In the evening, Zhang Hui stayed very recklessly.

With her level, Wang Mingyuan believes that three cans of beer will not get her drunk.

It's clear that he wants to squeeze himself dry.

This matter, since her father worked hard to pull an aphrodisiac thing like a soil dog into Wang Mingyuan's bowl, he already knew their attitude.

Stay, stay, whoever is afraid of coming.

Anyway, just one attitude: sit on it and move yourself!

This kind of thing, usually whoever takes the initiative and throws away the armor first.

In the end, the one who screamed and couldn't stand it couldn't be pointed out.

It's just a big deal to end up with a lazy name.

After Zhang Hui finally tossed herself to sleep, Wang Mingyuan lay on the bed and checked the virtual panel in his mind.

In the 80s, I made a trip to Haicheng and lit up the locations of the stations in the county seat I passed. This time the fan value broke through, only a few peripheral town teleportation points were lit up, and the space was doubled again, reaching 128 cubic meters. Nothing else, nothing has changed.

The next day, however, the weather changed.

The sky is like a convulsive wind, heavy rain, moderate rain, light rain, and from time to time it shakes off for a while.

The construction of the apiary had to be suspended.

Zhang Hui also had nothing to do, but it was not a problem to be tired all day, Wang Mingyuan simply left her with the matter of taking care of the bee farm, and returned to Mingcheng to accompany her parents.

It wasn't until the evening of the 80th anniversary of the return that he rushed back to the apiary.

Wang Mingyuan took the space quilts, fabrics, various watches, tape recorders, and all kinds of grain, oil and meat that he had ordered, and at twelve o'clock in the evening, he couldn't wait to return to Zhangjiaao.

As soon as his figure stood firm, Wang Mingyuan didn't think much about it, and directly teleported to Mangxian and returned to the room of the guest house.

In the past few days, he has slept for too long, Wang Mingyuan is lying on the bed, but he has not felt the slightest sleep.

The next morning, seeing that Han Xiaoling slept soundly, he didn't disturb her, and went to Wang Tieling's old house alone, opened the door and went in, and stored the goods brought to him and Li Haibo for sale in the room that had been empty for night, and then went to the door where the two went to work.

After luring the two out, the handover of supplies was carried out.

He has spent a lot of money in a row, and he is now starting to be a little tight, but what the two of them sell, he has made up nearly 20,000 bills.

Looking at the stacks of money that had been re-piled in his virtual space, Wang Mingyuan felt a lot more steady.

After taking a turn in the market, Wang Mingyuan bought two small elephant foot drums, and then returned to the guest house, called Han Xiaoling for breakfast, and set foot on the road to Adu Commune.

He had already walked this road several times, driving very fast along the way, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, he had already arrived at Zhangjiaao.

After nine days, there have been new changes in Zhangjiaao.

The small dam in the sinkhole has been repaired, waiting for Wang Mingyuan to go to connect the power lines and turn on the electricity.

The staircase from the sinkhole has been excavated, the piers have been built, and the thick wooden doors have been installed. Stone walls were built on both sides to prevent animals from entering the sinkhole along the stairs.

The work of the stonemasons in the sinkhole was completed, and the master stonemasons withdrew and began to build the dam used to install the generators in Zhangjiaao.

The rest of the old people were busy working in the fields.

After this period of growth, it is almost time for transplanting.

The most pleasing thing is the corn in the dry land, which can already be seen to be green everywhere.

Then it was time for the farm to be busy, planting seedlings, hoeing grass in the corn fields, and the young and strong were all in the sinkhole, and the old people, women and children who were guarding the village did not know how long they would be busy.

It is necessary to complete the cultivation of Ganoderma lucidum strains in the sinkhole as soon as possible, and the young Zhuang can be withdrawn to the village to be revitalized.

Wang Mingyuan asked the master stonemason, they had been out for three days, and when they left, most of the Ganoderma lucidum strains had been planted, and there were many people, and the speed was very fast.

Han Xiaoling

Back at the Zhiqing Point, I jumped out of the car and went straight to the pigsty, and then went to the vegetable garden.

When he came back, his face was not so happy.

When Wang Mingyuan was away, whether it was the pigsty or the vegetable garden, they were well taken care of. Only then did she realize that the letter Wang Mingyuan wrote to her was purely a disease-free moan.

"What's wrong?" Wang Mingyuan couldn't help asking.

"The letter is pitiful, I really thought that the vegetable garden had turned into a barren grassland, and besides, those two piglets? Why aren't you in the circle?" Han Xiaoling's eyes swept around.

"After you left, I roasted you!" Wang Mingyuan teased.

"You dare to ......" Soon Han Xiaoling reacted, Wang Mingyuan, who was willing to feed the pig with the White Rabbit Milk Candy when she was short of food and drink, now that the conditions are better, how can she do anything to the piglet, she immediately clenched her fist and hammered it on Wang Mingyuan's shoulder: "Where the hell is it."

Wang Mingyuan pointed to a few piglets that were eating on the bank of the river: "Those two piglets are among them, guess what, those two are ours?"

Han Xiaoling climbed on the edge of the fence, stretched her neck to look at the piglets below, thought about it, and pointed to the smaller ones at the two ends.

When she left, the two piglets were smaller than these two, and she really didn't believe how big she could grow in just over a month.

"Do you dare to be bolder?" Wang Mingyuan asked with a smile.

"The two ends of the medium?" Han Xiaoling looked puzzled.

"The two biggest ones are ours." Wang Mingyuan said with a smile.

Han Xiaoling's jaw dropped suddenly: "Why did you grow so fast?"

But she soon realized that it must be the ingredients that she smelled so appetizing when she fed the pigs in the first place.

"If only everyone's pigs could grow so fast, there wouldn't be such a shortage of meat oil." Han Xiaoling looked back at Wang Mingyuan: "You must have a way!"

"I have the method, but it's not easy to implement, take your time, it will improve little by little, and lead everyone to live a good life together, this is my goal." Wang Mingyuan nodded: "Now, you have also returned to Zhangjiaao, everyone is busy in the field, go, I will lead you to meet them, everyone is still thinking of you."

"Hmm! I miss them too!" Han Xiaoling said with emotion: "When I went to the countryside here, if they hadn't helped me and taught me all kinds of farm work, I wouldn't have survived, and for me, they wouldn't be my benefactors. Although I went back to Haicheng, I always thought that one day if I had the ability, I could come back and help them well."

"It's good to know how to be grateful, but many things can't just be just words, and you don't need to do much to think about what the villagers think, and it's enough to take action." Wang Mingyuan thought for a while: "For example, many people in the village now hope that they, including children, can know more words, and this arduous task will be handed over to you."

In this remote mountain village, when there are educated youths, there are still people who can stand up and organize some night schools such as literacy, and as soon as the educated youths leave, they will be out of line again.

There is a primary school in the commune, but it is only accessible to a small number of children in the surrounding area.

In a small place like Zhangjiaao, the road is too far away, and it can only be a luxury.

In these years, it is the year when true knowledge can change destiny.

Moreover, if you know some knowledge, you can better expand your horizons.

"When you get here, there's only one thing you have to do, and the rest of the time, you can prepare for your university with peace of mind, I think, like those two Miao girls, it's also very good to be admitted to a normal college."

"Good!" Han Xiaoling agreed seriously.

The two chatted as they walked into the field.

has lived here for several years, Han Xiaoling's footprints are all over every piece of land here, and she is more anxious than Wang Mingyuan.

When he arrived at the ground, Wang Mingyuan looked at the people who were busy all over the ground, and opened his mouth to say, "We're back!"

The voice seemed to have infinite magical power, and almost all of them glanced at the two of them, and then put down their tools in unison.

Gathered from all directions.

Especially when they saw Han Xiaoling, they were even more surprised, none of them thought that Wang Mingyuan would really bring Han Xiaoling back from Haicheng.

One by one, they stepped forward to greet her, and a few little girls and daughters-in-law who had fun with her before came over and chattered non-stop.

In the evening, each family consciously gathered at the Zhiqing Point, and took out the good things that they were reluctant to eat on weekdays hidden in their respective homes, and made a good meal, which was regarded as a breeze and dust for the two of them.

A group of people shouted and asked for warmth, and Han Xiaoling's tears of emotion flowed: "From now on, I will take root here and never leave."