Chapter 87: The Second Brother Cried [Asking for Subscription]

"I said you kid don't think about one out is one out, just for those two vegetables, waste the land on the farm, and delay next year's grain production, can you afford it?"

Wang Zhenyi is not the kind of uninformed goods.

Although plastic film greenhouses are still a rarity for ordinary people at the moment, in his eyes, they are very common.

Even on the farm, sweet potatoes and the like are fastened with plastic film every year in order to raise seedlings early.

The two are nothing more than differences in size and scale, but in essence, there is no difference.

Moreover, the land on the farm is not idle now, wheat has been planted for a long time, and there are not many that are really idle.

But that's also planned for next year.

Li Weidong just wanted to refute, but he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say it.

In later generations, not to mention ordinary greenhouses, even greenhouses abound, and all kinds of out-of-season fruits and vegetables are endless.

But considering the particularity of this era, as well as the importance of food, spending so much money to grow vegetables and fruits is a typical cart before the horse.

Nowadays, fruits and vegetables are usually used instead of food if they can't eat food.

The name is melon and vegetable generation.

It's the opposite of what came to life.

As for growing food, as long as it does not increase the yield several times, it is not worth it.

After all, what is lacking today is not land, but people who farm it.

He couldn't help but think of a sentence: the development of anything is the accumulation of quantitative changes to qualitative changes.

At the same time, it is also inseparable from money, or economic push.

If it was the 80s or the 90s, Li Weidong wouldn't mind trying it out and seeing if he could change something.

But this will, thinking of the situation in a few years, still let him hold down that restless heart.

And remind yourself, be honest, do your duty, don't waste.

"If you're interested in greenhouses, when you have time, I can take you to the Institute of Agricultural Sciences to have a look."

Seeing that Li Weidong didn't belong, Zhou Xiaobai couldn't bear it.

The character of loneliness and low self-esteem should be encouraged and not attacked.

This is her responsibility as an instructor on the Third Farm.

"Okay."

In the face of this kindness, Li Weidong did not refuse.

Mainly, he also held back a lot of questions and wanted to ask those experts.

Next to him, Wang Zhenyi's eyes changed when he saw this scene.

Feelings: You kid is a drunkard, and he doesn't mean to drink.

In vain, Lao Tzu is still worried that you will not be able to marry a daughter-in-law, so I will worry about this and that for you.

At noon, Zhou Xiaobai took out the lunch box from his bag and prepared to go to the canteen with Li Weidong to eat.

Although her family was well-off and she didn't go hungry even in those years, she ate in the cafeteria with her classmates at school.

Even when she came to work on the farm, she always reminded herself that she would never be special.

"You didn't bring food from home?"

Li Weidong looked at Zhou Xiaobai's empty lunch box and was a little surprised.

How could this silly girl have any expectations for food on the prison farm?

"Why bring food? Didn't everyone eat in the cafeteria together? Zhou Xiaobai was a little puzzled.

"Did you bring food stamps and money?" Li Weidong asked.

"Brought it."

Zhou Xiaobai hurriedly took out a stack of food stamps and money from his bag.

It's really a stack.

It's just that the front says one city two, that is, fifty grams.

Even so, this superposition is two or three catties, to say the least.

And it's also a fine food stamp.

"Give it to me."

Li Weidong was also not polite, and stretched out his hand directly.

It just so happened that he didn't have any food stamps, so he 'borrowed' some flowers.

Although Zhou Xiaobai was puzzled, he still handed over the stack of food stamps to Li Weidong.

Then watch as he draws five out of it and gives the rest back to himself.

"Let's not go to the canteen at noon, make it ourselves, and your five food stamps will be used as food expenses."

Li Weidong naturally put the food stamps into his pocket.

He and Zhou Xiaobai are not related to each other, so they definitely can't take care of each other's food.

What's more, the other party is a rich woman, and there is no shortage of this food stamp.

If you really want her to eat and drink for nothing, she will be uncomfortable.

As for saying that someone who consciously runs over to eat and drink when he arrives at the meal is too thick-skinned, even if Li Weidong stretches out his hand and asks him for food stamps, he can probably say that he will be able to keep the account first and let his son pay it back later.

"Do it yourself?"

Zhou Xiaobai was a little surprised when he heard this.

Then she saw Li Weidong take out pots and pans from the kitchen.

The steamed buns are ready-made, and they were steamed with the help of Wu Lao Liu before.

The dish is wild boar stewed cabbage + radish.

There are also roasted spicy gnocchi pickles, which smell fragrant.

In terms of eating, Li Weidong will definitely not treat himself badly, and he still expects to transform more energy.

The only problem now is that the thirty catties of white noodles he brought can't help but eat, even if Song Yan never moves at night, but the three of them can be eaten together at noon every time, even if he saves more, he can make three catties of white noodles a day.

Now that Zhou Xiaobai, who doesn't know the depth of the meal, it is estimated that there will be an emergency in another week at most.

And at this moment, there is no white face in his farm warehouse.

If you don't want to go hungry in the future, or eat food from the farm cafeteria, you have to think of other ways to do it.

In the afternoon, Li Weidong continued to nibble on the anthology, while Zhou Xiaobai began to prepare for class.

Literacy for the inmates on the farm is actually quite simple, especially in the beginning, the main thing is literacy.

But Zhou Xiaobai, as an instructor on the farm, not only taught the prisoners to read and write, but was also responsible for their ideological education.

So she went to Wang Zhenyi, asked for some large blank paper, and began to write slogans.

And these slogans are meant to be posted in the classroom.

So, Li Weidong watched Zhou Xiaobai roll up his sleeves and use a brush to sketch out the big characters on the white paper.

Although he didn't know calligraphy, those characters looked very imposing, much stronger than those so-called great calligraphers on the Internet in later generations.

Even Song Yan couldn't help but praise a good word.

Regarding the slogans of literacy, Li Weidong still remembers that there are many in the countryside.

For example: rushing up the cultural mountain and capturing 1,500 words alive.

Another example: busy with production during the day and going to school at night.

Also: literacy culture, not blindness.

So I put forward a lot of comments on the side.

When the slogan was finished, Li Weidong acted as a coolie and plastered all the walls of the two warehouses.

When I came back, I happened to see Wang Zhenyi tinkering with a very old electric welding machine, so he went up to help, and even showed his skills.

It's just that he didn't realize that Wang Zhenyi was a bit of a thief laughing.

After getting off work, Li Weidong was still carried by Zhou Xiaobai, although he was responsible for riding the bicycle, but he couldn't change the fact that he was piggybacked.

On the way, he felt that something was wrong.

The eyes are astringent.

It wasn't until dinner in the evening and lying in bed that the sequelae began to show.

"Grandma, Mom, my second brother is crying."

Li Weibin was the first to notice that something was wrong, and he opened his mouth and shouted.

Suddenly, the whole family was shocked.

Chapter 3!

I was busy putting it on the shelves for the past two days, and I didn't sleep well for two nights, so I had a headache since the afternoon, and taking medicine didn't work.

I finally finished writing this chapter, but I couldn't hold on anymore.

So I owe you a chapter today and make it up tomorrow.

For the sake of more than a month in a row, I have never been late or less watched, so please forgive me.

(End of chapter)