In A Zhen's room.
He Shun was holding a bowl containing millet seeds, and Meng Zhixu picked up a few seeds and stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them.
Bai Dazhuang's distressed face twitched, and he couldn't help but stand up and said: "General Meng, you don't dare to mess up like this."
Meng Zhixu laughed heartily.
After laughing, he strode forward, patted Bai Dazhuang on the shoulder and praised, "Do you know what kind of contribution you have made?"
Bai Dazhuang looked innocently confused. He just gave A Zhen a bowl of Yan millet seeds, and he still made meritorious service.
"The Yan millet seeds you cultivated are exactly the same as those from the Yan country. They are powdery when chewed and not hard, so they can be used as food." Meng Zhixu said.
"My eldest brother is so awesome." Xiao Fuyuan stood aside and praised him at the right time.
She now knew that the person in front of her was the General of the People's Congress, and she could not say enough good things about her elder brother in front of the General.
"Uncle Meng, do you want to use this seed as food for the soldiers fighting on the border?"
Xiao Fu looked at Meng Zhixu with his big round watery eyes.
Meng Zhixu was surprised that such a young girl knew his plan.
"That's right." Meng Zhixu smiled calmly.
With this high-quality swallow and millet, planting in the border fields can maximize the supply of grain and grass.
Meng Zhixu dreamed of cultivating and improving Yanshu. He invited many talented people and strangers to no avail. Unexpectedly, he found one in Xiaoxiaoshu Village.
This place is truly a crouching tiger, hidden dragon.
It was finally the right time to ask A Zhen to come here.
"But I only have a few bags of seeds at home, which is not enough?" Bai Dazhuang said naively.
Meng Zhixu laughed, and He Shun couldn't help but laugh too. The boss of the Bai family is really here.
"Brother, this kind of seed can be grown on the border. Planting a lot of it is not enough."
Xiao Fuyuan solved Bai Dazhuang's confusion.
Bai Dazhuang smiled sheepishly.
In fact, he is not that stupid, it's just that he has been facing the crops for a long time, and suddenly speaking to a person who is called a general, he feels uncomfortable all over, and his mind can't turn around for a while.
"Dazhuang, can you give me a bowl of extra seeds?" Meng Zhixu asked.
Bai Dazhuang hesitated, the crops were his life.
"General Meng, my sister picked these seeds in the mountains in the first place. You have to ask her."
Bai Dazhuang thought for a while and said that he felt that the credit belonged to his sister. If his sister had not discovered the seeds, he would not have been able to grow Yanshu.
Meng Zhixu already knew the ins and outs of Yan Miao from A Zhen's mouth, and he sighed in his heart that this little girl was really smart.
She is pretty, has a sweet mouth, and can easily solve his problem of swallows and millet seeds. Where can I find such a little girl?
Meng Zhixu looked at Xiao Fuyuan with a smile and said, "Xiao Yuanbao, can you give me a bowl of seeds?"
Xiao Fuyuan thought for a while and said to Bai Dazhuang: "Brother, let's give Uncle Meng a bowl of seeds."
Bai Dazhuang nodded and said, "Okay, I'll give it to my sister as she says."
After thinking for a while, he said, "But I have to wait until the seedlings in my field mature to produce the seeds. I have other uses for these seeds."
Meng Zhixu laughed loudly and said, "Okay, Xiao Yuanbao brother and sister are really awesome."
Xiao Fuyuan thought for a while and said seriously: "My fifth brother is learning kung fu from brother Xiao Lian. Fifth brother said that from now on he will go to the border to defend his family and country. Every soldier on the border may be someone else's brother. I am willing Give the seeds of swallows and millet to Uncle Meng, so that other people’s brothers can have food to eat.”
Meng Zhixu laughed, suddenly stopped smiling, and said to Xiao Fuyuan very seriously: "I want to thank Xiao Yuanbao on behalf of the border soldiers. If your brother joins my team in the future, I promise to give him a full meal."
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County Magistrate Liu Hong has been in a lot of trouble recently.
Since he came to Yangfeng County, he has had good weather every year, but this year his good luck seems to have come to an end.
Not a single rain has fallen since spring plowing.
It was cloudy a few days ago, and the spring thunder rang all night, but it didn't rain at all.
Last year, the Nanguan Mountain area was a pleasant spring scene with busy spring plowing in the drizzle. This year, the land is hard and the leaves are wilting. Everyone is praying for rain.
In order to irrigate the ground, the water in the river was almost drained, but it still didn't have much effect.
When Liu Hong returned to the county government office from an inspection in the countryside, he was anxious. He never believed in ghosts and gods, and even wanted to set up an incense burner to pray for rain.
How about saying that Liu Hong is a good official? Although he can't avoid official circles, he generally cares about the people.
When Liu Hong was at the county government office and was at a loss what to do, Bai Banban and the village chief of Shenshu Village came to his door.
Although Shenshu Village is also facing drought, it is not serious in terms of the entire Yangfeng County. At least there is still water in the river and the crops are still green.
Liu Hong didn't know what the purpose of these two people's visit to the county government was, and he wanted to see them in front of A Zhen. If he was asked to deal with trivial nonsense, he would expel them immediately.
"...Mr. Liu, it has not rained since the beginning of spring. The crops in the fields are about to wither. The people will have no way to survive soon..." Village Chief Zhao complained when he saw Liu Hong.
Liu Hong feels unhappy. As a county parent official, doesn't he know better than you, Zhao Defu?
How?
With Ah Zhen in Shenshu Village, he came to complain before there was a severe drought.
Liu Hong said with a nonchalant look: "Which town or village in the county is not affected by drought? Your Shenshu Village is still relatively good, and some villages have even dried up their rivers. If there is no way to survive, it's not your Shenshu Village's turn. The crops in Shucun are green after all. Go and take a look at Shangyang Village, which is not far from you. It’s all mountainous, and the fruit trees on the mountains are dying.”
Faced with Liu Hong's training with a gun and a stick, Zhao Defu felt aggrieved.
Bai Banban glanced at Village Chief Zhao, meaning that if you didn't see the blisters on the corners of Mr. Liu's mouth, he might be worried about the drought.
I'm sorry if I'm in a bad mood.
"Master Liu, we are here to solve the drought." Village Chief Zhao said with a smile.
Liu Hong looked at the two people in front of him suspiciously, wondering what they could do.
Could it be that like other villages, he was asked to come to the scene of praying for rain?
So I patiently tried to chase people away.
The white board looked at Village Chief Zhao and missed the point. He took off the cloth bag from his shoulder, opened it, presented it to Liu Hong, and said, "Master Liu, this is drought-resistant Yan millet."
When Liu Hong heard the word "yan millet", he glanced at the seeds and frowned slightly.
Yan millet is the lifeblood of Yan country, the drought-resistant seed that Daxia has always longed for.
Why did you appear in Shenshu Village?
"Master Liu, this kind of seed was collected by a grassroots girl in the mountains. After bringing it home, Da Zhuang tried to plant a piece of land and harvested some seeds."
It’s Xiao Fuyuan again!
It's her again!
If someone else had discovered Yan Shu, he would have thought it was nonsense, but when Xiao Fuyuan discovered it, he thought it was normal.
He was not surprised that miracles always happened to this girl.
"...Mr. Liu, this kind of seed is extremely drought-resistant. My family bought a hilltop in Shangyang Village. The seeds sown during the Spring Festival are now full of green on the hilltop." Bai Banban said.
"The crops in the fields that haven't been raining are about to wither. The grassroots people have discussed with Brother Zhao to distribute these seeds to all villages in the county." Bai Banban paused and said, "It is impossible for every household to plant all the land with this kind of seeds, but It’s okay to evenly plant a piece of land for each family, but if it’s not enough, the seedlings on the top of Xiaoyuanbao Mountain can also be evenly distributed, so we have to leave some way for everyone to survive during a severe drought.”
Village Chief Zhao added at the right time: "Mr. Liu, Bai Dazhuang is willing to donate all the seeds."
(End of chapter)
