After five or six days of hard work, the winter shearing operation of the experimental forest that was marked out was gradually coming to an end.

The branches that originally grew wildly with teeth and claws were repaired and deformed under the guidance of Technician Qin. Or pluck the heart of the tree, or twist the tip of the branch. According to the professional terminology taught by Qin technicians, it is "to promote the growth of trees, create a skeleton, balance the tree potential, and arrange branch groups". In terms of pruning, it is a short shear throw, a sparse shear retraction, and so on. At first, it made a few people in the technical team dizzy. Just the bunch of hard words made my head dizzy. Later, Technician Qin changed his teaching methods. He personally climbed the mountain and climbed the trees, taught him hand in hand, and demonstrated one key to the next, so that he could be regarded as teaching this group of stupid children in the mountains to understand. It's just that it hurts Technician Qin. He was accustomed to being pampered in the city, and all of a sudden he fell into this strong physical profession, climbing mountains and mountains, trees and branches, and his body could not bear it first, and his life could not go up. His originally square face plate is gradually drying up. His ruddy face had long since lost its luster, and his skin had become dark and rough, making him look like an old farmer in the village.

The foreign people in Beijing understood, but the villagers didn't understand it very much, and they exclaimed together, what kind of care is this to take care of the apricot forest, it is clearly a disaster to the forest. The apricot tree grew so big that it was cut down and broken. Sensei said that the spring is fruitful, and it is enough to survive or not. So, the villagers went to the xylophone to complain, saying that the Qin technician used our forest as firewood to chop it, and the brigade didn't care about it. If we don't care, we'll go to the commune.

Xylophone explained to Technician Qin, saying that he was a senior scientific researcher from a big city, and he helped us with scientific management, so how could he use trees as firewood to cut them. However, the xylophone also doesn't understand, this scientific management, you have to cut trees and prune branches. Seeing the branches all over the ground under the tree, I was also very distressed, but it was difficult to speak. After all, Technician Qin went to ask for it by himself. Since you believe in people, you have to let people do it. If you use other people, but you don't believe in others, this is not a xylophone style. Like the villagers, Xylophone stared at Technician Qin's actions with anxiety all day long. If you have something to say, you have to force it into your stomach, you don't dare to say it, and you have to pretend to smile and ask for warmth.

It is obvious that Sour Apricot has always been skeptical about the practice of collecting apricot groves, centralized management, and unified dividends.

Since the last villagers' meeting, a few people have often gathered in his home, carefully considering the pros and cons of harvesting the forest. Among the people who came, there were Zhenshu, Four Seasons, Maoqing, Maoshan and others. Sometimes, Zhenfu and Maolin also came to the sky and told Sour Xing's thoughts and next step planning about the xylophone, and asked Sour Xing's opinion. Although Sour Xing has stepped down, his residual prestige is still there, and the prestige he has cultivated for more than 20 years is still firmly squatting in the hearts of the villagers. Especially the Zhenfu Maolin who have followed him for many years, they have always regarded him as the backbone of the house, and they can't leave it for a moment. Once I can't hear his words for a few days, I always feel that I have no bottom in my heart, and I have no score to do.

At first, Sour Apricot always said to the people who came, I have already gone down, and I can no longer dictate the affairs of the collective. Listen to the xylophone assignment. She is solely responsible for the collective affairs, and talking too much by herself will affect her work.

Zhenfu said that although the xylophone is in power, and everything is up to her, it is true that this forest is collective and the property of the big guys. If you don't get it right, things will be messed up, and the loss will be the family's.

Mao Lin also said, I always feel that this matter is a bit mysterious. It means that relying on an outsider to help us manage, can you treat us sincerely? If he gets it right, he'll be paid. If he takes the big head, we will continue to work blindly, and we will only have a share of soup left. If you don't get it right, people will pat their butts and leave. Who will clean up the rest of the mess?

Maoqing, who was originally honest and clumsy, was also anxious. He said, I'll check it out. The good tree was cut down by the branches and the heart of the tree. After the beginning of spring, even if you don't die, you can't slow down, and you are looking forward to hanging fruit and eating apricots this year.

These words poured into the ears one by one, and if they poured too much, they made the sour apricot heart hairy. He thought that although he had stepped down, after all, this was a major matter involving the vital interests of the whole village, and he couldn't be careless. I have to remind the xylophone and tell her to be on guard. In doing so, it will be beneficial to everyone.