Chapter 287 I'll Go Back and Dig Dad Out of His Grave
Director Li's eyes sparkled as he exclaimed, "People with intellectual backgrounds are really smart."
He asked Chen Tang to promote it because their research institute was not famous.
He knew very well that the fertilizer factory dared to report this because they had investigated and found that the high-quality hybrid varieties in Jiangcheng could produce up to 600 kilograms per mu.
It's just a technique of exploiting loopholes.
He disdains and is unwilling to do the same with them.
In Chen Tang's article, it is clearly written that those falsified data are impossible to achieve now. Anyone can see that chemical fertilizers can only increase the yield per mu, but cannot really turn good varieties into immortal varieties.
As long as they understand the article, the farmers and cadres who make a living from farming will definitely know that the fertilizers they produce are definitely the best fertilizers available today!
Director Li and Shen Tang discussed the follow-up matters.
Before Shen Tang left, he asked about the professor who fainted a few days ago.
Director Li thought she was being kind and said with a smile, "I'm fine. I've had a few days' rest and I'm feeling pretty good again."
Chen Tang felt relieved: “Then I’ll go first.”
Director Li wanted to keep her for dinner, as the thing they had the most was meat.
Chen Tang was still thinking about going back to mail the letter, so he didn't stay for long.
Before going home, she took the subscribed newspapers home, and one of the articles in the newspapers was very similar to an article she had published.
She didn't take it to heart. After all, copying is a common thing these days.
I just think the writing is okay, but the connections are a bit disconnected and the transitions are too abrupt.
She went to the cafeteria today and bought a portion of braised pork ribs.
Passing by the playground where children played, I saw Song Luo squatting under a tree, quietly watching the people in front of him playing sandbag throwing. I have to say, his dull eyes made people feel pity for him.
However, Chen Tang had a very bad impression of him. Even if the child could change, it would probably take more than a short period of time.
"Xiaobao, go home and eat."
He Zhi immediately said goodbye to his friends, held his mother's hand, raised his head and asked, "Mom, what are we having for dinner today?"
Chen Tang wiped the sweat off his forehead and said gently, "Eat some vegetables."
"Ah?" The little guy's spirit suddenly wilted.
He hates eating green vegetables, especially the rapeseed flowers in everyone's fields that have become edible recently. He has been eating rapeseed flowers for nine meals in three days, and he is tired of it.
"But mom bought braised spareribs."
"Wow, mom is the best."
He Zhi danced around her in a circle, then looked at her with pitiful eyes: "Mom, baby wants to buy some popsicles."
Chen Tang scratched his nose: "The popsicle is too cold, it's not time yet, what if your teeth fall out due to the cold?"
He Zhi pouted his face: "No way, baby is not stupid, popsicles are meant to be licked, as long as you don't bite them, the teeth won't fall out."
Seeing that he couldn't coax the child, Chen Tang touched his little head and said with a stern face: "That won't work either. What if I have a stomachache after eating too many popsicles?"
He Zhi smiled broadly at her and said, "Then mom and I will eat together. I'll eat half and mom will eat half. This way, the baby won't have a stomachache."
Chen Tang poked his forehead and said, "You little cunning fellow, you're trying to drag your mother down with you, aren't you?"
"Hey, mommy, baby loves you the most, let's eat popsicles together, baby promises not to eat too much."
Chen Tang was so spoiled by him that her heart softened: “Okay, okay, but you have to wait until after dinner to buy it.”
“Yeah!”
He Zhi happily sat on her bicycle, shaking her little feet. When she saw Song Luo looking at her, she did not forget to make a face at him.
Song Luo snorted: "Childish ghost."
But I couldn't help but look at their backs.
He has never been to school and doesn't know what gentleness is.
But I don’t know why, but when I see He Zhi’s mother being so nice to him, I still feel a little sad.
His mother never cared about him, and as for his father... he hadn't seen his father for a long time.
Song Luo thought of the man who had been lying in bed. The fathers of the children in the village would hold their children high in their arms and help them drive away the bad guys who bullied the children when they were bullied.
Only his father never cares about him.
He also has to cook, wash clothes and take care of him.
Grandma said that since dad died, she no longer wanted him.
Song Luo cried all night, thinking that his father was so hateful. He didn't even dislike his father for not helping him to fight off the bad guys, but his father would rather live in such a small piece of land and not want him anymore.
He also decided not to have a father anymore.
But for some reason, he actually missed him a little.
Song Luo snorted at He Zhi without showing any weakness.
He ran back home and saw the souvenir book that was cooking. He went back to his room, took out the half-broken bamboo dragonfly from the package, and sat at the door to play with it.
When Lu Yanzhou came back and saw him sitting alone at the door, he went over to ask in a good mood, "Did your father make this bamboo dragonfly?"
Song Luo said unhappily: "My dad only made one like this, and he asked me to fix it myself when it broke."
Lu Yanzhou sat down with him and took the bamboo helicopter from his hand. One side of its two bamboo wings was broken in half.
"I'll fix it later and see if I can glue it on for you."
Song Luo's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Lu Yanzhou touched his head: "Really, but you have to tell uncle why you are unhappy?"
Song Luo lowered his head, was silent for a while, and whispered: "I want to go home."
“This is your home.”
"This is not it. This is Uncle Lu and Aunt Ji's home, not my home. Although Dad always ignores me, I still want to go back."
Lu Yanzhou was a little sad: "Do you know what death is?"
Song Luo held her little face in his hands, with his innocent black eyes open: "I know, when you die you have to live in that little dirt hill. I heard about it from the villagers, but I can just go back and dig dad out. He has lived there for so long, he should have had enough, right?"
Lu Yanzhou was feeling a little sad just now, but after hearing what he said, he found it a little funny.
"People who die will become stars in the sky."
Song Luo frowned: "So my father went to heaven?"
Lu Yanzhou was about to comfort him when he heard him stand up angrily: "How despicable! He went to heaven to eat delicious food, why didn't he take me with him? Damn dad, I still help him wash clothes and cook."
Song Luo was very angry and wanted to pick up the package and go back home.
Lu Yanzhou pulled him over and sat down beside him: "It's not that I don't want to take you, it's that I can't. You can only go to heaven when you are old, but it will take a long time for you to grow up and get old, so during this time, you should live with Uncle Lu. Uncle Lu's place is your home."
Song Luo: "How long is a long time? Can I grow up and grow old tomorrow?"
Lu Yanzhou thought about it and said with a smile: "I don't know either. You will know it only after you learn to read and study."
Song Luo asked again: "Then when can I see my father?"
Lu Yanzhou touched his head silently: "Uncle Lu will take you to your father's grave to burn incense in the future. If you have anything to say, you can say it then."
Song Luo was a little disappointed: "Okay."
He doesn't dare go back alone now, for fear that he will be taken away by human traffickers again.
Since he can't go back, he should think about how to defeat He Zhi.
That little bastard is so abominable!
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