Era: My backyard is the garbage dump of the universe

Chapter 370 If I don’t tell you, and my uncle doesn’t tell you, no one will know

Arcee was delighted: "This is the ability of the phase shifter. Where did the master find it?"

"I found it in the garbage dump of a Transformers world. I was looking for a fire source to save you, but I accidentally discovered this good thing." Liu Qingsong replied with a smile.

"Is that so?" Arcee nodded.

The phase shifter is indeed a good thing, and it is unique and cannot be replicated. The owner actually found it. This is really good luck.

"I won't talk to you anymore. I have to go back." Liu Qingsong took off the phase shifter and put it into the space backpack. He said hello to Arcee, the liquid robot, Shi Hao, and the Hulk, then turned around and walked out of the garbage dump of all worlds.

After coming out, Liu Qingsong continued to be busy in the kitchen.

Time flew by and it was half past five in the afternoon.

Liu Qingsong, who had prepared a table full of food, was just about to call Xiao Nuomi and Yaomei, who were playing outside, to come back for dinner when he heard a loud noise coming from the direction of Pangdun's house.

The noise made Liu Qingsong alert.

Just in case, he even sent Xiaojuzi to check the situation.

After learning that Zhao Tianxiang was critically ill and had died, and that the Zhao family was looking for trouble with doctors like Old Jiang and Nie Bingquan, he couldn't help but frown.

But he did not go to help. Instead, he called the children back, closed the door and started eating dinner.

It's not that he is cold-blooded, but since Mr. Jiang promised to save Zhao Tianxiang, he should have thought of all the consequences and have ways to deal with them.

What Liu Qingsong didn't expect was that Zhao Tianxiang was not dead at night, and with the full treatment of Jiang Lao and Nie Bingquan, he got better and was no longer in critical condition.

This was a bit of a slap in the face to the Zhao family, but Liu Qingsong did not interfere and instead went to the Wanjie Garbage Dump to do his own thing.

Around 9:30 the next morning, Liu Qingsong, who had just finished breakfast, was carrying a hoe and was about to go to the rice field with Li Fenfen to take a look. At the gate of Pangdun's house, Zhao Tianxiang was pushed out in a wheelchair to bask in the sun.

At this time, Zhao Tianxiang was so thin that his cheekbones were protruding. For some unknown reason, his head was unusually large, and fish scales appeared on the skin on the back of his hands, face, and neck.

When he saw Liu Qingsong, he lowered his head subconsciously.

What does this prove? It proves that Zhao Tianxiang is conscious now, otherwise he would not have reacted like this when he saw Liu Qingsong.

Liu Qingsong sneered after realizing it, but he did not make things difficult for Zhao Tianxiang. Instead, he took Li Fenfen and continued walking towards the rice field.

Before he had gone far, Rockefeller Cade was also pushed out of Fatty's house in a wheelchair.

But Cade's complexion was much better than Zhao Tianxiang's. After seeing Zhao Tianxiang, he asked those around him to help him stand up and exercise back and forth in the threshing ground.

Cade didn't say a word during the whole process, but he frightened Zhao Tianxiang so much that his mouth twitched and his face turned pale.

When Liu Qingsong saw this scene, he couldn't help but laugh.

Only then did he realize that keeping Zhao Tianxiang alive and then torturing him slowly was much better than killing him directly.

This was what Cade meant at this time. Seeing that his goal had been achieved, he returned to the wheelchair and had someone push Zhao Tianxiang to the edge of the threshing ground to get some fresh air.

Although the dozen or so members of the Zhao family around saw this scene, no one dared to move. After all, the Zhao family could not challenge the Rockefeller family at all.

Once you challenge me, you won’t even know how you’ll die.

But this made Zhao Tianxiang suffer. He wanted to ask Jiang Lao and Nie Bingquan to make the decision for him, but in the end, after opening his mouth, he did not dare to put it into practice.

The reason for this is that it turns out that Cade’s relatives came to see Cade.

The long convoy and the powerful bodyguards made Zhao Tianxiang dare not say a word.

The Zhao family members didn't dare to say a word, and the timid ones among them hid as far away as possible.

Seeing this, Liu Qingsong stopped watching the fun and took Li Fenfen to the rice field.

The rice in the rice fields has matured, and the golden ears of rice are very eye-catching.

But Li Fenfen was a little confused: "Qingsong, why is your rice maturing so quickly? If I remember correctly, the rice in many villagers' homes has just begun to ear!"

Open ears.

It means blooming.

Liu Qingsong knew this, of course. In order to prevent Li Fenfen from suspecting that his rice had been grown using the Tree Elf's super-ripening fertilizer, he even said perfunctorily, "My rice seeds are early-maturing, unlike those of other villagers."

"Is that so?" Li Fenfen had no doubt at all: "Then your rice can be harvested! Don't wait, while my dad is at your house, call him to come and harvest the rice together."

"We should dry the rice on a sunny day, otherwise it will be difficult to harvest the rice when it rains heavily later."

"Aren't you afraid that your father will scold you?" Liu Qingsong teased: "Removing rice is not a good thing, it is a physical job."

"What are you afraid of? He can't just watch TV after eating at your house, right?" Li Fenfen glanced at the sky and walked towards Liu Qingsong's door: "Wait here, I'll go call him over to harvest the rice."

"Remember to bring me a sickle." Liu Qingsong reminded.

"Got it." Li Fenfen waved her hand.

A few minutes later, she really called Li Bayi over.

Behind Li Bayi are Xiao Nuomi, Yaomei, Xiao Taoqi, Jin Yutou, Ye Qubing, Ye Xiaoxiao and Wang Ba.

They all held brand new sickles in their hands, and before Liu Qingsong could react, they cheered and rushed into the rice fields to start cutting the rice.

Liu Qingsong had a headache looking at that: "Fenfen, why did you call all these naughty ghosts over?"

"I didn't shout." Li Fenfen denied it repeatedly.

"Uncle, we asked to come here on our own." Little Nuomi agreed.

"Well, the eldest sister said that we will help you to the best of our ability." The youngest sister followed.

"Brother, let's have a competition to see who can harvest more rice." Wang Ba said as he gathered his strength, bent down, swung the sickle and started harvesting rice.

"This kid." Seeing that the children were all full of energy, Liu Qingsong did not say anything more. Instead, he took the sickle handed over by Li Fenfen, bent down and started cutting rice.

Because there are so many people.

The rice in the field was soon harvested.

But it’s still too early to harvest the rice!
After saying something to Li Fenfen, Liu Qingsong took Li Bayi to lift the mixing bucket.

What is a mixing barrel? It is a large wooden barrel specially used to mix rice.

"Ban" means to beat.

In Songmu Township in 1979, threshers had not yet appeared, let alone electric threshers and harvesters.

Liu Qingsong originally wanted to go to the Wanjie garbage dump to take out the thresher made by the liquid robot and use it, but when he thought of its advanced functions, he did not put it into practice.

After all, he only has a few acres of land, and so many people can quickly collect the rice using mixing buckets.

In the busyness, time passed by and it was already past noon.

Liu Qingsong saw that the children's faces were red and their foreheads were covered with sweat. He was about to tell them to take a rest when Liu Chunhua's voice came from the door: "Qingsong, come back for lunch."

"Oh! Here I come." Liu Qingsong replied.

"Hehe..." Little Nuomi was the first to run back home with his short legs without Liu Qingsong calling him.

The youngest sister, the naughty one, Wang Ba and other children followed in a swarm.

Liu Qingsong shook his head as he watched this scene, but did not pay much attention to it. Instead, he and Li Bayi followed behind, each carrying a load of rice.

After jumping onto the threshing ground, they poured out the rice and spread it out before going into the house to eat.

After eating, everyone went to take a nap because the sun was very strong.

Liu Qingsong woke up at 3:30 in the afternoon, and then took the children and Li Bayi to continue harvesting rice.

By the evening, all the rice from the seven acres of land was finally harvested.

Liu Qingsong and Li Bayi were just about to take a break when Wang Yaoqing and Secretary Chen came over and said, "Wow! Qingsong, your family's rice harvest is pretty good this year!"

"Not bad! Not bad!" Liu Qingsong brought a bench and handed it to Wang Yaoqing and Secretary Chen: "Uncle, if you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I have to go to the fields to pick up the mixing buckets and bring them back later!" "Okay! Okay!" Wang Yaoqing nodded repeatedly. After taking a puff of cigarette, he put away his smile and slowly said: "It's like this. This year, our Songmu Commune suffered a severe drought. 70% of the crops we planted died, so paying the public grain has become a big problem."

"If you ask everyone not to pay, the cadres of Songmu Commune will probably starve to death."

"But if we pay, many villagers won't even have enough to eat. I really don't have the heart to urge them to pay, so I'm looking for you to come up with a solution."

"No, it seems that no one in our Huaishu production team has no food to eat. The money they earned from catching locusts and selling them can buy food for ten years." After Liu Qingsong understood Wang Yaoqing's purpose, he even spoke up to remind him.

"The Huaishu production team is just an example. Other production teams are not as wealthy as you said. Many of them are isolated from information and have not participated in catching locusts at all," Secretary Chen corrected.

Liu Qingsong: "I know this, but I have no control over whether other production teams are rich or not. I am only talking about the Huaishu production team now."

"You kid." Secretary Chen smiled bitterly: "I didn't ask you to take care of it. I just wanted to tell you what the situation is like in Songmu Commune now. If you have the ability, you'd better help them."

"The question is how can I help?" Liu Qingsong spread his hands.

"Just like we helped the Toad Production Team, we can introduce them to jobs at the Dongfanghong Farmers' Market, or they can go to your security company to find a job that can support their family." Secretary Chen saw that he had finally gotten to the point after going around in circles, and he spoke immediately.

"The problem is that the security company only recruits men, and the stalls in the Dongfanghong Farmers' Market are now full!" Liu Qingsong got a headache when he heard this: "If you really want to help them, why don't you introduce them to work at the Red Star Fertilizer Factory or Qin'an Fertilizer Factory?"

"Alas! These two fertilizer plants are now full, otherwise I wouldn't come to you for help." Secretary Chen sighed.

"Then why don't you think of a way to create jobs for them?" Liu Qingsong reminded.

"What do you mean?" Secretary Chen was puzzled.

Wang Yaoqing was also a little confused after hearing this.

"It's very simple. Now many production teams in our Songmu Commune have no access to traffic, and the roads are still muddy. You can apply for funds to build roads. In this way, jobs will be created, right?" Liu Qingsong thought for a while before speaking out what was in his mind.

Secretary Chen smiled bitterly after understanding what was said: "It is not that simple to apply for road construction. I can say without exaggeration that the process of submitting reports and going through various levels of approval will have to wait until next year."

"By next year, I'm afraid some people will starve to death."

"It seems that you still don't understand what I mean." Liu Qingsong lowered his voice, and then pointed at Pangdun's house: "Now people from the Zhao family and the Rockefeller family are here to see Grandpa Jiang for medical treatment. Don't you know how to take advantage of it?"

"To put it bluntly, as long as you are thick-skinned, you can get as much money as you want for road construction. There is no need to submit a report for approval."

“You…” Secretary Chen took a breath, and after he understood the meaning of Liu Qingsong’s words, his eyes lit up: “Hahaha…you have so many tricks up your sleeve!”

"Accountant Wang, let's go! We're going to ask the Zhao family and the Rockefeller family to invest in building the road. You have to say a few good words for me when the time comes."

"Okay! Okay!" Wang Yaoqing agreed readily.

After all, Zhao Tianxiang and Rockefeller Cade lived in his house, so it shouldn't be difficult to ask for some money to build the road.

……

After Wang Yaoqing and Secretary Chen walked away, Liu Qingsong chatted with Li Bayi for a few words and then went to the rice field to carry the mixing bucket.

After he was carried back, he was about to wash his hands and feet when Wang Yaoqing appeared, pushing Rockefeller Cade in a wheelchair: "Qingsong, Cade wants to talk to you about something."

"Oh?" Liu Qingsong walked into the main room and asked Li Fenfen to pour tea.

Seeing this, Xiao Nuomi, who was playing at the kitchen door, ran to Cade with his short legs and said, "Grandpa, why are you here at Uncle Wo's house?"

"Give him the money from selling wild Ganoderma lucidum," Cade replied kindly.

"Oh!" Little Nuomi ran into the kitchen and brought back a few slices of icy watermelon after a while: "Grandpa, some watermelon, grown by my uncle himself, so sweet."

"But I can't eat cold watermelon!" Cade smiled bitterly.

"It's okay. No one will know unless I and your uncle tell you." Little Nuomi reminded in a low voice.

"Hahaha...Okay! Okay!" Cade laughed. Seeing that Liu Qingsong and Wang Yaoqing didn't say anything, he picked up a piece of ice watermelon and started eating.

When he found that the watermelon that Xiao Nuomi brought him was really sweet, and when he ate it, it was so sweet that it filled his heart and even warmed his stomach, he couldn't help but be surprised.

I couldn't understand why the ice watermelon, which is obviously cold, could warm my stomach.

"Please have some tea." Li Fenfen spoke softly, interrupting Cade's thoughts.

"Okay! Okay!" Kaide nodded, then took out a passbook and handed it to Liu Qingsong: "There is 100,000 in it, keep it."

"A wild Ganoderma lucidum won't cost so much money." Liu Qingsong said politely.

"It doesn't cost that much money, just take it. After all, this wild Ganoderma lucidum is worth my life." Kaidelian stuffed the passbook into Liu Qingsong's hand.

for him.

His life is priceless.

If Liu Qingsong didn't take the money, it would mean that he looked down on him.

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong saw what Kai was thinking and immediately put the passbook into his shirt pocket.

Li Fenfen, who was standing by, smiled and left with Xiao Nuomi.

After watching them walk away, Kaide suddenly said seriously, "Qingsong, I have discussed with Elder Jiang and Elder Nie these days, and I think it is necessary to build a hospital in Songmu Commune. What do you think?"

"What opinion can I have? This is a great thing. Just go ahead and do it." Liu Qingsong said.

"The problem is that we don't trust anyone else to manage this hospital, so we want you to be the head..." Having said that, Cade didn't say anything else.

But Liu Qingsong understood the meaning behind his words. He asked in surprise, "Grandpa Jiang also wants me to manage this hospital?"

"Well, if you don't believe me, you can go ask him." Cade replied.

"That's not necessary." Liu Qingsong thought for a moment and said, "How about this! You go and build the hospital first, and don't worry about management and other related matters."

"If there is really no one to take care of it, then I will be the leader."

It's just for the head, it's not that difficult for him.

"Okay!" Cade breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that. After chatting with Liu Qingsong for a few words, he said goodbye and let Wang Yaoqing push him back.

……

For the next two or three days, Liu Qingsong was busy harvesting and drying rice.

Because he was too tired, he didn't even go into the garbage dump of all worlds.

After the rice is dried, it needs to be stored in the warehouse. Liu Qingsong saw that the newly built red brick barn had not been painted yet. He was about to ask the workers of the infrastructure team to help paint it. Liu Chunhua came over with a winnowing basket and said, "Qingsong, there is no rice in the rice jar. Go to the rice mill in the market and grind a bag of rice. Otherwise, there will be no rice for lunch."

"No... the rice is gone so soon?" Liu Qingsong was a little surprised: "I just bought a bag of rice at the farmer's market a week ago?"

"So what if we bought the rice a week ago? Don't you think about how many people are eating in our family now? Every meal uses three or four kilograms of rice. It's already very good if this bag of rice can last for a week." Liu Chunhua reminded in a low voice.

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong smiled bitterly, turned around and went to push the sidecar.

After pushing out the sidecar, he placed two bags of rice on the passenger seat and rode to the rice mill in the market.

An hour later, he successfully ground the rice and poured it into the rice jar.

Liu Chunhua, who was washing vegetables, took a look at the rice in the rice jar and suddenly sniffed: "Huh? Why does the rice you planted this year have a fragrance?"

"You smelled it too?" Liu Qingsong smiled. "Many people smelled it when I was grinding rice before, but they said that this kind of fragrant rice smells fragrant but is not delicious."

"Don't listen to their nonsense. Who in the entire Songmu Commune can grow fragrant rice?" Liu Chunhua shook off the water stains on her hands and said, "I'll go wash the rice and cook it. You'll know whether it tastes good or not."

"Okay!" Liu Qingsong tied on an apron and started to help.

When the rice was cooked, he saw that there was nothing for him to do, so he turned around and walked towards the backyard.

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