In the following days, Shi Wei seemed to burst out with a super enthusiasm, pulling Canghai to go to the hotel from time to time, ordering dishes to see the venue or something, and asking about everything in detail, making Canghai feel that it was a bit redundant to find a wedding company.

Not only Shi Wei, but Wang Zhenzhen, the mother-in-law-to-be, was also busy working together, and Canghai's role became a full-time driver serving their mothers.

Canghai has no choice, and there are no parents or brothers on his own side, everything depends on the two of them.

In short, for the rest of the New Year, Canghai didn't feel the flavor of the New Year at all, and even Canghai didn't catch up to take a look at it on the day when the village sang a big opera.

How to say this, to describe it in a sentence that is not very prepared, now Canghai feels that this is his own cannon, and he has to finish it with tears!

Since it has been decided to do a big deal, then there are some links that are essential, what kind of ceremony, although it is a little late, but the one who should go has to go, when the ceremony, Canghai sent a car to the old father-in-law's family, and the people around Shi Zhenbang were hot.

Shi Zhenbang, like many Chinese people, has a love for German cars that is immersed in their bones, and Lao Poussin is a god car in their hearts, and he has an almost complex love for the public, and he doesn't know what to say.

Anyway, the most important thing for the father-in-law is that the father-in-law likes it, and he has nothing to say whether he likes it or not, so Canghai asked Zhang Jiusheng to find a friend in the city to help him pick up a black Magotan with a second top.

tossed until it was almost the end of the first month, and Shi Wei and Wang Zhenzhen stopped. Canghai's small days have returned to their previous leisurely appearance.

In the middle of March, the temperature in Sijiaping has begun to rise significantly, the snow around the village has gradually melted, and the small river at the mouth of the village has slowly been revealed, and there are signs of expansion day by day, and the water level is also rising.

In other places in the city, after several failures in the beginning of spring, there were several light snowfalls, but the temperature in Sijiaping rose all the way against the market, and the opening of spring was decent.

"Second brother, second brother!"

Canghai heard Ping'an hurriedly calling his name outside, so he stood up from his rocking chair with his feet, threw the book in his hand on the small table next to him, and walked out of the study.

"What are you yelling for?" Canghai saw that there was sweat running out of Ping'an's head, and opened his mouth to ask.

Ping An said happily: "The seedlings are out, the seedlings are out!"

Hearing Ping'an say this, Canghai knew that it was the watermelon seeds cultivated in the village that had emerged.

As early as a week and a half ago, Zuo Boguang of the Provincial Agricultural University took several of his students to the village and began to raise seedlings with watermelon seeds provided by Canghai. Looking at the appearance of Ping'an, you can know that this is the watermelon seed germination in the nursery.

"When the seedlings emerge, the seedlings will emerge!" Canghai pouted slightly.

Ping An opened his mouth and asked, "When will we start over there?"

Canghai looked at the blue sky overhead, thought for a while and said, "In two days, you and Wu Hui have nothing to do, take a good rest and rest, and when you start sowing, you will have a hard life."

Wu Hui returned to the village as soon as she finished the fifth day of the new year, but these days seem to be a kind of torment for the diligent girl, there is nothing to do all day, she is full and sleeps and eats, which makes her feel a little idle, and she can clean the small nest and Canghai's house once or twice a day, and the Canghai family can now show the shadow of people on the table clean.

"Okay, okay, otherwise this day will be too boring, and nothing will happen when I open my eyes all day," Ping An said happily with a grin.

After speaking, he seemed to remember something, so he ran down the slope with his legs, shouting as he ran: "I'll go and tell Wu Hui the news."

Canghai looked at Ping'an's back, sighed and turned his head into the study, and when he picked up the book again, he found that he couldn't read it anymore, put on his coat and took a step to go to the nursery in the village to take a look.

The nursery room in the village is selected in three new kilns in the east of the village, one is that the temperature is guaranteed, and the other is relatively close to Zuo Boguang and other professionals, so that they can observe and sum up experience.

When Canghai arrived at the nursery room, he found that there were already many people standing in the nursery room, and almost all the people in the village who were forty or fifty years old and went up had arrived, and a nursery room was tightly crowded.

Everyone saw Canghai come in, although they were all Canghai's uncles and uncles in terms of seniority, they all felt that they had made way for Canghai, so that Canghai could walk next to Zuo Boguang.

Came to Zuo Boguang's side, Canghai saw that there were layers of iron shelves on the original fire kang, and there were shallow iron boxes on the iron shelves, about five centimeters deep in one meter square, and each iron box had a layer of wet and shallow soil, and now a small green bud appeared in the iron box, and the watermelon seeds left by Canghai last year germinated.

"Haiwazi is here, see how this seedling grows?" Hu Shijie saw Canghai squeezing in, and immediately beckoned to Canghai, and then pointed to the melon sprouts in the iron box.

Canghai nodded, and said to Zuo Boguang: "Professor Zuo is really hard, the seedlings are quite strong!"

Saying this, Canghai didn't think so, because what? Because when raising seedlings, Canghai secretly added a little space water to the spray seedling water, if it was just by Jingzuo Boguang, how could this seedling break through the hard watermelon seed shell outside in five or six days!

Zuo Boguang smiled happily and said: "It's not too easy to say now, you always have to wait for the two leaves to draw up to come to the conclusion, this year is the first time everyone has planted it, and they don't have much experience, that is, you have more experience in the sea......."

Canghai listened to Zuo Boguang's ghostly talk, while pretending to listen very attentively, and nodded his head from time to time.

Miao Zhengwei waited for Zuo Boguang to finish speaking, and then opened his mouth and asked, "Then when can I plant it in the ground?"

Zuo Boguang looked at the tender green melon seedlings in front of him: "It will take four or five days at the earliest, I think everyone can move, and the ground should be turned up."

Hearing Zuo Boguang say this, Miao Zhengwei glanced at Hu Shijie and asked in a deliberative tone: "Then the old director, let's arrange for the big guy to move?"

"Then move!" Hu Shijie shook his head lightly, and then said in a firm tone.

After the tenth day of the first lunar month, Hu Shijie and Miao Zhengwei began to take a group of old people in the village to start dividing the land, and they were busy. Not only did he calculate everyone's basic fields, but he also worked out a set of rewards and punishments in detail, and the sea was a little dizzy when he looked at it at a glance.

It wasn't enough to just get it out, so the two of them arranged for the villagers to attend classes, not only to learn how to plant watermelons, but also to learn what diseases and pests to prevent, and most importantly, to let every villager eat the spirit of the village.

Good guy, if Canghai didn't know, he would still think that Sijiaping Village had returned to the previous commune era.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Canghai, Canghai's family with Ping'an and Wu Hui did not join the unified farm economy in the village, because Canghai's own family has at least 10,000 acres of vacant land to grow melons, and it is really impossible to compete with the villagers for benefits.

And according to Canghai's ghost thoughts, even if the villagers work in the sky, it is impossible to exceed Ping'an and Wu Hui's dividends for a year.

Canghai's idea here is: I can get rich with the big guy, but none of you can get richer than me, this is a matter of principle.

Canghai doesn't want to get rich with a big guy on his side, the last person has a higher income than himself, and sometimes the income represents the confidence of people to speak, although such a thing will definitely happen, but Canghai still decided to press this possibility into the mud.

Canghai pondered these messy things in his heart, but Li Licheng and the others next to him were beaming, and everyone felt that their good days were coming.

"Then it's settled, I'll call the agricultural machinery company and ask them to come over tomorrow to turn over the ground," Miao Zhengwei said.

"Agricultural machinery company?" Canghai was a little surprised when he heard this.

In the past, there were a lot of agricultural machinery companies, and finally the agricultural machinery companies slowly declined, and now as the land slowly begins to concentrate, the family-style farming method is slowly developing towards intensification and farming, and the demand for large machinery is also high.

Some of the big agricultural machines are very expensive, and a tractor may be more expensive than a Rolls-Royce, which is not a joke, but real. The small farmers who had just gathered together could not afford to buy such large machines, so some of them began to invest in agricultural machinery and began to rent services.

When Hu Shijie saw it, he understood that Canghai didn't know about it, so he opened his mouth and explained: "Xiao Miao thinks that our village road is open, and the big agricultural machinery can be driven in, so he discussed it with us, and the flat terrain will be ploughed with the big agricultural machinery ......."

Hearing Hu Shijie's explanation, Canghai understood, Zuo Boguang was born in a professional class, although he had not planted a large area of watermelons before, but this theoretical level is still there, that thing is a set, Sijiaping is a loess slope, one after another, the vast majority of them have not been turned over for thousands of years, at least for decades, so these people decided to turn over the soil.

Not only to turn it over, but also to check the nutrient composition in the soil, what trace elements are missing, etc., you can add some to the soil.

All in all, people's frame is scientific farming! Compared with it, Canghai is a joke!

"It's good, it's good!"

What can Canghai say? Compared with others, Canghai is a wild road!

Staying in the nursery room, Canghai listened for a while, waited for everyone to disperse, and then returned to his home.

As soon as she entered the door, Shi Wei opened her mouth and asked, "Are you ready to sow seeds in two days?"

"Hmm!" Canghai nodded.

"Shall we try the methods in the village?" Shi Wei asked.

Canghai smiled when he heard this: "What, don't believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe you, I just think that the technology in the village is more like that, we have to believe in science," Shi Wei said.

"Forget it, I don't understand it to you," Canghai said with a smile.

As soon as he said this, Canghai heard his mobile phone ringing, took it out and looked at it, and found that it was Akio Matsuda calling.

After answering the phone, Canghai chatted a few words here, and then put down the phone and was a little stunned.

Shi Wei asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

Canghai said: "Akio Matsuda said to send us a few seeders!"

Shi Wei became even more strange when she heard this: "This is a good thing, people have sent us a few machines for nothing, why do you have this expression? Why are you not happy?"

Canghai shook his head and said, "Of course I'm happy, but I'm just a little emotional."

"What do you feel?"

Cang Hai understands history, knows that before the Anti-Japanese War, the little devils opened mines with the Chinese on Chinese soil, and from time to time they engaged in such small favors, and it was this kind of means that made many people inadvertently become accomplices, and they worked particularly hard for the little devils. Among them, it is often mentioned in modern history that Sheng Xuanhuai sold Han Yeping to a little devil.

Hearing Cang Haiyi's words, Shi Wei almost laughed.

Pointing at Canghai and smiling, he leaned back and forth: "You are a watermelon grower and still think about whether to sell the country or not, you can tell me what you can sell! You think too much, you think that now the country is a hundred years ago, you are really interesting!"

Canghai touched his nose when he heard this, thought about it embarrassedly and said, "It's too!"