Shufen's family spent the Spring Festival as in previous years. Fushun's reply allows them to continue to find hope in the loss, that stubborn child has been attracted to the "world of flowers" outside, and perhaps over time, he will forget that there is a short-lived home here; But what a blessing it would be if you did have the opportunity to go to school! Yang Zegui read the letters from the past six months, and together with the news brought back by Yang Zejin, it was almost certain that Liu Yonghan was not Fushun's biological father. He is very grateful that there are good people like Liu Yonghan and Li Xiang in this world, so that his homeless children can be sheltered by love.

The leisure of the first month is always short-lived, the pace of spring suddenly accelerated, the spring girl put on flower clothes for the whole earth, the little swallow used its dexterous scissors to cut out the thin leaves of February, the gentle wind mother gently stroked the green silk silk by the Shiqiao River, the river water because of the dam construction of the power station The water level continues to rise, and the shallow grass in Yangjiawan has not passed the hanging hooves of the old cattle, the peach blossoms in chaos, the pear blossoms with rain, and the apricot blossoms with dark fragrance...... The trauma of the disaster is overshadowed by the thousands of purples and reds of nature, and the new year presents a vibrant atmosphere.

With the issuance and implementation of the No. 1 document of this year, the road of comprehensive development of agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and sideline fishery and comprehensive management of agriculture and industry and commerce in rural areas has been established. The agricultural policy in Lingjiang area, especially in Jiacang County, has been vigorously implemented, and judging from the results of the implementation in the past few years, the implementation of the contract production to the households has been carried out thoroughly, the contract responsibility system for joint production has been well received, and the grain output has increased by a large margin except in a few disaster-stricken areas. The mud legs let go of their hands and feet more boldly, the vast world of the countryside is full of joyful songs, and the industrious hands are weaving a happy life.

Yang Shufen's orchard is already green, the pear seedlings that have just been planted in early spring have already sprouted, and the occasional small white flower or two has been pinched off. Nie Renhao kept his promise and gave full technical support from planting to fertilization and cultivation.

Shufen's struggle won an initial victory, and the cynicism of the neighbors and the sighs and sighs of her parents were finally diluted by the spring rush.

As soon as Shufen's idea of planting fruit trees was proposed, Yang Zegui objected. According to the plant spacing provided by Shufen, 200 pear trees need at least one acre of land, and the fruit trees have high soil requirements. There are only eight acres of land in total, less than two acres in front of the house and behind the house, and a large part of it has been planted with mulberry trees, and the other fields are far away from home, and the cost of planting will increase greatly. If the nearby rice-wheat fields were planted with fruit trees, where would the rice and wheat be planted? Once the grain production is reduced, what will the family eat in addition to the public grain?

Her arms couldn't reach her thighs, so Shufen took a boat to Linmu Township to bring in the rescuers. "Nie Guoren" calculated an economic account for the elders, and patted his chest to ensure that the fruit tree would bring income in three years and double the profit in five years.

Yang Zegui didn't believe it at all! This young secretary must still be immersed in the "satellite" more than ten years ago. Can the pear tree bear fruit in three years? Who doesn't know the old saying of "three apricots and four pears for five years", I'm afraid it's really a child! Yang Zegui pointed to the pear tree that was broken by the wind last year by the bamboo forest in front of the door, "Secretary Nie, do you see it, that tree, it's been twelve years, and it can't bear a few pears a year, you don't get me, the pear tree is the most difficult to plant, insects eat the trunk in spring, bees eat fruit in summer, what else is the income?" ”

"My model big brother, it's not what you think, why don't you go and take a look at me!"

"Don't go, go back, Secretary Nie, thank you, Yang Shufen is a little doll, and the contract she signed with you doesn't count!" Yang Zegui had heard of this "Nie Guoren" for a long time, and had also heard Shufen talk about this person and his good fruit trees, but he really couldn't imagine that the pear tree could bear fruit for three years. Besides, if he wants to go to the forest, he first has to walk two kilometers downhill, and take a boat ride for more than three hours to the Sancha River Wharf in Xiejiaba, and he is really too lazy to go.

"Dad, take a look, anyway, the New Year's Day doesn't have anything to do!" Shufen agitated, and began to depict the enchanting fairyland orchard of the forest again.

"What are you going to do, the pear trees are all dry branches this season, I don't have to think about it!"

"Accountant Yang, you, look at this!" Nie Renhao took out a copy of "Lingjiang Daily" from his leather bag and handed it to Yang Zegui, there was a news report on the improved varieties of pineapples, in addition to the basic planting introduction, there is also an economic account of income, and there are pictures of pear trees, and the pear trees that are not more than human height are full of large and round pineapples......

Yang Zegui was a little shaken, looking at the secretary of Lin Mu Township, who was not tall, and then looked at the author of the article, it was Nie Renhao in front of him.

"Secretary Nie, can your pears really bear fruit in three years?"

"Three years at most, usually you can bear fruit in the second year!"

"Okay, I'll try it this year, Shufen, your contract doesn't count, I'll re-sign it with Secretary Nie, and plant fifty trees first, and if it can bear fruit next year, we will plant all the land in front of and behind this house!"

"Good!" Nie Renhao looked at Shufen who pouted, which was also expected, when he promoted high-quality fruit trees in Linmu Township a few years ago, it was much more difficult than this.

The contract was re-signed, Shufen sighed, no matter what, she had the opportunity to use the knowledge she learned in production, Nie Renhao encouraged her when he left, saying that these fifty trees are not simple, in Yangjiawan, which is full of slopes, planting trees is indeed much more difficult than the flatter forest township, if all of them can survive and bear fruit next year, he will give Shufen another fifty plants, and he will not receive a penny.

The fruit trees were soon taken to the riverside of Xiejiaba, and Guoqiang took the time to help Shufen pick Yangjiawan, and Shufen had already laid a good nest and cultivated the soil layer according to Nie Renhao's requirements, and planted them in the ground one by one. Then I clapped my hands and went to help my mother raise seedlings.

Shufen's life is solid and fun, and more than two years of training have turned her into a farmer through and through. But in her diary, she is unwilling to be an ordinary farmer, she wants to be a "new era" farmer who changes the land! Her books are also changing dramatically, those poems and novels are locked in wooden boxes, and on the table are the teaching materials on farming and breeding that Fu Shun sent from Jiang Yun, and she is glad that she can still read and write, so that she does not even know the words on the fertilizer bag like her mother.

However, these busyness and hard work did not make her forget the Dr. He in the white coat. One day, He Pan walked by the door with a sanitary box on his back, and Yang Zegui stopped him. Shufen, who was carrying water, was stunned, and her accelerated heartbeat became uneasy, she was afraid that her father would see her diary. It wasn't until she heard her father ask about the prosthesis that she calmed down a little. However, Dr. He's smile immediately made her little heart, which had just settled a little, start galloping again.

She has described Dr. Ho's smile in countless ways. During the day, it is the breeze of the Buddha's face, at night it is the bright moon, on a sunny day it is the bright sunshine, and on a rainy day it is a green umbrella to block the rain; In spring, the mountains are full of rhododendrons, in summer it is the shade of bamboo forests, in autumn it is the osmanthus fragrant with snow, and in winter it is white snowflakes...... The delicate emotional world, the ideal world of yearning and the cruel real world are intertwined, Xiao Shufen did not disrupt the rhythm of life because of this, but coped with all kinds of hardships in life freely.

In the new year, there were also some changes in the stone bridge in the corner of Bashan: party branches were established in each village, and Yang Zehua, Shufen's second uncle, was appointed as the secretary of the Yangjiawan village branch; Yang Guiyong, who was lazy and lazy, suddenly made a windfall, built a big tile house, and married a bewitching mother-in-law from another village; However, Gui Ying's blind mother continued to live in the cave to "tell fortunes and cure diseases", and only in the evening when her daughter-in-law went to get fortune-telling money did she send a little rice soup; Xiao Shufei's grades are getting better and better, and she won the first place in the township in the final exam, and in the spring, at the opening ceremony of Shiqiao Primary School in a hurry, the dolls and parents of the township central school and the village primary schools watched her on the podium with envy; Yang Zejian, the son of the captain of the fifth team in Yangjiawan Village, was so angry that he failed to pass the fourth junior high school examination and returned to Yangjiawan to be a farmer; The relocation of the Sanchahe Hydropower Station along the river has been completed, the dam has been built higher and higher, and it is expected to start generating electricity by the end of the year; Shufang carried the little begonia to work in the field every day, but Xie Guoqiang began to lose his temper inexplicably, and sometimes beat Shufang......

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Fushun, who presided over the overall situation at Jiangyun Wharf, finally waited for Liu Yonghan.

For more than a month, Fushun did not correct the rumors about whether he was really the biological son of "Scar Liu", but calmly dealt with those freight bosses and his laborers, and only said that his godfather went to other places to deal with some affairs. The "bangbangs" who came back after the Spring Festival believed in Fushun's words, and he also tried his best to have a good relationship with Li Gouzi, Luo Mazi, and Zhang Laosan, the three heads of the shards, and they were all orderly. Only Gui Ying, who used to be carefree every day, became silent and even lost.

Of course, Fushun's idea of Zhang Luo at the dock was all from Uncle Lee. From the first day of the first lunar month, the two children ran all over Jiangyun City and did not find Liu Yonghan, so they cried and went to Li Xiang's house. Li Xiang listened to what happened, and roared angrily, "confused"! But he really didn't want to blame Gui Ying, who was crying dry, but arranged for the police station to find someone, and at the same time gave Fu Shun this idea.

The eighth day of the first lunar month is the day when the wharf starts. The "bangbang" returned from the nearby township, and all of them were the same as last year, and Fushun, who was a little weak-hearted, had to go to Uncle Li's house every day to ask for advice, and by the way, let Mr. Zheng help him save the profits from the wharf.

Liu Yonghan dragged his tired body down in the accounting room, his sunken eyes couldn't find a little hope, when the fog was revealed, the former people and the dreams of the past became a blank, and the last hope was broken, except for the heart-rending crying, it was the pain of liver and intestines!

He went to Majiazui. Ma Lianhua, who was once pregnant with his child, was indeed married a long time ago, but the crystallization of their love has been knocked out, and now, she is the mother of two children. When Liu Yonghan saw Ma Lianhua again, the years had crawled all over her bloated body, and the child waiting to be fed on the side made her have to throw away the hoe she was waving, and run over to lift the dirty old placket to breastfeed the child. He had no choice but to leave quietly, because the village chief said that it was her current man who was rolling up his sleeves and roaring......