At noon on November 9, Long Jianhua walked on the country road a little tiredly with a suitcase.

In the morning, I went to visit the Academy of Agricultural Sciences and confirmed the seeds. After taking the train back to Team 9 at 12 noon, I got off the train at the county town at 8 o'clock in the morning, and after eating two bowls of noodles, I caught the first bus back to the district.

When he passed by the supply and marketing cooperative, he saw many farmers selling medicinal materials, which were of a wide variety, and he was very proud.

Compared to a few months ago, whether it is a collective or a household, the income will increase as a result, and the people will live a better life, which is a great contribution to him.

When he walked to a turn on the stone bed, Long Jianhua saw a boy lying on the slope by the roadside smoking a cigarette, basking in the sun, and enjoying his face.

He approached and asked, "Wang Shilin, have you come back from school or have you not gone to school?"

This guy is what Chen Daniu said that he studied in the first grade next door. He is already thirteen years old in the second half of the year, and he is still in the first grade. The second half of the year is his fourth grade.

The reason why Long Jianhua knew him was because he had been to Team Eight several times and met most of the people in Team Eight.

Wang Shilin was intoxicated by the sunshine and smoke. When he heard someone suddenly asking, he was so scared that he jumped up quickly. Seeing that it was Long Jianhua, he laughed and said, "Intellectuals, come on the street?"

Long Jianhua asked, "It's only eleven o'clock now. I think you didn't go to school. You just lie here for the whole morning basking in the sun and smoking?"

Wang Shilin scratched the back of his head and laughed, "It's not all here to bask in the sun and smoke. After a while, haven't you seen me just lit the cigarette? Intellectuals, come one?"

Long Jianhua shook his head, "It's not good to learn to smoke at a young age."

Wang Shilin said disdainfully, "What's wrong with it? The cigarettes are grown by one's own home, so don't spend money to buy them; my uncle and grandfather are in his sixties, and all the men in our production team smoke."

Long Jianhua shook his head and said speechless.

Wang Shilin laughed and said, "I said intellectuals, I did a great thing today."

Seeing Long Jianhua's expression of disbelief, he shouted, "Don't you believe it? Let me tell you. I went out a little late today and everyone else had left. When I came here, I heard the sound of women crying and men roaring from the river, which scared me and thought someone was fighting in the river."

"When I ran down, I saw that two people were really fighting. I looked carefully and saw that the woman was one of my cousin-in-laws. I was so angry that I grabbed a stone and hit the man on the back, which made him scream and blood on his back."

"When I found another stone, he had already run a few feet away with his clothes and pants. I chased him for a long time but couldn't catch him."

From Wang Shilin's story, he knew what kind of scene it was; although his physical age was only sixteen, he was already in his fifties in his heart. How could he not know about such a thing?

I thought that when I saw the stone bed when I was digging the medicinal materials that day, he was still lying on it and experimenting. I didn’t expect it was someone else’s bed. I was also very funny in my heart.

Long Jianhua calmed down a little and asked him, "What did your cousin-in-law say to you later?"

Wang Shilin laughed, "She is very grateful to me. Later, she said she was not injured, so let it go. She told me not to tell others that I was afraid that my cousin would kill someone if he hit that person. If my cousin beats someone to death, he would be shot. Intellectuals, do you think it is true?"

Long Jianhua patted his shoulder, "You will be shot when you hit someone to death. Your cousin's wife won't let you tell others, but you have told me."

Wang Shilin sniffed a cigarette, "I have so many cousin sisters-in-law, but you don't know which one it is. I said to be an intellectual, why is my cousin-law different from mine."

Long Jianhua sighed in his heart, "These people are very harmful."

He lifted his legs and left without looking back, "Wang Shilin, go to school, you can also do two classes in the afternoon. It is always good to read more books."

Wang Shilin took a sip of the cigarette and threw it away, and his mouth and nostrils sprayed cigarettes and muttered, "What's the use of reading so many books? You're not going to run here to be a farmer?"

Long Jianhua felt very uncomfortable and embarrassed. Although this body has not been through human affairs, his thinking has been going through decades. This is a subconscious reaction, and those fragments are unconsciously surging in his mind.

He kept silently saying: I want to make money, I want to make money, I want to make more money.

Slowly, he felt much better.

When he was about to reach the entrance of the canyon, he found that the sand ginseng on the small slope had been dug up. He thought he had dug up collectively or individually. When he discovered it, he thought about digging it again for a while, but later he forgot about it and is now poached by others.

When I walked to the entrance of the canyon, I saw that Chen Liping's new house had been erected. Eight fans were the largest house in Team Nine. The house was being built. Nine people connected the tiles on the roof. Several people stood on the stairs, bent down to pick up the tiles from the people below, and then straightened up to pass them to the roof.

"It's been put on the beam, so fast?"

Before leaving Team Ninth, he knew that Chen Liping's family would start construction on October 29, saying that the ground would be broken that day. At this time, this tradition in the countryside is still there, and the inheritance is still continuing in secret.

When he got home, Long Jianhua checked the things in the house roughly. The dried rabbits hanging were still there, the meat in the jar was still there... nothing was missing.

Long Jianhua snorted, "The folk customs at this time are really good. A single family is here, and more than half a month has passed, and there are not many things."

The sweet potatoes hanging in the kitchen are already soft and can make very sweet dried sweet potatoes.

When I came to the private field, I saw that the fence was intact, and sprouts of garlic, green onion, carrots, white radish, cabbage, etc. had sprouted, and the green basically covered the black soil, and my heart felt full of accomplishment.

After digging the private land, Long Jianhua went around to pick up black soil and directly raised the soil layer by three inches. There was no way, people had cesspools and farm fertilizers; his urine and defecation flowed into terraces through small ditches, and they could only increase the fertilizer in the soil in this way.

He bought vegetable seeds that he could buy from the supply and marketing cooperative, and went to the other people in the team to ask for some unbuyed ones. They were densely packed all over the floor, leaving only a few passages in the middle that could only accommodate one foot.

Seeing that the soil was dry, he then put water between the ridges for a while to make the land moist. During this period, it had not rained in Shajuan City, and I don’t know if it was falling here, but judging from the degree of soil dryness, it should have been dry for a long time.

This private land must be planted well, and vegetables in the future will rely on it.

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