"You're busy, I'm going to see the yew I planted!" Professor Wen said and turned out of the greenhouse.

Professor Wen couldn't stay any longer, and he had the urge to grab the collar of Zhang Wolf's clothes and curse, "What the hell are you insulting science! Are you really a yew tree? Or is it a bud rice?"

Don't complain that Professor Wen is angry, Zhang Wolf This is completely a routine of planting buds, digging a pit ten centimeters, and putting two or three seeds in the pit.

Of course, Zhang Wolf didn't know what Professor Wen thought, and even if he did, at most he would laugh.

Can he tell Professor Wen that the seeds he planted just now have begun to sprout?

In Zhang Wolf's words, there is nothing that cannot be solved by a wisp of incense, if there is, then two wisps, it is really not possible to have the power of faith and the light of merit.

In Zhang Wolf's view, the breath of incense is a panacea, which can be turned into aura for Zhang Wolf to cultivate, and can also be used as nourishment for the soul, and can also wash the body, so that the body becomes transparent and unstained.

Let animals and plants evolve and promote the development and growth of animals and plants, these are all pediatrics for the spirit of incense.

Zhang Wolf is not simply burying the seeds in the soil, in the place where Professor Wen can't see, Zhang Wolf mobilizes the earth to nourish the yew seeds that have just been buried in the soil, giving birth to yew seeds, so that it germinates quickly, if it is not for Zhang Wolf carefully controlling the growth of yew, if it is allowed to grow, this will be kung fu, the buds sent out by yew seeds can drill out of the ground.

"Director, the teacher in the city said that I was good at singing, do you think I should become a singer?" As soon as Professor Wen left, the women working in the greenhouse were let go, and a woman smiled at Zhang Wolf and said.

"I think it's okay, Changhe's family, why don't you sing one for us? Let me appreciate the demeanor of future singers in advance?" Zhang Wolf laughed and teased.

"Yes, sister-in-law, you sing one to the director! If the director thinks it's good, maybe he really praises you as a singer!" Changhe's daughter-in-law replied with a smile.

This greenhouse was contracted by Changhe's daughter-in-law and several concubines, and there were also a large number of women from Yang Haoming's family, another contractor who was preparing to plant yew greenhouses.

Three women in one play, more than a dozen women get together, that is a good show.

"Director, can I sing? Can you really make me a singer?"

"Okay, no problem, as long as your parents have no opinion, I will send you to Xiangjiang to be a big singer!" Zhang Wolf smiled.

"Really?" Changhe's daughter-in-law's eyes lit up, and she asked with a wistful face.

"What do you say, plant your land well! If I send you to Xiangjiang, won't your family want me to do my best?" Zhang Wolf glanced at Changhe's daughter-in-law angrily.

"He dare!" Changhe's daughter-in-law glared, wanting to show that she was in charge, but suddenly thought that in the greenhouse, her mother-in-law was also there, and she was immediately deflated and stopped talking.

"Let me tell you, those singers are not so easy to be, although they make a lot of money and are very beautiful, but you can't see the hardships they endure behind their backs! Drinking with rich people is a trivial matter! In the past, those who sang operas were called operas, and their status was similar to that of prostitutes, and now the singers are similar, and these singers are a group of poor people!

It's good to sing and sing on weekdays to cultivate your mood, and it's better to be a singer!" Zhang Wolf gave them a preventive shot, for fear that if someone couldn't think about it, he would abandon his husband and son and run out to be a singer, which would become a joke.

"Alas! I didn't expect to be a singer so miserable! I still thought that I could make more money by being a singer, and send my family to study in the city in the future!"

"I said Changhe daughter-in-law, don't be dissatisfied, what's wrong with our village? You don't know how many people outside envy our village, and how many girls want to marry into our village! Let me tell you, if you go to Xiangjiang to be a singer on the front foot, your family will dare to kick you on the back foot, and find another one! Do you believe it or not?" Yang Haoming's daughter-in-law couldn't help but speak for her brother.

Yang Haoming's daughter-in-law's maiden family is the Tian family, and Tian Changhe is not far away, it is a cousin relationship, seeing the sister-in-law speak, although Changhe's daughter-in-law is not very happy, but she doesn't say anything anymore, she knows that this is the truth.

"Hey, didn't you say to sing a song to us, hurry up and sing, although I can't send you to Xiangjiang to be a singer, but if you sing really well, the director will still be rewarded!" Zhang Wolf diverted the topic.

"What's the reward?"

"How about giving you a bottle of monkey wine?" Zhang Wolf pointed out that Changhe's daughter-in-law is a good drinker, and ordinary people in the village can't drink her.

"Okay! Then I'll sing you Teresa Teng's "Story of a Small Town"!" As soon as she heard that she was rewarded with a bottle of monkey wine, Changhe's daughter-in-law came to her senses.

To say that the villagers of Xilong Mountain Villa have seen more than most Chinese in this era, and the video tapes of those movies and TV series brought back by Zhang Wolf from Xiangjiang and a huge number of song tapes make these mountain village women, although they have never been to big cities, they really have to compare with those people in big cities, and they are not much less knowledgeable.

"There are many stories in a small town

Full of joy and joy

If you come to a small town

The harvest is particularly rewarding

It looks like a painting

Sounds like a song

The realm of life, truth, goodness, and beauty are included here

Talk about talking

It's a good story in a small town

Invite your friends to come along

The town is a guest

Talk about talking

It's a good story in a small town

Invite your friends to come along."

"Okay! The singing is really good! There is a bit of Teresa Teng's taste!" Zhang Wolf praised with a smile, "After work at night, go to my house to get monkey wine!"

"Director!Director!Please answer when you hear it!" Changhe's daughter-in-law just wanted to express her gratitude, when the walkie-talkie held in Zhang Wolf's waist rang.

"I'm here! what's the matter?"

"Secretary Pang is here! Secretary Pang is here!"

"Got it! go back immediately!" Zhang Wolf put away the walkie-talkie.

"You're busy! I'll go first!" Zhang Wolf said to Changhe's daughter-in-law and others, and turned around and left the greenhouse.

"Director, go slowly!"

"Director, you can leave with confidence! There are us in the greenhouse!" Changhe's daughter-in-law shouted from behind.

Zhang Wolf was stunned, this bear girl, can you speak? What do you mean to go with confidence?

Zhang Wolf didn't bother to bother with them, waved his hand and walked out.

"Haha! Squad Leader Pang, why don't you make a phone call before coming?" Zhang Wolf laughed and walked into the village committee room.

"What are you calling? Xilong Villa is like my mother's family to me! You kid doesn't welcome me here, or what? Let me tell you, I'm here today to ask for an account!" said Pang, who smiled and stretched out his hands to shake Zhang Wolf.

Another middle-aged man in the reception room was a little depressed, and he was stunned, what is the situation?

Secretary Pang actually stretched out his hands to shake hands with this Director Zhang?

"Director Ma, welcome, welcome! I went to the greenhouse just now, so I made you wait for a long time!" After shaking hands with Danghai, Zhang Wolf stretched out his hand to another middle-aged man who bowed to the top and smiled.