"Why don't you say something so important?" The expert asked anxiously.

"Maybe it's out of secrecy....." Shen Heting said.

A word of secrecy made everyone shut up, the world's advanced technology, I heard that foreign countries have just begun to apply, and they also have mature and complete technology, not lagging behind foreign countries at all, it seems that it should be kept secret.

"It's a pity, I still want to ask him what the formula is, it's definitely not Hoagland's hydroponic nutrient solution." The old man shook his head regretfully.

"Is it an apple sprout?" Qian Yao asked, he only cared about this question.

"Yes." The expert gave a positive answer: "Looking at the stems, leaves, and roots, this is indeed a genus of Rosaceae apples, and it is a new type, different from Guoguang and Marshal, and it is not other apple trees I have seen." ”

So people's hearts are a little more stable, it's an apple, and it's something I've never seen, so it's more reliable.

Shen Heting smiled: "Will we know next year, I heard that Beijing will be able to produce results next year, and we will find a place to see it when the time comes." ”

A few people think about it, and the price they pay is not big, 2 good houses and a broken house, strictly speaking, it is not a price, if it is really a "cash cow", it is really pie in the sky.

For this reason, Shen Heting has already been promoted to one level, if this batch of fruit seedlings survives, he can still be promoted to one level, as a result, he can be promoted by two levels, and sell dollars, it is difficult to say how many levels he can upgrade......

Several colleagues looked at Shen Heting differently, all kinds of envy and jealousy, why didn't this pie fall on his head? But I heard that it was the relationship between his relatives, hey, I hate that my family doesn't have such powerful relatives.

The workers were busy planting the saplings in the greenhouse, and Shen Heting took the initiative to pull Feng Hua aside: "I'll go to the transfer tomorrow." ”

Feng Hua smiled and nodded.

The next day, Shen Heting really kept her promise and ran away with Feng Hua all morning, and she became a Shanghainese with a house. The hukou is collective and registered on the street to which Wukang Road belongs. The real estate certificate is a piece of paper, "land and real estate ownership certificate", and the words on it are still written vertically.

Feng Hua looked at the thin real estate certificate in her hand and sighed with some emotion, she may have been digging grass roots at this time in her previous life, but now she has a mansion on Wukang Road in Shanghai, although it is deserted.

"What are you going to do with this house?" Shen Heting asked, "Are you going to rebuild it or decorate it?" I suggest you pick it up and rebuild it, and I can help you contact the construction company. "At this time, building houses in the countryside was their own people, building brick houses in the city was a technical job, and non-professionals could not do it, and the old masons were not allowed to take on private work.... So there is a professional construction company.

"No, just leave it at that." Feng Hua said. She doesn't plan to rebuild it now, otherwise she will build it beautifully, and no one will live in it, this house can't be kept by anyone, leave her an attic, and everything else will be rented out~

Even if it's just a simple rest, install windows and doors, and barely be able to live in people, it's dangerous. So Feng Hua didn't want to touch it, and even thought that it would be safe to make two holes in the wall of the ceiling later......

"I'll talk about it when I grow up in a few years." Feng Hua said. After the reform and opening up, she can rest assured and build a beautiful small bungalow generously. Oh, the bungalow~

When Wang Zhanpeng passed by the door, he didn't know how sad he would be......

Feng Hua suddenly couldn't stop laughing, very happy.

Shen Heting looked at the yard that was as desolate as a cemetery, and he didn't know what she was laughing at.

When the two returned to Shen's house, Feng Hua took out a trolley box from the room and said to Shen Heting: "Uncle, I'm leaving, don't send it." When I find out the whereabouts of Uncle Cai Quan when I arrive in Guangxi, I will send you a telegram. ”

She really planned to say goodbye, and she was unusually delayed for more than ten days, alas, it was foreseeable that she had to travel in the winter, and now she only hoped to catch up with Grandma Cai for the New Year.

Shen Heting didn't keep it, and took out a large bag of gifts he prepared for Feng Hua, all of which were some Shanghai snacks, plus imported snacks he bought through the leader, and finally a celebrity calligraphy and painting, which was his family's private collection, saying that it was specially given to her "father".

Feng Hua naturally smiled on behalf of his father~

repeatedly dismissed Shen Heting's idea of sending her to the train station, and Feng Hua turned around and went to Yan's house.

The Yan family was crying again, and Mrs. He didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and took her four grandchildren to block the door of Yan Lang's house and cry.

"It's all my fault! It's all my ghost, and I almost hurt Xiaobao. Mrs. He cried: "For the sake of Baoxiang, forgive me!" My Baoxiang, why did you go so early! Open your eyes and see, your mother and your nephew are about to go underground to see you~"

The cry is desolate, but it is sincere. She really feels that she is going to be miserable, her son seems to be unable to get out, she is helpless! With four children again, if she didn't hold Yan Lang at this time, she would really be finished.

After Mrs. He finished crying, she began to hit her mouth, and her face was swollen after a while, the corners of her mouth were broken, and blood was stained all over her clothes along the corners of her mouth.

The onlookers couldn't stand it, and they came up to pull the rack, and persuaded the fight.

"Yan Lang, this is also your mother, although she made a mistake before, but there are no parents in the world who are not? Besides, it didn't lead to any harm. The old lady who asked for eggs said, "For your daughter-in-law's sake, you can forgive her." ”

Hurry up and hang up this bunch of old and young drag oil bottles! If they want to get rid of themselves and live a frugal life, they don't agree. The old lady's eyes flashed with malice.

There is someone who sincerely sympathizes with Mrs. He: "Look at this, you are about to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person, and with four children, it's pitiful." Xiao Lang, you can help if you can. ”

Yan Lang in the room had a calm face, comforting the small joint camp in his arms.

The small joint camp was frightened, and he kept trembling in Yan Lang's arms, especially when he heard the voice of Old Lady He, he stared in horror and wanted to find a place to hide.

Yan Lang never knew that he was so afraid of Old Lady He, maybe he was too weak at the beginning, and he couldn't even express his fear. In the past few days, my body has seen better, my face has flesh, my expression is rich, I love to talk and laugh, and I look like a normal child.

As a result, when Mrs. He came back yesterday, Xiao Heying was frightened at first sight of her, and then he got under the bed, and he coaxed her for a long time before coaxing it out.

If it weren't for Zhou Yafen pulling it, Yan Lang would have been eager to go out and clean up Mrs. He at that time, and asked her what she had done to his son in the first place.

So today, Mrs. He is crying to death in front of his eyes, and it is not easy to make it.

"Xiaobao, does grandma usually beat you?" Yan Lang asked.

The small joint venture shook his head: "I didn't fight, I pinched, I pinched my back." ”

Yan Lang clenched his fists all of a sudden, and his eyes turned red. Because he couldn't bear it before, the small cooperative camp was always sleeping when he went home, and he didn't even take off the child's clothes to look at his thin body, until he took care of him in person in the past few days, changed his clothes and bathed him, and he saw the whole bruise on the child's back.

At that time, he thought that Mrs. He was not taking good care of her, and the child was always lying flat, and the pressure sores were pinched.

"Why did she pinch you?" Zhou Yafen said angrily for a while. This is a pro-grandma, not a step-grandma! How could you bear to be so cruel to such a young child!

"She thinks I'm troublesome, and she has to serve me to eat, drink, and Lazar." Xiao Heying said, this is what Mrs. He often said when she pinched him, and he remembered it. "Dad, what do you mean by eating and drinking Lazar?"