"Giggle~"

With the call of the rooster, the morning sun rises from the east in August, shining on the pleasant ravine of Wanling Village, and the gurgling water is covered with a layer of golden color, which is very beautiful.

It was another new day, Zhang Hao got up from the bed, walked out after washing, and sighed: "I have to face the cold eyes of the people again!"

Zhang Hao suddenly came up with an idea, if the villagers were allowed to drive luxury cars and live in villas overnight, he should be very popular, right?

Thinking too much, thinking too much, Zhang Hao immediately shook his head.

Stretch your waist, enjoy the wonderful morning, come out of the unrealistic illusion, or do your job well.

At this time, the villagers who were working in the fields passed by the village committee with hoes, and still no one was looking at him as if there was no one.

People are most afraid of being indifferent to others, and Zhang Hao is the same, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Hao slowly understood the importance of land to farmers.

Land is to farmers what it is to young people, more important than women and money, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is comparable to one's own life.

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Today's work is relatively idle, and the work in the village is like this, maybe only ten days a month need to be busy, and the rest of the time is sitting in the village committee waiting for people to come to the door.

When Zhang Hao was doing nothing, a familiar voice poured into his ears.

"Director Zhang, let's go, exercise and exercise!" Ren Ran was the moving face and gentle voice, Zhao Xiaoqian passed by with a hoe and shouted.

Zhang Hao smiled, he originally had some ideas in his heart, and it was best to understand some things in the land when dealing with the villagers, so that they could have a common language and better integrate into the masses.

However, Uncle Wang, who was following Zhao Xiaoqian, hated Zhang Hao for no reason, and Zhang Hao didn't dare to think about it.

In these years, the old man is notoriously close to his daughter-in-law.

Zhang Hao looked at the orderly behavior of the villagers working in the fields on the sidewalks in the fields, carrying hoes in rows and rows, a bit like the Red Army's Long March.

Occasionally, two high-pitched songs resounded in the mountains, singing the good qualities of the local people who were diligent, simple, and contented.

Zhang Hao was overjoyed, and worry was rarely seen on the faces of the villagers, and it should be happy to be a cadre for such a group of simple villagers.

In a moment, the procession stopped, huddled together.

The ground that stopped was the field where Zhang Hao helped the corn last night, the corn field of Uncle Wang's house.

Slowly, the sound of exclamation came from the crowd, and even the villagers who had already gone down to the field to weed the corn also gathered around, and the atmosphere was quite lively.

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, what was so pleasing? From a distance, he couldn't see the specific situation clearly.

After a while, Kong Zhishu also rushed over and shouted to Zhang Hao, who was standing outside the door of the village committee: "Let's go, Xiao Zhang, let's go and see strange things (local saying, meaning strange things)." ”

Zhang Hao was interested, and followed Kong Zhishu, with Kong Zhishu there, Zhang Hao felt a full sense of security.

When I arrived at the crowd, I saw Uncle Wang holding a few corns and smiling, and the surrounding villagers also coaxed to congratulate.

"Awesome, my lord!"

"This bud valley is not suitable for water and soil, it seems that it only serves you!"

Zhang Hao listened to these words of praise, and felt too familiar, and the villagers seemed to be following the trend.

Where do ordinary people know what Internet vocabulary is? It's just a common chatter, but it has become a rarity when it is mentioned on the Internet.

Therefore, wisdom is hidden in the people, and the people in the city do not necessarily have much knowledge.

What made Zhang Hao a little puzzled was a few corns, as for being so happy?

Obviously, I don't know where Uncle Wang is?

However, Zhang Hao was very careful, looked around, and found that the corn around him was still growing, peeling off the corn next to him, and some of them had not even grown grains.

And the corn in Uncle Wang's hand is fully ripe, is Uncle Wang happy because of this?

The picture is a good lottery, and it is estimated that this year will be a bumper harvest.

Zhang Hao thought a little simpler like this, and Uncle Li's words woke him up.

"Old man Wang, you shit, tell me honestly, where did you buy the seeds for the turtle?

"Don't talk about those, the ten thousand orders that Lao Tzu bought together, I don't have to worry about it, people blame the house foundation!" Uncle Wang said with a smile.

The villagers laughed too.

Zhang Hao heard an unfamiliar word, stepped forward and asked Kong Zhishu, "Kong Zhishu, what is Wandan?"

Kong Zhishu explained with a smile: "It is the bud valley seeds, and most of the seeds in our village are bought with 10,000 single seeds and Yueyu seeds, which are resistant to drought and sand!"

"Is this corn good?" Zhang Hao continued.

"It's good, but it's not so good," Kong Zhishu said, pointing to the corn in Uncle Wang's hand.

"The quality of the bud can be distinguished from the depth and firmness of the particles, as well as the number of columns of the particles, generally the number of buds and valleys is as long as 23, and 24 columns are already considered to be the top of the sky.

But if you look at the bud valley in Uncle Wang's hand, the number of columns has reached more than 40 columns, anyway, I have lived for decades, and I have never heard of it, and it is estimated that it has never appeared in the whole country. ”

After Kong Zhishu explained in detail, Zhang Hao completely understood the reason why Uncle Wang laughed.

As the head of Wanling Village, Zhang Hao is of course happy that the villagers can grow such a rare corn, and hopes that every household will have such a harvest.

"Uncle Wang, tell everyone about your experience in growing corn, so that everyone can learn and learn!" Zhang Hao suddenly came out and said.

"Yes, old man Wang, if there is any way to tell everyone!" the villagers also asked.

Old man Wang hated Zhang Hao, why are you there?

But I'm happy today, it's rare to have a problem with you, a cucumber egg.

Uncle Wang got up and patted the dirt on his body, not to mention, his body really looked like an expert.

Uncle Wang began to talk about his experience in growing corn.

The villagers listened patiently.

"The key is to be attentive, and treat the crops like your own children!"

The villagers were also very face-saving, and even nodded their heads and agreed: "Reasonable, reasonable!"

After all, the facts are in front of us, and as for what people say, the audience will feel that it makes sense.

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Zhang!"

When Zhang Hao clapped and applauded Old Man Wang to support the scene, Kong Zhishu shouted twice.

"Eh, what's the matter with Secretary Kong?" Zhang Hao hurriedly walked out of the crowd and ran to Secretary Kong's side and asked.

"Isn't the village selecting 'hard-working families' and 'farming experts'? Give the old man Wang's family a whole picture!" Kong Zhishu was very happy when he saw the villagers, and he was also very happy.

"Okay, Kong Zhishu, I'll go to his house at noon and paste it!" Liao Yi said, Kong Zhishu nodded.

Uncle Wang's family planted super corn mobilized the enthusiasm of the villagers and strictly implemented the "heart policy" he described.

If there is such a harvest on every acre of land this year, according to the market conditions of the corn market, it is not a small amount to sell it for one yuan and one catty.