Chapter Forty-Eight: Every Grain Is Hard
At that time, Li Mi was already in danger, he was confused, and he could only vaguely know that he finally had water to drink.
He sucked frantically like a sprout that hadn't been moistened for a long time.
It is not until the bodily functions are satisfied that everything can be revitalized again.
He needed time to digest the energy gained from this sucking, and he fell asleep.
It was about the next morning that Li Mi finally woke up, and he wanted to tell his mother that he had a wonderful dream yesterday.
In the dream, he drank a lot of water.
However, he found that his mother was lying peacefully beside him, the blood on her wrist had coagulated, and the surrounding area was shockingly red and swollen.
She had become a corpse.
At that moment, Li Mi subconsciously rubbed the corners of his lips, and his dirty hands mixed with soil became more blood-red.
He understood that it was not a dream, but that he was not drinking water, but his mother's blood.
At the age of ten, from that year on, he was left with only himself in his life, and for decades to come, there was no one who could be intimate with him.
That day, he cried so badly.
Later, Li Mi changed his name and survived the famine, and now he has his mother's surname, called Wang Mi, a Chinese academician who shocked the world, "the father of agricultural hybridization".
The story is over, and the old man, that is, Wang Mi, is in tears, and his eyes are cloudy.
The atmosphere of sadness spread around the four of them, and everyone felt something, more or less, with regret and sadness.
"Woo woo woo...... The old man mud is a poor duck. Ji Xiuzhi cried directly, hugged Academician Wang Mi's thigh, and wanted to comfort him.
Wang Mi stopped her tears and gently stroked Ji Xiuzhi's head.
"So...... Who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work, and you ...... now? Life is very happy...... Don't worry about eating...... Don't worry about drinking...... So...... Rice, I can change it for you, but ...... You can't afford to waste it, you know? ”
Wang Mi's story is really sad, and his experience of becoming the "father of agricultural hybridization" is also extremely emotional.
We live in an era where we are carefree about survival, and we are happy, but such happiness is earned by the hard work of the older generation, and it cannot become our wasted capital.
On the contrary, we should take that famine era as a lesson from the past, and treat grain with 200 percent cherishment.
The three of them nodded in unison: "Grandpa, don't worry, we will definitely eat cleanly, and we will definitely not waste it!" ”
After knowing the story and identity of the person in front of them, the three of them respected him even more.
Today's Huaxia can eat without worry, and 80% of the credit is on this old academician Wang Mi, and it is no exaggeration to say that he is the parent of the whole of China.
Wang Mi smiled, and there was a hint of clarity in his cloudy pupils.
"Good...... Good ......"
As he spoke, he turned around and entered his own grain depot and exchanged the corresponding amount of rice for Su Ruan and them.
After receiving the rice, the group left after a few moments of greeting and returned to their houses.
The show "Where Are You Going, Dad" was invested by Gasgaard alone, but they never imagined that the program team would be able to invite Wang Mi, an academic and agricultural giant, and even Noah, a top relation, was surprised and surprised.
Academician Wang Mi's own story is definitely an unforgettable education for the children, and Gaisce has done a good job this time.
But...... He will definitely not reward him when he returns to Western Europe!
Back at home, a new problem arose.
Noah, a family of three, doesn't seem to know how to cook.
Su Soft: "Noah's father...... I can wash the dishes. ”
Ji Xiuzhi: "Uncle Noah, the nest will eat." ”
Noah: "......"
He grabbed his blonde hair, a little annoyed, his inability to cook was completely exposed in front of his baby daughter, and he regretted it to death, but the guy Van Gis took him to the kitchen one or two times, and he didn't have a clue now!
Blame him!
Noah puffed out his mouth angrily, and then was poked back directly by Su Ruan.
Noah blinked, "What's wrong baby?" ”
Su Ruan smiled and pointed out the door, "Dad...... Someone came to help us cook and mess with it! ”
Noah looked in the direction pointed by Su Ruan, it was simple and simple!
They came with a big bag of death pepper and rice in exchange!
The three of them, who didn't know how to cook at all, seemed to see a savior, and their eyes lit up.
Jian was numb by this strange gaze, and goosebumps rose all over his body.
He asked embarrassedly, "Well...... Well, do you need chili peppers here...... Shall we have a partner? ”
"Hitch!" The three agreed without hesitation.
Peppers are peppers, it's better than nothing!
Simple and simple Yule were instantly happy.
Jian Yule hurriedly ran to Su Ruan and grabbed Su Ruan's hand, "Great, Su Ruan, we can eat together!" ”
Noah's gaze slowly moved downward, and his face deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
What to do, he regretted it a little.
He coughed dryly, reminding his daughter of what he had said to her that afternoon.
However, Su Soft is really too busy to take care of himself now.
Jian Yule and Ji Xiuzhi are like a pair of reactants, and every time they meet each other, there will be a chemical reaction of jealousy, which makes Su Ruan, who is caught in the middle, very embarrassed.
Noah found his daughter's loveless expression and couldn't help but hold his forehead.
Forget it, you can't go back on your word.
He tilted his head to look at Jian: "Then are you going to cook?" ”
Jian laughed embarrassedly twice: "Ahem...... This...... I think...... I cook probably no difference in the kitchen. ”
Noah: "......"
Get...... Another one who can't cook.
What happened to men now? Why can't one or two even cook! Can't you learn from his Gais? That first-hand cooking skill is amazing! Lao Lin can compare with him!
"I think we're going to have to go and hang up with the others," he said. ”
As soon as these words came out, Jian Jian also understood what he meant, and his eyes immediately changed from embarrassment to sympathy.
It turns out that they are all people who can't cook, harm, it seems that no one is better than anyone else, half a catty and eight taels.
He patted Noah on the shoulder, "Let's go, find Huang Yao, he will snort some meals he usually cooks on his neck from time to time, and his cooking skills should be quite good." ”
Noah's eyes lit up, "Okay, together." ”
So, the two families reached a consensus and went to Huang Yao's residence together, a windmill house built in the middle of the farmland.
……
Bang bang bang.
Huang Yao, who was cooking, heard the knock on the door, immediately turned off the induction cooker in his hand, put the dishes inside on a plate, wiped his hands with the cloth on his crotch, and hurriedly opened the door.
When he opened the door, a strange picture unfolded in front of him, which made Huang Yao feel that there must be something wrong with the way he opened the door.
So, he closed the door without hesitation, and the sound was very loud.