reborn to run

Chapter 109

Shuitang Village in June is like boiling water, only the water in the pool is not boiling.The willows by the ponds have receded from their original tender green and turned dark green.

Ma Fuyuan wore a short-sleeved jacket and went with Yao Xianping to various villages where experiments were carried out. The horizontal ditches in Shuitang Village were replicated in many villages.

Ma Fuyuan asked the village chiefs of each village to order an agricultural production guidance report. It is not enough to not miss the farming season, and more professional guidance is needed, especially for those crops that require a higher level of technology, such as this cotton. Without pruning, at least [-]% of the harvest will be lost.

Those who grow watermelons in the field are currently harvesting them, but the market for these watermelons is difficult to find. Some can be sold in Shuitang Village, and those further away can be sold in Shuili and Yushui City, but this is a lot of work after all.

Ma Fuyuan went to Yushui to discuss with the peddler for a long time before they drove to sell watermelons.At this moment, the watermelons in Zhangjia's field have been picked by the farmers and put in throwing baskets and carried to the main road for weighing.

A big truck with a Dongfeng license plate was parked on the side of the road, and the watermelons that were weighed were put into the truck one by one by the farmers. Ma Fuyuan saw that the vendor wrote down a series of numbers on the notebook in his hand after each weighing. Wait for the melons to be installed before calculating the sum.The watermelon harvester is a cheerful person. He collects the watermelon with one hand and pays for it with the other hand.

How could there be such a refreshing thing when growing watermelons in the past. Many villagers in Shuitang Village rushed out to watch this transaction. Many of them planted watermelons, so they came to make a foundation first.

Selling watermelons also pays attention to the weather. When the weather is good, the hawkers can make a fortune as soon as they are transported to the city. But if the weather is bad, the watermelons will not be sweet, and the demand in the city will be smaller, so the hawkers will try their best to lower the price.The melon farmers hope that the heat will continue all the way!
Ma Fuyuan coughed with his hands behind his back: "Old Yao, I see that this will change every day or two, so hurry up and urge them to give away the first batch of watermelons on a sunny day."

Li Mei's family also planted some watermelons, and they are negotiating with the peddler about selling melons. This is the peddler found by the mayor, so it must be good. The peddler they found themselves is afraid of receiving fake money!

Last time, someone from her natal family sold watermelons and received fake money, and the illiterate people were crying to the ground.Speaking of which, the world has really changed. In the past, they didn’t lock the door when they slept at night, and they didn’t see thieves coming. How many opportunistic people do these sneaky things now...

Guixiang's family doesn't grow watermelons, but seeing those people selling watermelons makes her heart happy. Just wait for autumn, there are a lot of flowers blooming in her cotton field!

Guixiang still doesn't know that Li Hongying has planned to use half of this season's cotton to quilt her newlyweds.

In more than half a month, Yushui High School will conduct the placement test. The original top class has become polarized. The school plans to take another test in the whole school and re-separate two top classes, one for literature and one for science. .

Gui Ping has spent half of his sleep time reading books recently!In the middle of the night, many people in the dormitory were asleep. Gui Ping was afraid of disturbing them, so he simply carried his books and squatted in the toilet.

There are too many mosquitoes at night in summer, and there are more toilets. Even wearing long trousers and long-sleeved jackets can’t beat the black mosquitoes.At first Guiping beat the mosquitoes, but in the end, he ignored them and told them to bite...

Seeing the little red envelopes on the back of his hand, Ma Xiaohong laughed straight away: "Shan Guiping, don't you hang up the mosquito net when you sleep tonight?"

"Of course!" His sister put up the tent when he came to see him!His blood is very attractive to mosquitoes, and Guixiang has already prepared for him.

"Then what is that on your hand? Are you allergic?"

Gui Ping scratched his hair and said, "Oh, when I was reading at night, I didn't catch mosquitoes."

"Here, this is for you!" Ma Xiaohong took out a glass bottle from the drawer and gave it to him. The bottle was filled with green water. Gui Ping didn't know what it was. The smell on Xiaohong's body is actually the same.

"This is toilet water, which can repel mosquitoes. When you read a book at night, put some on your legs, and the mosquitoes will not dare to bite you." Ma Xiaohong smiled while supporting her head.

Gui Ping quickly returned the small bottle to her: "You can keep this for yourself." He had heard about toilet water, but this was the first time he had seen it, and it should be quite expensive.

"Hey, the mosquito-repellent incense I light at home, I brought this toilet water and put it on at school, you just keep it for me, I don't live in school and I have nowhere to put the drawers." While talking, the black one has been unscrewed. The little cap poured some onto the place where he told the mosquitoes to bite.

Gui Ping felt a cold sensation in his hands, and the itchy red envelopes healed a lot, but he finally couldn't hold back her and agreed.

(End of this chapter)