In the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao rolled up his trouser legs and worked in the field for most of the day.

When it comes to farming, he is not as strong as these crop men, but if you want to talk about strength, no one in the entire Yangjiazhuang is his opponent.

As a result, the work of pulling a plow has become Yang Xiaotao's best job.

At that speed, even Yang Dazhuang, who was supporting the plough behind him, was surprised.

The two of them had finished plowing an acre of land, and the others had not finished half of it.

Looking at Yang Xiaotao again, his face was not red or panting, he drank saliva and continued to dry, compared to Yang Shishi's donkey.

That's the gap.

"This is a donkey!"

Mrs. Yang laughed when he heard Yang Shishi's envious words.

In these days, comparing people to donkeys is a compliment.

Capable, energetic, hard-working, proper farmer partner.

Some of the big girls who delivered water looked at Yang Xiaotao with aggressive eyes, especially Yang Xiaotao's identity, so they couldn't wait to eat Yang Xiaotao.

In the afternoon, Yang Xiaotao was busy in the fields.

Compared to the work in the workshop, the farm work here is dirtier and more tiring.

When the sun went down, everyone called it a day and went home.

It's a big pot of rice again, and Yang Xiaotao once again experienced this special egalitarianism.

Fortunately, the people in the village are upright, and there is no one who cheats and cheats.

There is also no phenomenon of village cadres reaping benefits.

Of course, if there is such a person, he will not be able to gain a foothold in Yangjiazhuang.

After eating, Yang Xiaotao returned home, and then called Yang Dazhuang and Yang Shishi.

A few people sat down, Yang Xiaotao poured the tea full, and then began to get to the point.

Mrs. Yang and Yang Dazhuang also know that Yang Xiaotao will not simply come back to see, but the salary will be deducted if he asks for leave, who will ask for leave if he has nothing to do?

Several people waited for Yang Xiaotao to speak, but Yang Xiaotao did not twist and put the hybrid corn seeds on the table.

"What is this? Corn? ”

Yang Shi tugged at the bag, a little strange.

"Uncle, there are indeed some things that need help from the village when I come back this time."

Yang Xiaotao then introduced the corn to a few people, although he didn't know what Yang Xiaotao meant by hybridization, and he didn't know if what he said was true, a few people only understood one sentence, which Yang Xiaotao saw from the book and used it for experiments.

"That's easy to say."

Yang Dazhuang took the lead in making a decision, how much land can be planted with such corn?

Besides, there is a lot of wasteland in their village, and as long as they divide two people, they can do it in one day.

Only Mrs. Yang was pondering, remembering the events of the New Year, and had some thoughts in his heart, planning to find time to ask.

Yang Xiaotao made a request, "Uncle Zhuang, first of all, this land can't be too good, just generally." ”

"Secondly, this corn should be farther away from other corn fields, preferably more than two miles!"

Yang Dazhuang listened and pondered for a moment, "No problem, there is a vacant land on the mountain south of the village." There are trees all around. ”

Yang Xiaotao nodded, the matter was settled, and he would plant it tomorrow.

When Yang Dazhuang left, Mrs. Yang asked the doubts in his heart.

"Xiao Tao, is your corn related to the Chinese New Year?"

Yang Xiaotao didn't hide it, "Master, this is indeed what I thought at the time." ”

"You kid, why don't you listen to the old man?"

"You don't know the lessons of the year, can I still not know?"

Mrs. Yang's face was serious, for fear that Yang Xiaotao would take the wrong path.

Yang Xiaotao knew that the typhoon that year had caused serious damage around Sijiu City.

But he also knew that such typhoons were not common, and the location of Sijiu City itself was not considered to be near the sea, so as long as it resisted a strong wind of about medium level.

If you really want to encounter a typhoon, no matter how strong the resistance to lodging is, it is useless.

"Master, I know you're worried."

"So this time, I'm just experimenting."

"You must also know that if the corn cobs are the same as the long cobs and large grains, the harvest of one acre of land will be two acres."

"I also know that you are afraid of problems, but if you don't experiment, if you don't try, you will never change."

Maybe it was Yang Xiaotao's insistence, or maybe Mrs. Yang also felt reasonable, so he didn't say more, "Then try it." ”

In the end, Mrs. Yang agreed.

But in his heart, he didn't pay too much attention to it.

After many years of experience, and even most of his life in the soil to eat, he has long been accustomed to following the step-by-step schedule, accustomed to obeying the 24 solar terms, planting in spring and harvesting in autumn.

The two rested, and the next day before dawn, the bell in the large team had already sounded.

Yang Xiaotao got up with a yawn, and Mrs. Yang had already brought back breakfast, a plate of nests, pickled cabbage.

Breakfast is generally eaten at home, and some people don't eat it, and they are waiting for the big pot of rice at noon.

Of course, now it's all physical work, and everyone will eat something at home to cushion their stomachs.

After the two of them finished eating, they followed Yang Shi to Nanshan, where there was a piece of land, which was originally reclaimed by the people who watched the orchard, but later the orchard was collectively confiscated, and no one took care of it, and the garden was abandoned.

At this time, there are a lot of bumps in the garden, and the villagers plant some potatoes and sweet potatoes here on weekdays, but there is no harvest.

Yang Xiaotao chose this land to experiment whether he could achieve high yields if he fell to the ground.

The effect can only be seen when there is a comparison.

When Yang Xiaotao came, the children of Yang Dazhuang's family were lying on the fruit trees and tossing, and a group of children climbed up and down, and they were not afraid to see the adults coming.

A few people put down their farming tools and began to clean up.

In his previous life, Yang Xiaotao also did farm work, but at that time he used tractors and seeders.

A machine tops three or four people, and it takes less time.

Yang Xiaotao thought about whether to study the seeder in the future.

It's not big, it shouldn't be difficult.

However, the premise is that there are tractors.

Now, we have to rely on manpower.

Several people have a clear division of labor and quickly enter the state.

The morning passed, and the weeds had been cleared.

This is still because of Yang Xiaotao, a humanoid fierce donkey, if it were someone else, he would have to work hard just to plow the land.

After eating at noon, several people continued.

The soil ridges were piled up, and Mrs. Yang stepped out of the pit with his feet in front, and behind him was the child of Yang Dazhuang's family, who put the corn seeds in, and then the Yang stone watered, and finally Yang Xiaotao added the pit and compacted it with his feet.

The whole work was done, and it was also evening.

When I returned home, after dinner, I talked to Mrs. Yang about the recent events in the city, Mrs. Yang drank wine and smoked cigarettes, and the worry on his face did not decrease.

Yang Xiaotao also knows that since the notice issued in May, there has been a depression in the countryside, which is the troubles of life and worries about the future.

Yang Xiaotao knows his ability, let him help a family and a village, and he can still fight.

But for him to improve the situation of the peasants now, that is whimsical.

To tell the truth, he is just an ordinary worker, and at worst, he is just an ordinary worker with a system.

In other matters, he was limited in his abilities.

And what he can do now is to do a good job of this hybrid corn, so that more villagers can get benefits.

Yang Xiaotao and Mrs. Yang said some precautions for corn, and Mrs. Yang listened quietly, with no expression on his face, but he was very serious in his heart.

He felt that Yang Xiaotao really put them at ease as farmers, and even went to work hard for more than half a year for an idea that might fail.

Looking at Yang Xiaotao, Mrs. Yang has more and more feelings of looking at his grandson.

The grandson has come out and contributed to the country, and his old revolutionary has gone underground, and he can also talk to his old buddies.

That's our grandson!

The next day, Yang Xiaotao walked back early in the morning.

Yang Dazhuang still arranged for Yang Shi to send him, if nothing else, as for the things that Yang Xiaotao could come back to send, their people in Yangjiazhuang had to admit this love.

What's more, with Yang Shi to send him, it will save some trouble on the way.

Yang Xiaotao and Mrs. Yang waved goodbye and embarked on the return journey.

After Yang Xiaotao left, Mrs. Yang's face was serious, and then a meeting of village leaders was held.

Directly explain the importance of the land in the south of the village, usually no one in the village is allowed to come in, and even ask those cattle herders to take a good look at here.

Mrs. Yang decided in his heart that Yang Xiaotao was a capable person, and he was particularly concerned about what Yang Xiaotao did.

Besides, if this thing is really going to happen, it will be of great help to them Yangjiazhuang and the whole country.

Everyone in the village listened to Mrs. Yang, and no one dared to touch it blindly, and they kept their mouths shut and regarded it as a secret of the village.

In fact, the reason why Yang Xiaotao asked for secrecy was because he was afraid that the experiment would fail, and he would be slapped in the face if he said it, and he would not be able to get over his face.

But if he really succeeds, he will not hesitate to dedicate the results to the country.

He still has this patriotic feeling.

Especially in these difficult years, being able to make some contributions to the Chinese mother is also the meaning of his travel.

And this is also the reason why Mrs. Yang values him.

In the following days, Mrs. Yang became the manager of the cornfield.

Once a day, rain or shine.

Looking at the corn that was planted, growing little by little, I was very happy.

Yang Xiaotao naturally didn't know what Yang Jiazhuang was, after he returned to the city, he started his own life again.

Every day I go to work, work, read books, and then I just go home to cook and sleep.

However, there are no other vegetables in the yard, and corn is still grown.

He wants to take advantage of this time to produce as much hybrid corn as possible.

Once there is an effect in Yangjiazhuang, it can be promoted next year, so that the whole village can be planted with hybrid corn.

As for the future breeding problem, Yang Xiaotao also has some ideas, that is, to hand over this research technology to the state, after all, his ability is limited, and only with the help of the national strength can this technology maximize the value.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaotao began to sort out the information.

After all, Xiaowei's existence makes some things unreasonable, he can only be vague, and it really can't be explained, it comes down to luck.

Time passes, and in a blink of an eye, it has come to August, which is the seventh month of the lunar calendar.

As the saying goes, July is the beginning of autumn.

The weather is still hot, but it is more cool in the morning and evening, and people don't have to be stuck at home.

In the evening, Yang Xiaotao came from outside the courtyard, carrying a large piece of fat in his hand.

Passing by the front yard, I naturally gained a lot of envious eyes, but no one stepped forward to talk to me.

Even Jia Zhang's family in the middle court was only rambling at the door, not as arrogant as before.

Obviously, Yang Xiaotao's previous actions against Xu Damao were still shocked.

"Uncle Chen, you're busy."

Say hello to Uncle Chen in the courtyard, Uncle Chen glanced at it, and continued to tease Wangcai.

"You're going to boil lard!"

"Well, instead of buying meat, I ended up buying some fat."

"If it's cheap, sell it well, you have to boil a pound of oil for this piece of meat."

"Hey, that's true."

Yang Xiaotao returned home with a smile, first cut the fat pork into small pieces, put it in a pot under cold water, and then took out a bottle of cooking wine from the space, added a spoonful and began to boil.

After the water is boiled, remove it and wash it with warm water.

In this way, bring the water to a boil in the pot, pour in the lard and boil over high heat to evaporate the water, and then boil it over low heat.

When night fell and the smoke rose, Yang Xiaotao poured the boiled lard into the jar and waited for it to cool down.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the hospital, and Yang Xiaotao happened to meet Wang Xiaohu running over when he went out to look.

(End of chapter)