When returning to the forest farm, Ling Zikai asked He Wandong if he would walk up the mountain or wait until he would go up the mountain first and bring a few batches of horses back.

After learning that the forest farm was only more than four miles away from the town, He Wandong waved his hand and said boldly: "Isn't it just such a road, let's walk, just climb the mountain and exercise." ”

In fact, the mountain road leading to the forest farm is very gentle, and it is suitable for walking.

He Wandong took the lead and walked in the front with Ling Zikai. The cuckoo accompanied He Ling's mother and daughter and fell behind.

In order to take care of them, Ling Zikai deliberately slowed down his walking speed.

For He Wandong and others living in the metropolis, after being accustomed to seeing the high-rise buildings and the hustle and bustle of traffic, they suddenly found themselves in the verdant forest, and their mood was particularly comfortable.

In the woods on the side of the mountain road, the leaves of rare leaf trees such as pine, red pine, and spruce are still green. In some broad-leaved trees, the color of the leaves has begun to gradually change, from green to yellow, orange, and then to red. From a distance, it looks like someone has accidentally knocked over the palette and dyed a variety of colors on the canvas.

"It's beautiful!"

He Wandong sincerely sighed: "After more than 20 years, I finally saw the colorful mountains of Xing'an Mountains again!"

"Uncle He, have you been to Xing'anling before?"

He Wandong nodded and said: "When I was a child, after reading a text in a book describing the beautiful scenery of Xing'an Mountains, my heart was full of yearning for this beautiful place. In the summer of the year I came to Beijing from Hong Kong Island to attend university, I went to the Northern Province alone and stayed in Hung Yen City for a week before the start of the semester. ”

Ling Zikai said with a smile: "Could it be that you met Aunt Zhang Fang at that time, and then you deduced a lingering and thrilling love!"

"You're half right. I met Ah Fang at that time, but not in Xing'an City, but on the train back to the capital. It seems to be the current season. ”

"Then you're too early!"

After hearing He Wandong's words, the cuckoo who was walking behind said: "If you want to see the most spectacular and colorful autumn colors in Xing'an Mountains, the best time is from mid to late September. Like larch, birch, poplar, etc., the leaves of the trees only begin to change after frost.

The most amazing color is the leaves of the Mongolian oak, commonly known as the oak tree, which turn fiery red after frost, then orange-red, then orange-yellow, and finally yellow-brown. And to maintain this color of the oak leaves in the fierce autumn wind blowing, and the harsh ice and snow cold pressure, she will never give in, only in the next spring, new leaves germination, she will reluctantly say goodbye to the branches, embrace the earth.

And the reddest color is the maple tree, and the frosted tea maple leaves are as red as blood, just like the fire!

The scene at that time was really red all over the mountains, and the forests were dyed, which was the most shocking!"

Du Juan's words not only aroused He Wandong's heart, but even He Ling and Zhang Fang were full of yearning.

He Ling said with some regret: "It's still more than a month before the end of September, and by that time, we will have already left the Northern Province, and it seems that we have no eyes!"

"That's not necessarily! If we get the investment project with Yunhai, you can see the beautiful scenery of the colorful mountains here every day. Of course, whether this wish can be realized or not, the key lies in the Zikai brothers!"

He Wandong stopped as he spoke, and said to Ling Zikai: "Zikai, what do you think of the cooperation plan I talked about in the town just now?"

Ling Zikai knew that He Wandong would definitely ask himself this question, so he had already prepared in his heart, and said: "Uncle He, this matter, when I get to the forest farm, I will introduce you to a person first, and after taking a look at a plan he made, let's talk about this issue again, okay?"

Introduce a person, read a plan, and do you have anything to do with this collaboration?

He Wandong didn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in Ling Zikai's gourd.

Fortunately, it only took more than 40 minutes to return to the forest farm. Ling Zikai shouted a few times, but he didn't hear Zhang Nan and Lin Xing'an's response, so he probably went to the forest to investigate again.

After inviting He Wandong's family of three to a wooden house to sit down and rest, Ling Zikai went to Lin Xing'an's wooden house and brought the Yunhai Forest Farm Development Planning Book.

When he returned to the wooden house, he found that He Wandong was the only one left inside, and after asking, he learned that Zhang Fang's mother and daughter went to the kitchen with Du Juan to prepare lunch.

"Uncle He, take a look at this first!"

He Wandong took the plan in Ling Zikai's hand and looked at it.

At the beginning, He Wandong was still a little disapproving, thinking: Isn't it just a small forest farm, even if it develops, it can't have much prospects!

But after reading the first phase of the plan, he was fascinated by the whimsical ideas written on it, and with a surprised expression on his face, he looked at it intently.

Ling Zikai didn't bother He Wandong, got up and made two cups of tea. One cup was placed on the wooden box beside He Wandong, and he held another cup and sat on a wooden stake used as a stool, drinking tea quietly.

In the past, in Yunhai Town, in addition to drinking some milk tea, few people drank green tea and black tea. It is said that this habit of drinking tea only slowly became popular after the arrival of Ling Zikai's father.

Although Ling Zikai was born in the southern province where tea culture is prevalent, he has not developed the habit of never leaving the cup and the tea.

The tea leaves were left behind by my father, but they didn't look like they were really tea leaves, as if they had been picked from some unknown plant in the mountains. After soaking, the leaf shape is quite delicate and sharp, even, even, the color is tender and green, and it looks quite good.

After Ling Zikai took a sip of tea, he couldn't help but feel a burst of surprise.

I only felt that after the tea was in the mouth, it was a little bitter at first, but after the aftertaste, it was mellow and fresh, rich and long-lasting, and it was no less than the famous teas such as Da Hong Pao and Longjing that I had drunk before.

What particularly shocked Ling Zikai was that when the bitter taste in this tea melted away, he seemed to feel a trace of imperceptible coolness sneaking into his body, fusing with the ancestral god energy.

If it weren't for the existence of his ancestral god consciousness, he wouldn't be able to perceive it at all!

What kind of tea is this, it actually contains the essence of heaven and earth vitality!

Ling Zikai couldn't help but release his consciousness and extended to the small pot of tea that was placed in the wooden cabinet. Sure enough, in those tea leaves, he clearly felt the existence of a cloud of Yuan Qi mist, which looked very thin, ethereal, and could dissipate at any time.

Sister Du Juan should know the origin of this tea!

This unexpected discovery made Ling Zikai feel like he was walking on the river beach and suddenly picked up a piece of gold, and he couldn't wait to find the cuckoo immediately, and let her take him to the mountains to find this kind of "tea".

He Wandong was also pleasantly surprised, looking at the plan book in his hand, he sometimes felt a little incredible, his face was full of shock, and sometimes it seemed that a mysterious door appeared in front of him, and a magical world was hidden on the side of the door.

When he closed the last page of the plan, he felt that his mood was agitated and it was difficult to calm down, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.

After a long time, He Wandong let out a long breath, opened his eyes, looked at Ling Zikai and said, "You wrote this plan?"

Hearing He Wandong's question, Ling Zikai also woke up from his excitement and said, "Uncle He, if I can make such a plan, I don't need to stay in this deep mountain and old forest. I asked a professor from Northern Forestry University to do it. That's what I told you, to introduce the guy you know, and he's staying in the woods, and he's probably going to the woods at this point. ”

After a pause, Ling Zikai asked, "What do you think of this plan?"

He Wandong pondered for a moment and said: "I have great admiration for the professor who wrote this plan, this is indeed a talented expert, and he has created a perfect world for us with a very imaginative and advanced thinking.

If his plan can really be realized, then what kind of world will be presented in front of us human beings?

Listen to this passage on the last page of his plan:

Maybe in the near future,

On the planet we live on,

No more deserts, no more raging sandstorms,

Floods caused by soil erosion will leave us,

We no longer have to worry about excessive CO2 emissions and changing the atmosphere.

We don't have to mourn the extinction of a certain population,

By that time, endless green forests will cover all the vast land.

Thousands of plants with strong roots rooted in the cracks of the mountains, broken rocks,

Soil was created in the rolling yellow sand.

The forest shelters from the wind and rain with dense leaves,

reclaiming a home for the life that depends on the soil,

Become the most magnificent landscape of life,

To create a suitable living space for all life that enters the forest,

Our Earth home will be exceptionally blue in the infinite universe.

He Wandong finished reading aloud in a passionate voice, and after Lin Xing'an wrote this proud chapter, he was silent for a while, and said leisurely: "It's a pity, as the saying goes, the ideal is full, and the reality is the backbone." Aren't you going to implement it as a plan for the future development of the forest farm?"

"You're right, this is indeed the specific plan for the future development of Yunhai Forest Farm!"

Hearing Ling Zikai's answer, He Wandong looked at him as if he had seen a monster, and said, "You're not joking! Don't say it's your small Yunhai Forest Farm, even the United Nations Environmental Protection Organization can't do it." ”

Ling Zikai shook his head and said, "Uncle He, to tell you the truth, when I first saw this plan, I was also taken aback by the grand blueprint inside. As you said, I want a forest farm development plan, not a UN environmental protection organization's action plan. Eventually, however, I was ready to implement it as a plan for the future development of the farm. Do you know why?"

"Why?"

"For one person!