Su Yucheng pursed his lips and wanted to say, why should I work?
Ye Chuanxiu has already said: "If you don't work, don't eat."
"If you don't want to eat, don't eat!" Su Yucheng said firmly, but in his heart, Su Yucheng felt that his mother Ye Chuanxiu would compromise sooner or later.
He is his parents’ precious son!
Unlike Su He, he is just a dispensable person.
Su He nodded slightly in his mind, but he didn't know whether Ye Chuanxiu's change was temporary or permanent.
Therefore, he is non-committal and everything depends on whether it can stand the test of time.
Su He thought that he had wanted to build a shelf and get a few acres of land in his warehouse.
He did it as soon as he thought of it. Moso bamboo was not a precious thing in Nanzhu Village.
In other words, this thing will ruin Nanzhu Village's streets.
Su He got a dozen moso bamboos and some stones, and soon made a prototype in his warehouse.
Next, it’s time to get some soil.
There are many mountains behind this thing.
But it took a lot of effort to get enough soil.
At this time, many adults in Nanzhu Village were chopping moso bamboo. This was an activity organized by the village.
Taking advantage of the fact that there were still a few days left before the double robbery, the uncle was obviously planning to organize people to cut down the bamboo first.
As for getting the pipeline, we will definitely have to wait until the double grab.
Although drought is coming, Nanzhu Village obviously still has some advantages over other villages.
The back mountain range has three mountain springs, plus a large lake, so it can last longer than others.
After a whole morning of hard work, Su He finally got almost enough soil. He brought all the soil into the portable warehouse, where Su He broke up the soil clods and spread them flat on the shelves.
Then it’s time to transplant the plants.
Su He got some wild grape seedlings and some wild strawberry seedlings. After thinking about it, Su He thought: "I should get some potatoes and plant them. These are drought-resistant. Perhaps, I can also suggest to the uncle to plant them in the village." Some?"
Su He didn't understand this either. When he thought of this, he suddenly thought that there seemed to be books on this subject in his study.
He washed his hands and went up to the study to look for information in this regard.
Soon, Su He became a little frustrated.
This would have been great when potatoes were propagated vegetatively using tubers.
However, seed potatoes can germinate and grow when the soil temperature is 5 to 8°C, and the optimal temperature is 15 to 20°C. The temperature suitable for the growth and flowering of plant stems and leaves is 16 to 22°C. The most suitable temperature for tuber formation at night is 10 to 13°C (soil temperature 16 to 18°C). When it is higher than 20°C, the formation will be slow.
This shows that potatoes are not easy to grow in today's weather.
But soon, Su He thought that the temperature in his portable warehouse was not that high, so it could be used to raise seedlings.
When the time comes, just use the ones bought from outside and transplant them out.
After searching, Su He was still very excited: "There is also fruit corn, which is delicious and has a high yield. The most important thing is that it is drought-resistant. In addition, sorghum and other things can also be grown. But in Nanzhu Village People have never planted it, but they can replant some sweet potatoes. These things can grow on the ground, and they are also highly productive."
Thinking of this, Su He found a few sacks of sweet potatoes and potatoes from his storage and started to raise seedlings.
He didn't know how fast it could grow in the portable warehouse, so he could only do his best.
When I came home from the portable warehouse, I saw Su Yucheng sitting at the door with the broom thrown on the ground and not cleaning at all.
"time to eat!"
Ye Chuanxiu shouted, Su He went to get the bowl, and just as he was adding rice, he heard Ye Chuanxiu say: "You didn't sweep the floor, and you are not allowed to eat at noon today. When did you sweep the floor, you will eat."
Su Yucheng burst into tears all of a sudden. Su Zhaohua wanted to speak several times, but was blocked by Ye Chuanxiu.
Su Yucheng ran to her grandmother's house next door, but it was obvious that Ye Chuanxiu had told her grandmother this time.
Su Yucheng didn't get his meal and sat angrily at the door.
Su He didn't care at all. Looking at Su Yucheng, he felt that the food, which had no oil at all, was much more fragrant.
This is the first time in so many years that I have enjoyed fair treatment.
In my heart, there seemed to be a resentment leaving.
Su He felt that his chest seemed to feel much more relaxed, and he didn't care, just smiled.
Su Yucheng stared at Su He with a gloomy face, as if water was dripping from his eyes.
In the afternoon, Su He took a short rest and went to his grandfather's study to read.
He found that Ye's Medical Classics was quite valuable, and if he could learn it, it could be of great use.
He didn't know that just today, at this moment, a man rushed into the military hospital with a child in his arms.
After Dr. Qiu came over for examination, he said to the man: "How could this be infected? You should have come to the hospital when the wound appeared."
A woman then ran in and cried: "I thought it was nothing serious. Are they children? They were playing at the construction site, and many children had cuts and wounds. Why is it that our children's wounds are infected?"
Doctor Qiu said: "With the rust in the wound and the high temperature, wouldn't it make it easy to get infected?"
"Doctor, you have to save my son. Our family only has one child. We..."
Dr. Qiu thought of a certain boy, and his father seemed to be like this.
She tried hard not to think too much about anything else, and said to the man: "Follow your son. I'm going to clean the wound with alcohol. The rust in the wound will cause repeated infections. It must be cleaned." "
After some operations, Dr. Qiu gave the patient another injection and an IV drip.
Doctor Qiu said to the man: "Whether he can recover or not depends on him. A few days ago..."
After saying that, Dr. Qiu waved his hand again: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. You guys should take good care of me and don't get a fever."
Su He naturally didn't know about this. He was reading the Ye's Medical Classics with gusto.
He didn't even know that one day he would be interested in this bitter knowledge of Chinese medicine.
Moreover, Su He found that his memory had improved, and he could remember it roughly as long as he read it once.
After watching it a second time, you can basically go wrong.
"Although I don't have a photographic memory, it's not much different! If I had abilities in my previous life, wouldn't 985 or 211 be at my fingertips?"
Just as he was talking, my grandfather's voice came from outside: "He Yazi, come out quickly. Your great grandfather is here."
Su He was a little reluctant to part with this medical book, and thought about taking it back, scanning it, and printing another copy. Grandpa would not let Su He take this thing out easily.
With a thought, he put Ye's medical scriptures into his portable storage, then turned around and came out: "Grandpa, great grandpa, what's the matter?"
