Zhao Chenghai said with a smile: "I am a scientific pig breeder, and the meat yield is high, so you can just make up a whole number, two hundred and ten yuan a load!"

"Okay, okay, we're on the wall next door, forget it, let's catch the pig. Wang Xiang waved his hand.

Zhao Chenghai beckoned his son Zhenhua, and called his cousin Zhao Chengquan again, and began to catch pigs.

Wang Xiang fell for Zhao Chenghai's trick of hiding from the sky and crossing the sea, bought these "scientific pigs" at a high price, and slaughtered one the next day to see the meat yield.

As a result, the meat yield was only 70 percent, which was five points lower than usual!

"Zhao Chenghai, the scientific pig you raised is the same as you, the person is thin and long, full of bones, and there is no meat at all! These five pigs, I can be regarded as helping you, don't want to earn a penny. When he came back from the market at noon, Wang Xiang couldn't help but complain to Zhao Chenghai.

"How is it possible? The meat yield of the pigs I raise is at least 80 percent, and you just made my money, and you deliberately screamed!" Zhao Chenghai shouted injustice.

"I'm making a lot of money! You drive the remaining four pigs back now, I promise thank you!" Wang Xiang was depressed and went home to drink.

Since then, Wang Xiang has hated the so-called scientific pig breeding, and everyone said that the scientific pig grows too fast, has a lot of moisture, and does not produce meat!

Zhao Chenghai succeeded in cheating and earned more than 100 yuan, and in the next ten days, he went to Wang Xiang's pork stall to cut two catties of pork to improve his life every day of the market, and said to Wang Xiang: "Look at my scientific pig raising, pork tastes fragrant!"

Zhuo Yilan did not rush forward with her plan, and asked her father-in-law to buy ten little pigs and serve them slowly.

On that day, Zheng Huailiang came over again and wanted to cooperate with Zhenhua to establish a "scientific pig breeding demonstration site" in Dongwan Village. In the entire Dongwan Village, Zhenhua's family has the most pigs and the fastest slaughter speed, so Zheng Huailiang wants to use Zhenhua to make a publicity for his feed store.

Zheng Huailiang's plan is to let Zhenhua buy five more piglets, a total of fifteen pigs. He provides ex-factory prices of "fine" and soybean meal, which can be mixed with his own processed pig feed, which can make the pigs grow faster.

Zhenhua discussed with Yilan, and obtained his father's approval, so he agreed to Zheng Huailiang.

In fact, Zhenhua doesn't have to pay anything, just write a few big words on the back wall of his pigsty: "Zheng Huailiang Feed Scientific Pig Raising Demonstration Site". As a result, the cost of raising pigs has been reduced, and the profit margin is greater.

Fifteen pigs were raised at once, and the fattening rate was very fast.

Zhao Chenghai also had something to do, so he got up early every day, picked up a few loads of dung while it was cool, and splashed it in his rice field. The so-called pig raising is not profitable, look back at the field. Farm manure is an organic fertilizer, which has a long stamina and is also essential for the growth of crops.

The combination of pig raising and farming, as well as the convenience of the biogas digester, made Zhao Chenghai live a very fulfilling life and enjoyed every day.

Cui Hong looked at the three pigs at home, looked at the green seedlings in the field, and then looked at her daughter-in-law's bulging belly day by day, and she was also happy. It's just that occasionally thinking of their son's fight and imprisonment, the old couple is still not happy.

In this summer vacation, Zhenhua can be regarded as "washing his mind", putting down the scholar's shelf, raising pigs and feeding pigs every day, cleaning the pig pen, and processing pig feed. In the evening, Zhenhua also gave some students with poor grades to make up classes, check their summer homework, and by the way, also talked to parents about scientific farming and scientific pig raising skills.

Of course, Zhenhua often goes to see Xiulian, intentionally or unintentionally.

On the Xiulian cemetery, the four gardenia trees have all survived, with green branches and green leaves, all vigorous.

Qi also writes to Zhenhua frequently, almost once a week, and Zhenhua promptly replies to persuade Qi and Fluttershy to reconcile. However, Qi Lei was very resolute and repeatedly stated that if Zhuang Xiaodie did not apologize, he would never forgive.

Gao Qingchun's medical expenses were lost a total of 4,000 yuan, all of which were borne by Qi Lei alone.

In this summer, Reviver is making more money than ever.

He is still an old routine, while doing engineering, he also posted advertisements everywhere, recruited the blind streams in the city, and after simple training, sold them to various construction sites to earn the difference.

On the evening of the end of the sixth month of the lunar calendar, Qi Lei was supervising the work of the workers on the construction site, and when he was about to call it a day, he found that the poet Chen Guangming had come again.

"Hey, the great poet is here again, it's really fate!" Qi Lei grinned.

The great poet worked here for a month last year, and then went to wander. Unexpectedly, I met again today.

Chen Dashi has a beard and long hair, his eyes are deep-set, but his eyes are bright: "Yes, there is fate." I've been wandering a lot of places for more than half a year, but I didn't expect to come back here again, and I saw the job posting you posted again. ”

Qi Lei threw a cigarette over and said with a smile: "Then have you found your soul?"

"Not yet, but it should be soon!" said the great poet, lighting a cigarette and confidently speaking.

Qi Lei smiled: "Is it that you have no food to eat when you are looking for a soul, and you come to me to be a 'senior technician assistant'?"

The great poet nodded: "The soul does not need to eat, but the body does." ”

Qi Lei laughed, asked the workers to get off work, and took Chen Dashi to dinner.

After a long absence, Qi Lei was very cordial to Chen Dashi, ordered a few dishes, asked for a bottle of wine, and chatted while drinking.

Chen Dashi raised his glass and said, "Boss Qi, don't think that you can get close to my soul by inviting me to dinner and chatting with me...... We are different people, and there is a gap in our souls, one in heaven and one on earth. ”

"Fart, how do you know I have no soul!?" Qi Lei glared, and said: "I invited you to drink tonight to ask you to help me write a poem." ”

"Write poetry?" the great poet was surprised.

"Yes, write a poem in memory of me...... Deceased sister. Qi Lei looked lonely, lit a cigarette, and told Xiulian's story.

Qi Lei spoke slowly and meticulously, and it took an hour to finish.

The great poet listened silently, with a bright fire in his eyes, and nodded: "I saw the wrong person, it turns out that you also have a soul." ”

Qi Lei waved his hand: "Don't mention the soul, I asked you to write poems, can you write them?" As long as you write poems, I will support you in the future, I don't need you to work, and provide you with food, drink and shelter every day." ”

Chen Dashi didn't speak, and looked at the city night outside the window in a daze.

Qi Lei was about to urge, but saw Chen Dashi suddenly open his backpack, take out a pen and notebook, and write with a brush.

There was almost no pause, and after three minutes, Chen Dashi tore off the piece of paper and handed it to Qi Lei.

Qi Lei took the poem, read it silently in his heart, and immediately burst into tears.

The poem is not long, but Qi Lei understands it and understands every word:

1. Gardenias bloomed

Time freezes in a pure white

this day

The green reeds swayed gently

Gardenia is your smile

Together with the teal reeds, make up your evening outfit

2. White is dignified

Cyan is sorrow

The moment you go

Every intersection

They all left a dignified and sad appearance

3. The moment of the soul fit is holy

Buddhas in the void

Guide you, separate the mundane dust for you, and sacrifice a white holy light

The sky is no longer dark

Reeds swaying on the water

It's the fragrance you leave behind

4. My world, dimmed with a sigh

However, there is a light on the other side that is gradually brightening

You stand in the clouds on the other side

Manners are all directions, looking at me from afar

……

Qi Lei read it over and over again, sobbing and sobbing. His thoughts, regrets and blessings for Xiulian were all accurately expressed by this great poet Chen.

"Do you understand?" asked Chen Guangming.

"I understand, you write very well...... Qi Lei wiped a handful of tears and said: "What you mean is that Xiulian is the gardenia of our hometown, the reed on the river beach of our hometown, and has been led to the sky by the gods." She's alive and well in heaven, she's watching me......"

Chen Dashi sighed and nodded: "That's why I said that people have souls. Xiulian has a soul, on the other side of what we can't see. ”