"Raw?" Gu Xiaobei hurriedly asked. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's born, it's born, it's a fat boy with eight catties, I slaughtered the chicken, you can help stew it in a while, by the way, you can find two more clothes for your sister-in-law, and I'll send them over in a while." Lu Songyuan said as he untied a chicken and threw it into the chicken pen. One is ready to be slaughtered immediately.

"Okay, I'm going to boil water, eight-pound fat boy, that's good." Gu Xiaobei smiled and went into the house to pack Bai Xiaolan's clothes.

She brought some biscuits to the two children and put them on the small kang table under the grape trellis, and let the two children sit there and eat quietly, and she went to the kitchen to boil water.

Bai Xiaolan stayed in the hospital for one night and returned home with the child early the next morning.

It was Lu Songyuan who pushed back with a cart, Wen Xiuqing helped push the side of the cart, and Zhou Siping held the child.

Gu Xiaobei waited at the gate with the two children, watching a few people push the cart back, and when they arrived, they saw Bai Xiaolan with an aggrieved look, and then looked at the tightly wrapped in the quilt, with a big flower headscarf that Zhou Siping bought at the entrance of the hospital on his head, and tied a knot on his chin.

Like Qiu Ju in Qiu Ju's lawsuit, Gu Xiaobei was happy, in late July, the wind was blowing and it was hot, at this moment, Bai Xiaolan's little face was red, and beads of sweat were dripping down.

As soon as Bai Xiaolan entered the house, she was about to take off her headscarf, this thing stuffed her scalp and itched.

"You can't pick it up, I'm lying on the bed honestly, and I'm getting wind on my head, and you'll have to suffer it in the future." Zhou Siping shouted sharply from behind.

Wen Xiuqing said openly: "There is no wind in the house, it is okay to take off the headscarf, it is not too hot, it is easy to catch fire." ”

Zhou Siping shook his head and insisted: "No, I want a child now, but I have to sit down this month." ”

Wen Xiuqing explained: "In the house, as long as you don't attract wind, it's okay, or Xiaolan is on fire, and the child is easy to follow the fire when he is breastfeeding." ”

Zhou Siping hesitated, but still insisted: "You untie the headscarf, it's cool, and you have to bring it." ”

Bai Xiaolan looked at her mother-in-law and mother, and said aggrievedly: "Mom, I'm really hot, look at my sweat, don't be out of confinement, you will cover me to death." ”

Gu Xiaobei looked at Bai Xiaolan's sweet burden with a smile on the side, leaned over to look at the child in Zhou Siping's arms, and said with a smile: "It's so good-looking, you see that there are no wrinkles on the face at all, and the skin is good, Xiaopang and Mo Forget were all skinny at that time." ”

Bai Xiaolan Nunu mouthed: "I looked ugly yesterday, but today I became good-looking." ”

Xiaopang tugged at the corner of Gu Xiaobei's clothes on the side: "Mom, sister, I'll look at my sister." ”

"It's a younger brother, not a younger sister." Gu Xiaobei picked up Xiaopang, asked her to look at the baby, and then asked, "Have you named it?" ”

Bai Xiaolan said excitedly: "I have a nickname, I will call it Doudou, how good, the big name doesn't know, at that time, Xiangdong said to let Jin Lao give it." Speaking of this, Bai Xiaolan was a little sad, the children were born, and Jin Xiangdong didn't know when he would come back.

…………

Jin Xiangdong didn't know that he had become a father at this time, and his fat son was waiting for him to come home.

was busy making a set for Bai Pingtian and letting him drill into it by himself.

In the Construction Corps, a lot of wasteland will also be used as a seed base.

In hundreds of acres of land, are planted into corn, in the corn smallpox, to pump the corn ceiling, to prevent mutual pollen, after several generations, survival of the fittest, to ensure the quality of corn seeds, to achieve the goal of high yield.

The regimental farm under Bai Pingtian's jurisdiction focuses on cultivating corn seeds.

Jin Xiangdong knew that Bai Pingtian was greedy, and when the division headquarters distributed bar 335 corn seeds, he saw the calculation on Bai Pingtian's face flashing, and then he sent people to watch Bai Pingtian's every move, and sure enough, he secretly made a deal with the local people, and exchanged the high-quality bar 335 seeds for ordinary Yugoslav No. 773 to earn the difference from the middle.

From the outside, there is little difference between the two kinds of corn, but the improved 353 has higher nutritional value and higher yield per mu.

Jin Xiangdong also made people pay attention to which company Bai Pingtian distributed the corn seeds to after the change.

Now in mid-July, it is the time to smoke smallpox for corn, and Jin Xiangdong knows that at this time, if there are companies that do not smoke corn smallpox or deliberately delay the time to smoke smallpox, then there must be a problem.

Jin Xiangdong found a few trustworthy employees in the company and went to squat early.

Soon the news came back that the Seventh Company, which was close to the side of the mountain, had not yet started to smoke smallpox.

When the division headquarters held another meeting, Jin Xiangdong deliberately boasted: "Commander Bai, this year's corn is planted very well, when I came to the division headquarters for a meeting, I happened to meet the staff of your third company smoking smallpox, and this year is another bumper harvest year!" Head Bai really has a hand in managing farmland, so he must ask for advice when he goes back. ”

Bai Pingtian was proud in his heart, and said modestly: "The main reason is that the support of the division this year is strong, and the employees are conscientious, Bai Mou doesn't dare to take credit."

Jin Xiangdong waited for him to say this, let him slap himself in the face for a while, smiled lightly, and said to the head of the Ninth Regiment sitting next door: "Your regiment seems to be planting corn this year, right?" What do you think? ”

The head of the Ninth Regiment is a native of the Northeast, with a loud voice, a high pitch, and an upright person: "What can I do, it has been raining over there this year, it is so close, the rain has fallen on our side, and now no one can enter the cornfield, and the smallpox has not been smoked." ”

Jin Xiangdong smiled and looked at Bai Pingtian and stopped talking, because he only needed to make a start, and naturally there would be good people to help him sing the trick, regardless of men and women, they would have a heart of gossip about right and wrong.

Sure enough, the head of the Ninth Regiment asked puzzledly: "Commander Bai, when I came, I passed by your Seventh Company, why didn't there be any movement?" That's not right, how can you delay the time to smoke smallpox in the past two days? ”

Bai Pingtian was stunned for a moment, scolded the commander of the seventh company in his heart, and repeatedly told him to quickly smoke the smallpox on the side of the road, so that passers-by could not see it, and when the time came, find a windy day and water it, the corn was all blown down, and the yield declined, so no one could see that there was a problem.

Now he was asked by the head of the Ninth Regiment, and said with a smirk: "No, it may be that the one on the side of the road hasn't had time to smoke yet." ”

The various regiments were secretly competing with each other for a year's performance, but now Bai Pingtian has jokes to watch, how can he let it go.

The head of the first regiment proposed: "Division commander, it happens to be close to the regimental field of Regiment Commander Bai, why don't you take local materials and take an observation class today, so that everyone can learn and learn Commander Bai's management plan." ”

The division commander also felt that it was feasible, and the commander of the Ninth Regiment had long been unaccustomed to Bai Pingtian's personality, and strongly requested to go to the Seventh Company to have a look.

Bai Pingtian had a white face, and took everyone to the corn field of the Seventh Company, looking at the corn of two or three hundred acres of land, not a single smallpox was smoked, and the division commander sank his face on the spot. (To be continued.) )