"Dad, how did you get fertilizer when you planted the land before?" Maizi looked at the fish stew and grilled fish that he ate at noon today, and sat down calmly. I wasn't as anxious as I was before.

"That fertilizer is not for sale, we can't buy it." Daddy Mai ate a large piece of fish before answering Maizi's question.

"Oh, do you know the recipe for the fertilizer?" Maizi struggled to recall the fertilizer in her mind, as if she had used silicon fertilizer and zinc fertilizer in the rice field?

The silicon fertilizer is root-fixing, so that the roots of the rice grow and stand steadily, preventing the roots from falling to the ground when the roots are unstable when the wind blows or rains. At the same time, it also allows the roots to grow and absorb more nutrients in the soil and increase the yield.

Zinc fertilizer seems to be a foliar spray to promote photosynthesis and increase the thickness of the foliar surface, so that when the rice ear is filled, the grain at the bottom of the rice ear can also be filled, which also increases the yield.

In the morning, Maizi pinched the leaves of the rice seedlings with her hands, and it felt as if they were not as thick as the leaves of hybrid rice, although the leaves looked more upright and did not hang down prematurely.

However, she is still worried that the paddy fields are not fertilized enough, especially the newly opened paddy fields, which are planted without any fertilization measures.

"That fertilizer recipe is the Federation's top secret!" Daddy Mai almost couldn't even hold his fork steadily, why did he think his daughter spoke in a casual tone? It seems that fertilizer formulas are all over the planet.

"Oh~" Maizi sighed casually and concentrated on eating.

Daddy Mai is really not calm this time, he feels that something is wrong? Why isn't my daughter surprised at all?

Grandpa Mai's eyes swept around, and he was secretly happy in his heart. Look, the kid's dad was also ... He's from here.

"Grandpa, let's go catch some fish and raise them in the rice fields." Maizi habitually told Grandpa Mai what she thought. She thought about it for a long time, so she could only look like this first, raising fish to fatten the rice fields.

"Huh? Try to eat fish or not? Grandpa Mai thought about it and came up with such an insurance method.

"Good" wheat does not dare to guarantee that the fish here will not eat the seedlings. It's better to be safe, if the fish eat the seedlings, then the rice of more than 8 acres will suffer.

Dad Mai suddenly felt that he couldn't keep up with his daughter's thinking, and the fish in his mouth was not so fragrant.

Seeing that his youngest son was also eating quietly and alone there, he felt that he was a little useless.

It turned out that he was in the child's mind... Not a great dad.

Grandpa Mai didn't notice that he was envied at all, and he was still pondering there, why did he put fish in the paddy field? It seems that the thinking of ordinary people is difficult to compare with geniuses, even if the other party is a child.

Mai Zi would never have imagined that Grandpa Mai had overdone it, and her strange behavior had been automatically classified as a 'genius code of conduct'.

In layman's terms, it is the idea of genius, which ordinary people can't figure out.

"Grandpa, can you catch a fish later?" Maizi thought that she would continue to make clothes and give everyone in the family a dress. Although the color is bright yellow, there is no way but to do it first.

"Yes, you don't have to accompany grandpa." Grandpa Mai touched the messy hair of the wheat with relief.

Daddy Mai would be envious, this would be complete jealousy. For such a trivial matter, the daughter has to accompany her grandfather!

Father Mai looked at Maizi aggrievedly, hoping that Maizi would notice him.

But Maizi is still thinking, is there any way to make fertilizer? I didn't even notice the complaining look next to me.

After Maizi finished eating, she kissed the Minion, and she was in a very good mood when she saw that the Minion was still eating his food there.

Dad Mai just watched his daughter leave, kissed his youngest son, and didn't come to kiss him.

"Eat quickly, it'll be cold later." Grandma Mai saw that there were still many fish, so she urged the two fathers and sons in front of her.

Grandpa Mai and Daddy Mai glanced at each other, and ate on the spot, each eating more deliciously than the other.

"By the way, Dad, can we sell these cloths on the online store?" The wheat turned back again.

"No way!" Daddy Mai happily came to this sentence. My daughter can finally use him!

Maizi looked at Ma's father's happy face depressedly, and felt as if she had been hurt by 10,000 points. If you can't sell fabric, what's there to be happy about?

Dad Mai was dumbfounded, he thought his daughter would ask something else. For example, why can't it be sold? He had just been spinning his head at high speed, waiting for his daughter to ask.

But who can tell him what this is all about? Why did my daughter just leave?

Grandpa Mai's heart is overjoyed! Geniuses generally don't need to say much, they all know the reason.

Grandma Mai didn't notice anything at all, and continued to carefully pick the fish bones for the little buns.

"Grandma will finish eating later, come and help me."

Dad Mai listened to his daughter shouting from the room, he felt that he was a little sad, his daughter needed everyone, but he didn't need him. He's so sad!

"Okay," Granny Mai said in a loud voice to Maizi's room.

"Mom, I'll pick the fish bones." Daddy Mai sat down beside the little bun.

"No, you eat yours." Grandma Mai directly refused.

Papa Mai is sad, what should he do? Is it okay to cry if you want to?

"Ahem, after lunch, go to Pit 150 and pull those fibers back." Grandpa Mai coughed deliberately before explaining the matter.

"En" Dad Mai instantly resurrected with full blood and nodded fiercely.

"Silly son!" Grandpa Mai muttered and went out.

Daddy Mai looked at Xiao Baozi and felt that Xiao Baozi was a 'stupid son'.

He doesn't admit that he's a stupid son.

Grandpa Mai stood by the garage and watched his stupid son rush out in the truck and pull him back.

"Dad, what is fiber? Where is the 150 pit? Dad Mai looked at him depressedly and smiled very unscrupulously.

"You can know the place when you open the navigator, and there is a record of pulling goods," Grandpa Mai said kindly, "Stinky boy, you are still so frizzy." ”。

Papa Mai blushed and drove the car, how could he make such a low-level mistake! The simplest things were all messed up by him! It seems that squatting in prison is stupid!

"Grandma, you're too tall for me to measure." Maizi couldn't even measure Grandma Mai while standing on the bed.

"Grandma has clothes, don't waste those cloths." Grandma Mai touched the cloth in her hand distressedly. Much better than her.

"Grandma, our family is reluctant to wear our own things, so how can it work." Maizi jumped out of bed and raised the bed a little higher.

"Grandma, you are obedient and 'stand up obediently' and open your arms." Mai Zi climbed into bed, and then she began to measure Grandma Mai. This time, I was holding a kneaded thread, which was much stronger than the fiber I used for the first time.

Grandma Mai looked at Maizi's stubborn eyes, so she could only endure the distress and obediently stand there and let Maizi measure it.

"My granddaughter is so smart!" Grandma Mai just stood there, watching the lines of the wheat brush cut. She didn't dare to pick up the scissors and put a pair of scissors on the cloth, for fear that she would not be able to cut it and waste it.

"Grandma, this time I will make the same style as my brother wearing, and I will design it later." Maizi carefully cut and told Grandma Mai her plan.

Grandma Mai picked up the clothes of the little bun, looked at it carefully, and rubbed it on her face. No wonder the little grandson is reluctant to take it off, this dress is very comfortable to wear.