but the practice depends on yourself.
Everyone filed in. Professor Guo and Professor Lin were also here today, looking excited, as if something good was going to happen.
Lin Qianjin was no longer jumping around at this moment. He was serious and looked like a serious person. Perhaps it was because Professor Lin was so nervous about this.
Sun Ye was at the back, carrying her rotten leaves. Her job today was to sort out all the old data and take good care of the precious rice.
Lin Qianjin moved out five piles of papers and placed them under the eaves, asking Sun Ye to sort them out.
To be honest, I don’t know where to start!
It was a mess, the order was wrong, and there were some technical terms that Sun Ye didn't know at all.
It was still handwritten. The professor's handwriting was so elegant that I guess only I could understand it. Others were completely clueless.
Sun Ye looked up at the sky. She had a heavy task ahead of her and needed to work harder.
First he poured the rotten leaves on the soil above the rice seeds, looked around, picked up a piece of wood from the wall, weighed it in his palm, and nodded secretly, thinking that this piece of wood was just right.
He returned to the edge of the field, took a deep breath, and used a wooden board to evenly distribute the piled rotten leaves one by one. It was impossible to smooth them out with his hands, and Sun Ye was not aware of that at the moment.
The job was done. Sun Ye put her hands on her hips. It seemed that she could also do the farming job. It was not difficult at all.
The sun was not yet strong, so Sun Ye took this opportunity to sprinkle water on the rotten leaves. She had discovered yesterday that some of the ground was covered with straw from previous years.
Should she cover hers?
Wiping the sweat off her face, she looked at the sun in the sky, then at the rotten leaves on the ground, and thought: "Will the sun dry up these leaves? Wouldn't that mean all her efforts would be in vain?"
The straw stood up!
She knew where to put the straw, so there was no need to ask Lin Qianjin and the others. Sun Ye grunted as she picked up the musty straw and threw it to the edge of the ground.
Sun Ye looked at the size of the land and then looked at how much straw he could carry at one time. He frowned and thought that it would take three more times to get enough.
People are young but have a lot to do, and time flies by quickly.
Sun Ye stepped carefully on the area where rice seeds were not planted and bent down to reach the straw at the edge of the ground.
At this time, Sun Ye no longer cared whether it smelled bad or not, she just wanted to finish the work as soon as possible. Perhaps it could be said that she had been assimilated and her nose could no longer smell the stench.
At first, I was very cautious because I was worried that the rotten leaves would stick to my hands, but after accidentally touching them once, I just ignored it and my speed increased a lot.
The floor was laid flat and smooth, and Sun Ye felt satisfied and accomplished. He smiled and wiped the sweat from his forehead inadvertently.
After wiping, he seemed to remember something, raised his hand and stared blankly at his black and yellow fingers.
It just, it cracked on the spot!
She announced that she was gone.
She was wailing in her heart and looked around hurriedly. She saw that everyone was busy with their own work and didn't notice her, which made her feel better.
He lowered his head, quickly walked to the tub, turned his back to everyone, filled a basin with water and washed his hands carefully. He washed his hands until they were clean, white and tender, and even picked out the dirt from between his fingernails.
She used her hand as a handkerchief, poured handfuls of water onto her face, and rubbed it hard. She didn't want to be a little cat.
After using two basins of water in a row, I felt better. It felt smooth and clean.
The water in the tank was almost gone, so he had to go to the well to fetch water. Sun Ye found the tools for fetching water in the straw house: a bucket and a shoulder pole.
He picked up the empty bucket and walked steadily to the center of the village to fetch water. As Sun Ye had wished, he didn't meet anyone along the way.
At this point, everyone has gone to work, so why would they slack off at home?
He fetched water and filled the buckets to the brim. To be honest, this was Sun Ye's first time fetching water. It was not Sun Ye's turn to fetch water in the Sun family.
Sun Ye bent down, hooked the wooden barrel with the hook of the shoulder pole, and slowly stood up. He didn't know if it was because of his great strength, but except for a little water spilling out at the beginning, the rest of the time, not a drop of water leaked out.
The pressure of the carrying pole made her shoulders hurt a little, but it was still bearable. She held the pole with one hand. She also wanted to grab the rope like everyone else, but her arms were too short to reach. As a second best option, she could just hook the carrying pole.
After walking steadily for more than ten minutes, he arrived at the entrance of the institute.
Victory is in sight.
She let out a breath and smiled. She could do it. Come on, Sun Ye!
He walked slowly into the door, went to the water tank, and was just squatting down to put down the bucket when he heard a voice behind him:
"Ye Zi, why are you the one fetching water?"
However, before Sun Ye could turn around and speak, another roar came: "Lin Qianjin! Get out here!"
It was Professor Lin. He hurried over, took the shoulder pole off Sun Ye's back, and said gently, "You must be exhausted, Ye Zi. Carrying water is their job. Look at you, you're sweating profusely. Next time there's no water, just ask them to do it!"
Looking at Sun Ye carrying a full bucket of water, he felt very distressed and said, "You have come such a long way, and the water is heavy. Go and take a rest. Don't be busy. Someone is coming."
Before Sun Ye could say anything, Lin Qianjin started clattering again and pushed her to the bench under the eaves to rest. Sun Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She was really fine. She was strong and could do anything easily.
"Lin Qianjin! Lin Qianjin!"
"Hey! Here it comes!"
Professor Lin rudely pulled Lin Qianjin to the side of the water tank and asked him to see that there was no water.
"What do you do? You don't even bother to pick up water when it's gone, and you need someone to remind you?"
"Look at Ye Zi, she's so small, but she carried two big buckets of water. How can you be so cruel?"
"Look at what you usually bring back. I'm embarrassed to say that the water spilled all the way. It's considered good if you have half a bucket when you get home."
Lin Qianjin was stunned. The water was picked by Ye Zi who was sitting over there. Why didn't he believe it?
"What are you still standing there for? Pour the water into the jar. Do you still want me to treat you?"
Sun Ye smiled gently. The only person who could cure Lin Qianjin was Professor Lin. He rubbed his shoulders with his hands and quietly opened his collar to take a look. It was very good. There was no trace, not even a red mark.
Sun Ye just sat there and watched Lin Qianjin work. It felt pretty good to watch others work. He stood up, stretched, and walked to the edge of his own land.
He squatted down and muttered to the land: "You must grow up quickly. I look forward to meeting you. Grow tall and strong."
"It's best to absorb enough sunshine and rain, give birth to more children, and don't let your mother down."
“…”
No martial ethics.
After chattering for a while, feeling satisfied, his eyes fell on the piles of papers. He encouraged himself and walked towards them.
Sun Ye flipped through the book slowly, trying to categorize it first, but he couldn't make sense of it.
I picked up seven or eight stones. It's windy today, and I'm afraid they might be blown away, so I'm pressing them down.
With so much paper, Sun Ye always had a question in his mind: where did Professor Liu and his team get all this paper? Their food, clothing and other expenses were not accounted for by the Qianjin Brigade. Over the years, no one had sent anything to them, yet they had everything they needed and lived better than the villagers.
She didn't plan to ask, she just thought about it and threw it away after thinking about it.
Sun Ye divided the information into five parts, all of which were common crops. The time marked on them was after 1972, which was a few years ago.
The ones closest to the present were placed at the top, and arranged by time. She found that this pile of information was the specific growth data of corn, soybeans, and potatoes.
There were others that she really couldn't understand, so she listed them separately and asked the professor what they were about when she had some free time.
Suddenly, cheers broke out in the laboratory. Sun Ye looked over and saw several professors shaking hands with each other excitedly, their eyes seemed to be wet.
Professor Liu took off his glasses and wiped away his tears. Sun Ye stood up and walked over. Although she didn't know what was going on, she also wanted to share this hard-earned joy.
Sun Ye leaned against the door, watching three elderly people, whose combined age was over 150 years old, hugging each other, with tears in his eyes.
Lin Qianjin came over and rubbed Sun Ye's head, looking up at the cloudless sky. It wasn't easy. He had been staying in this remote place for seven or eight years, but finally there were some results.
"If this fertilizer can be widely promoted, the grain yield will probably double."
Professor Liu sighed and said, hard work pays off, they succeeded!
He wanted to report his results right now, and turned around to look at the small box of pink and white particles lying quietly in the glass cabinet with great care.
Sun Ye almost understood. It was really amazing that the teacher had researched something so good. There were only three of them who spent their entire lives researching farm work. She admired and was proud of them because they were her teachers.
Lin Qianjin and Guo Jianwu hugged and embraced each other, and patted each other.
"Let's go, let's send a letter to the research institute in the capital and tell them we've figured it out!"
“Okay, okay!”
"Ye Zi, this afternoon is off."
Professor Liu walked towards the educated youth point at the speed of wind. Sun Ye could clearly feel their suppressed excitement, and his frown was now all smoothed out.
Sun Ye followed the educated youth to the site but did not go in again. She stood outside and listened to the repeated questions from inside, with a faint smile on her lips.
Shaking their heads, putting their hands behind their backs, they walked home step by step. This was a happy time that belonged only to this group of people.
When he got home, the house was deserted. Sun's mom and dad had not finished work yet. Sun Ye went to the kitchen to pick up the vegetable basket, and went to the field to pick some peppers, a few cucumbers and two or three cabbages.
She had never cooked a meal for her grandparents alone, so she took advantage of the time today to show off her cooking skills.
But Sun Ye is not as good as she thought. It is not an exaggeration to say that what he cooks is dark cuisine.
She knew how to cook with her eyes, but not with her hands. The food turned out to be pitch black and didn't look very good.
Sun Ye couldn't understand it. It was obvious that Sun's mother could make delicious food with just a few shovels, but the food she made was blacker than charcoal.
It was my first time cooking, so I used my own filter and tasted it with chopsticks. It was pretty good, except that the cabbage was a little burnt.
I put a little more salt in the cold cucumber salad, which is perfect for eating with rice.
It was simply perfect. Sun Ye put the dish on a plate and brought it to the stone table in the yard.
As for rice, she can still make sweet potato rice, but the bottom is a little mushy. The rice crust rice is worthy of its name, fragrant and crispy.
It depends on whether Sun Ma and the others are surprised or not.
Sun Ye was looking forward to her mother's reaction, and she was happily thinking that her mother would praise her.
All I can say is that Sun Ye’s dreams are too beautiful, and reality is often cruel.
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