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"Girl, why is this water always missing?" Grandma Mai looked at the wet field, but it seemed that there was no water to store, and the water was sucked away like a bottomless pit.

"It's almost, grandma can see it when she waits," Maizi estimated in his heart. The ground is almost saturated, and it is enough to irrigate the paddy fields one more time.

Maizi looked at the rice seedlings and grabbed the soil in the nursery with his hands.

I'm dying of sorrow!

If there are really no insects or anything, then maybe the rice will grow directly, and when it's time for heading... Even if the ears are tasseled, the ears are all dry and flat, and they look malnourished.

What to do? There are no insects or anything, and you haven't found any of them. What to do?

How did they get it? Artificial pollination?

Although rice is a self-pollinating crop, the pollination rate is very important for rice to have a high yield, and if it is only self-pollinated, it is difficult to guarantee a bumper harvest.

Speaking of the rice seed here, the wheat doesn't know what it is, so I can only explore the seed.

Do you want to 'catch flowers'? Maizi remembered that in her previous life, when the rice was blooming, she held a stick with both hands, and then she walked into the rice field, and gently pushed her hands to both sides, pushing the rice while walking, and the face of the rice seedling brush was painful and itchy, and she didn't want to experience that feeling anymore.

That makes the ears of rice more firm, but it's really hard.

An acre of rice 'catches flowers' down, the face and neck are really sinful, I can't see any wounds, but it's itchy and painful, plus sweat flows through the neck, the taste is really...

When I went back to wash at night, it felt hot....after 'catching flowers', it took many days for my face and neck to feel much more comfortable.

Since I was in high school, my grandmother changed to 'Yuan Longping's hybrid rice seeds' and then stopped flowering, and that hybrid rice made many farmers really relaxed.

Although the hybrid rice came out very early, the grandmother kept the tradition and planted the original seeds for a long time.

In the end, the government came to guide her, and my grandmother saw that hybrid rice was planted in the surrounding towns, so she tried to grow hybrid rice.

Otherwise, I will have to catch up with the rice flowers for a few more years and suffer a few more years of sin! Maizi touched her neck, as if she could remember it very clearly.

"Look at the old man~ the water level is up," Grandma Mai said in surprise.

Seeing that the water in the field was finally stored, and it was slowly rising, Grandma Mai finally stopped worrying. She had been watering so much that the water in the ground seemed to have flowed out of the ground, and she couldn't even sleep well at night.

Grandpa Mai's heart also relaxed a little, worried that if this paddy field is not operated well, it will really cry if he wants to cry.

It's really hard to do without those specialized rice growing equipment! Just watering the fields makes people worry so much, and I don't know if I can grow rice. There is no special equipment to monitor the moisture of the land, and Grandpa Mai is really worried about it.

I haven't bothered so much about exams like this! Grandpa Mai touched the sweat.

No wonder there are few people engaged in planting now, it is really too difficult, even more difficult than he imagined!

Grandpa Mai hasn't slept a single night since he started to irrigate water, and he always squints for a while to get up and see, and then goes to squint for a while and then gets up to see.

If there is no more water in the field, Grandpa Mai may feel that he is going to fall down first.

What a worry! Everyone had a quick lunch.

"Grandpa, turn this irrigated land twice, three or three times," Maizi commanded directly.

"Grandpa, this whackle won't leak, right? Why is it so slow? Wheat looked at it much slower than usual.

"Hehe, it's too fast to bring the water up," Grandpa Mak explained.

Grandpa Mai walked over and looked at the nursery again, and Grandpa Mai felt excited and worried! What if they all die after transplanting? This transplanting... Grandpa Mai felt that his heart couldn't stand it.

Although the girl has been telling him for the past few days that transplanting is very simple and fine, he is just worried! After all, I haven't done it, in case I hurt the roots and the rice dies, then... Grandpa Mai shuddered.

"Grandpa, let the paddy fields dry for a day today, and in the evening, let's sprinkle the grass ash once and then we can prepare to insert... It's transplanted," Maizi said as he walked behind Grandpa Mai.

"Huh? It's going to be transplanted so soon, huh? "Grandpa Mai felt that his hands were not his own.

Maizi looked at Grandpa Mai's tangled face, she really felt that this world was too strange.

Ever since the rice sprouted, Grandpa Mai has been nervous as if he was in a war.

"Grandpa, you have a normal heart" Maizi comforted Grandpa Mai, "Farming is a very ordinary thing, really!" It's good if you think so."

"You treat those rice seedlings as if they were parts in your hands, and then you don't think it's anything," Maizi said with a wink of her eyelids.

Grandpa Mai looked at those tender seedlings and really felt that they were not parts!!

Even if he let those machines and equipment operate them, he can't rest assured, let alone transplant them himself.

Even if the transplanting is completed, without those machines and equipment to monitor it, and without those planting data in his hands, how dare he guarantee that he can transplant the seeds alive?

And what about the water monitoring and land nutrient monitoring in the later stage? Grandpa Mai felt one question after another that made his head hurt.

Grandpa Mai now regrets that he didn't make complete preparations and just ruined the seeds.

But things have come to this point, so I can only go hard.

Maizi looked at her and persuaded Grandpa Mai not to come, so he turned his head to see the ashes of the plants and trees she had collected in the past few days.

That's it, sprinkle a little less on each piece of land, and sterilize it. Scattering too much will directly affect the growth of the seedlings, and if it is serious, the seedlings will be 'burned' to death.

"Grandparents, you have to rest tonight, plug in tomorrow... Transplanting is really tiring" Wheat blocked the door, not letting Grandpa Mai go out.

"If you don't rest, I'll... I sold the seedlings, "The wheat can only be threatened like this." She really can't help it!

Eight acres of land! It depends on Grandpa Mai and Grandma Mai to plant seedlings, although she can plant seedlings, but her small body is too small and plays a small role.

"Grandpa, if you don't rest tonight, I'll run away from home" Maizi had no choice but to come up with a killer idea. In order to let Grandpa Mai and them rest before, did she follow Grandpa Mai to see what they would do? I didn't expect the end... She woke up in bed the next morning anyway.

Grandpa Mai and Grandma Mai glanced at each other, and had to go back to sleep obediently.

"Purr~~"

Maizi sat at the door of Grandpa Mai's room, listened to the undulating snoring of Grandma Mai and Grandpa Mai, and smiled. Fortunately, they fell asleep, and it seemed that they were really tired, and they fell asleep as soon as they touched their heads on the pillow.

Although Grandpa Mai and the others did not do manual labor, they were so spinning on the ground every day, plus they didn't rest well at night, and it was very tiring to be nervous and worried every day.

Maizi waited for half an hour, and when he saw that Grandpa Mai and they were asleep, he quietly went to water the nursery alone.

Tonight, I will water this nursery thoroughly, and wait for the seedlings to rise tomorrow morning. If the blister time is not enough, it is easy to hurt the root system when the seedlings are raised.

Other nurseries can be slowed down first, or they will not be busy after all the watering, after all, there is too little labor.

Maizi also planned to ask Grandpa Mai to make a rice transplanter, but Grandpa Mai said that he couldn't do it, it was too difficult! Even if he made it, he didn't dare to use it, saying that if he didn't make it up to the standard, it would hurt the seedlings.

Maizi thought about the rice transplanter he had seen before, although it was not that 100% of the seedlings would not hurt the seedlings, but it was okay to occasionally hurt the roots of the seedlings, and the roots that were injured did not affect the growth of the seedlings at all.

If the injury is too severe, the seedlings will die.

For Grandpa Maomai, they treat farming as if they are 10,000 times more careful than serving Lafayette!

Although people instinctively approach things that they are not familiar with, it can be said that they have never been exposed to things at first.

But Grandpa Mai has been in contact for many days, huh? There's really no need to keep going like this.

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