Mountain people's sister flowers

Chapter 37
Under the intervention of Ye Shanghan's thought, the tomato flowers gradually bloomed, and finally small green tomatoes were produced.

The small tomato is only the size of a thumb, like an unripe plum, which makes people feel so sour that they want to lose their teeth just by looking at it.

With the passage of time, although the small tomatoes gradually turned from green to red, they did not grow in size, because Ye Typhoid wanted the seeds inside the tomato fruit, and all his thoughts were concentrated on those densely packed, plump tomatoes over the seeds.

I don't know how long it took before the fruit ripened and the thumb-sized tomatoes fell to the ground one after another. They were bright red and crystal clear, like red gemstones.

"Success!"

Looking at the small tomatoes all over the floor, Ye Shanghan couldn't help showing joy.

He knew very well that Nuwa's code was the foundation of genetic modification, but if he didn't have the heart of the earth, he might not be able to achieve the astonishing move he made today even if he worked hard and devoted himself to it for ten years.

Although there is the power of the earth to help, Ye Typhoid's transformation of tomato consumes not only physical strength, but the most important thing is mental strength. This thing cannot be easily recovered by relying on the earth.At this time, although Ye Shanghan was full of joy, his face was slightly pale, like a drowning ghost just picked up from the water.

However, Ye Shanghan still didn't care about resting, so he hurriedly smashed all these tomatoes, put them on a large stone slab nearby to dry, and then returned to the vegetable garden.

It was already noon, and the scorching sun above his head became even hotter. Ye Shanghan picked up his hoe and continued to plow the ground profusely with sweat.

Until Hibiscus twisted the basket to deliver hot dishes and meals, only half of the nearly half acre of land had been reclaimed.

Sitting in the shade of a tree on the field ridge to eat, Mu Jin saw Ye Typhoid was sweating profusely and panting. She couldn't help but said, "Typhoid, why don't we borrow a cow to plow the field?"

Previously, Ye Shanghan and Kapok were both studying, and Mu Danggui even sold the cattle used for farming.

"Borrowing oxen to plow?"

Ye Shanghan said dumbfoundedly: "Sister Mujin, you know, Uncle Danggui won't let me go to the ground at all, saying that scholars' feet can't get muddy, so I don't know how to use that thing. Besides, it's the busy farming season, who will?" Have a cow to lend us?"

"I will!"

Mu Jin was eager to try, and said excitedly while rolling up her sleeves: "Shanghan, you have not been at home these two years, I have already learned how to plow the field with my father, not only can I plow the field, but I can also plow the field!"

"Girl, why are you still learning this?"

Ye Shanghan was a little distressed, after all, how bitter it must be for a woman to plow and plow the fields?
However, the past has passed, and Ye Shanghan hid his emotions very well. He even smiled deliberately and said: "Sister Mujin, you are really an all-round beauty who can go to the hall and go to the kitchen. If anyone marries you in the future You must be happy..."

Before Ye Shanghan could finish his words, Mu Jin suddenly blurted out: "I'm not going to get married!"

Seeing Ye Shanghan staring at herself with strange eyes, Mu Jin stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, and then explained in a weak tone: "I... I mean, I won't think about that for the time being, as long as you and Mu Mian are with me, I am satisfied! Seeing that the days are getting better day by day, I will marry when I have nothing to do, hum!"

"Ugh!"

Inexplicably, Ye Shanghan sighed bitterly, and then said: "But no matter what, one day you will still marry someone!"

"I... I don't want to marry!"

Hibiscus bit her teeth lightly, her tone of voice seemed weak, but the meaning was clear and extremely firm.

As if she didn't want to linger on this topic, she looked at the vegetable garden that was still a long way from being dug up, and said, "Typhoid fever, take a rest first, I'll dig the ground..."

"no!"

Ye Shanghan immediately put on a straight face.

On this day, Mujin wanted to pick up a hoe to dig the ground all the time, but Ye Shanghan refused every time. After all, this kind of physical work could not be done by a woman, not to mention that Mujin was still the kind of flower-like jade that should be in the jewels. The ivory tower pampered peerless beauty.

Mu Jin gave Ye Shanghan a rather speechless look, and said, "But wouldn't it be faster for two people to work together?"

"Sister Mujin, just put your heart in your stomach, I can do it alone."

Ye Shanghan snatched the hoe from Mu Jin's hand dumbfounded, and said, "And did you forget? I called Pang Dahai early this morning to go to Cannes to buy a micro tillage machine for plowing the land. Counting the time, he also It's time to come back..."

"Da da da... da da da..."

It was also at this time that, following a series of sounds that sounded like a tractor starting, Pang Dahai rushed over excitedly pushing a micro-cultivator.

Tiller is a kind of small agricultural machine powered by small gasoline engine or diesel engine. It has the characteristics of small size and light weight. It is widely used in fields and fields, especially for hills and mountainous areas with changeable mountains.

With the corresponding accessories installed, the tiller can even perform work such as sowing, spraying and so on.

However, in Kusang Village, micro-tillers are not yet popular. After all, a machine costs 5000 yuan, and the one Ye Shanghan asked Pang Dahai to buy is tens of thousands of yuan.

The villagers may not be able to see so much cash after a year of hard work. Who is willing to buy a machine that rolls in the field when they are full?
"Boss, I bought you the tiller you wanted."

Pang Dahai pushed the tiller from Duanhun Slope all the way here, and he had already gotten used to how to operate it. As he spoke, he was sweating profusely and pushed the tiller into the vegetable garden.

"Let me try!"

Ye Shanghan put down the bowls and chopsticks, and then called Pang Dahai to eat something, while he himself took the tiller and got busy.

Although Ye Shanghan had never used a micro-tiller before, the structure of the micro-tiller was really simple and easy to operate, and he was able to master it in a blink of an eye.In the vegetable garden, he came and went like the wind pushing a tiller. Under Mu Jin's dumbfounded gaze, he only spent half an hour turning half an acre of land completely.

"Typhoid, the micro tillage machine you bought for so much money is really powerful. It can solve the work that we may not be able to finish in a whole day so quickly!"

As a woman from a family in the mountains, Mu Jin was very excited to see the tiller at this moment, and her eyes lit up.

Under her insistence, Ye Shanghan had no choice but to let her slip around in the field.

Not to mention, after all, Hibiscus knew how to use oxen to plow the land before, so she is also very familiar with operating the tiller.

Excited, she stretched out her hand to pat the glistening sweat on her forehead under the sun, and said, "Typhoid fever, why don't we plow the other fields as well?"

"..."

Ye Shanghan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he simply pretended he didn't hear Mu Jin's words, and turned to Pang Dahai, "Pang Dahai, I tried this tillage machine and it works very well. You can contact the Agricultural Machinery Station and buy another nine units to make up ten." Taiwan! You don’t have to go there yourself this time, let them drive over.”

"what?"

Hearing Ye Shanghan's words, Pang Dahai and Mu Jin were startled at the same time, especially Mu Jin hurried to the edge of the field, and she said, "Tang Han, why do you buy so many tillers? You are the only one in our family." Me, Mumian and I can’t use up so much after buying so much, besides, even with Pang Haihai’s land, this tiller is enough for us!”

"Sister Mujin, if it's just the land of our family and Pang Haihai's family, a tiller is certainly enough, but my goal is not limited to this!"

Ye Shanghan raised his finger and pointed to the vast wasteland in front of him, and said: "Did you see it? That piece of wasteland is at least tens of thousands of acres. The young people in the village go out to work every family. How many years have these lands been deserted? I am going to put Those lands are all contracted, and then reclaimed into a piece of soybean planting!"

"This……"

All of a sudden, Mu Jin and Pang Dahai were even more stunned.

Pang Dahai hesitated for a moment, and said: "Boss, since you have made your mind on that piece of wasteland, you should have thought about it. Those lands are not owned by one family, and more than 30 families in the village have shares. Do you want to contract it?" I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money to come down, and it will be very troublesome..."

Mu Jin also hurriedly said: "Typhoid fever, I also know that soybeans are very valuable, but tens of thousands of acres of land are used to grow soybeans. If the harvest is harvested by then, who shall we sell it to?"

Ye Shanghan just stared blankly at the endless wasteland, letting the scorching sun shine on his sweaty face, for a long time, when Fat Dahai and Mujin were dry talking, he said: " Life is about tossing, how can we get rid of the roots of poverty without a few tossings?"

When he said this, he looked back at Mujin and Pang Haihai behind him: "Anyway, we have nothing in the first place, so what if we really lost all our money? As long as we have this vegetable garden, we can't go hungry!"

Inexplicably, two lines of tears flowed silently down the delicate cheeks, and Mu Jin nodded vigorously: "Our father said before, as long as you don't die, you can always get ahead!"

"Boss, as long as you tell me, I can do anything."

When Pang Dahai said this, the circles of his eyes were slightly red.

"Pang Dahai, hurry up and contact the agricultural machinery station, and buy a high-power tractor by the way, and I'll settle the score with you when I'm not busy at night."

After Fat Dahai left in a hurry, Ye Shanghan said to Mu Jin: "Sister Mu Jin, you should go back too, I don't like watching you bask in the sun in this hot day! After I sow the tomato seeds, I will go back." came back."

"You won't let me dig the ground, so I can always do things like planting seeds, right?"

Mu Jin pouted and said dissatisfiedly.

Patting the micro tillage machine in front of him, Ye Shanghan said: "My sister, we all have this guy, so we can plant seeds by ourselves? Go back quickly, I will be angry if my skin gets sunburned."

"Are you so worried about my skin being tanned? That's fine! Hee hee..."

Secretly happy, Mu Jin obediently went home.

After there was only one person left, Ye Typhoid hurried to retrieve the tomato seeds that had been drying on the slate.

The sun was very strong, and the tomato seeds had already dried out, weighing a little more than half a catty. Ye Typhoid assembled the sowing parts of the tiller, and continued to work in the vegetable garden like a chicken blood.

In the afternoon, when the sun was setting, Ye Shanghan, who was covered in dirt, pushed the tiller back down the mountain to the village.

Pang Dahai didn't enter the village when he pushed the tiller up the mountain, so it didn't cause any impact, but at this time Ye Shanghan pushed the tiller into the village just in time for the villagers to come back from the field and listen to the sound from the tiller. With the sound of "da da da", dozens of villagers were immediately attracted to come up.

However, this was too coincidental, because the vast majority of the villagers were guarding the entrance of the village right now, talking a lot, as if they were waiting for someone.

Because of the thousands of catties of matsutake, now Ye Shanghan is not talked about when he walks in the village. On the contrary, everyone is still very polite to him.

After saying hello to the villagers present, Ye Shanghan, who was pushing the tiller, continued to walk to the village. After all, Mujin had already prepared dinner, and even called several times to urge him.

Seeing that Ye Shanghan was about to leave, one of the villagers couldn't help but said: "Thanghan, the new village director of our village is coming soon. I heard that it is a young and beautiful female student. We are all here to welcome you. Don't wait and see?"

Seeing that the person speaking turned out to be Ma Wanrong, the proprietress of the canteen, Ye Shanghan couldn't help recalling the scene he secretly photographed at Qian Bawan's house.However, he was sure that Ma Wanrong did not know that it was him who appeared at Qian Bawan's house at that time.

With a slight smile, he said: "Sister-in-law Wanrong, I'll let it go, Sister Mujin is still waiting for me to go home for dinner!"

"Too."

The gorgeously dressed Ma Wanrong glanced intentionally or unintentionally at Ye Shanghan who was about to turn around and leave, and then emphasized in a weird way: "There is such a beautiful sister living at home, how could you be interested in these wild flowers and weeds outside? "

The hands holding the tiller tightened subconsciously, and the veins were exposed. However, Ye Typhoid did not attack after all, and he continued to walk his own way as if no one was there while pushing the tiller.

However, Ma Wanrong obviously had no intention of letting go of Ye Shanghan, and then, facing Ye Shanghan's slightly thin back, she opened her voice and said, "Ye Shanghan, do you know what the big guys are talking about behind their backs?" ?”

Finally stopped, Ye Shanghan frowned slightly, and let out a low voice in his breath: "What are you talking about?"

"hey-hey……"

With a smug smile, Ma Wanrong cupped her mouth with both hands, and said in a harsher voice: "Everyone is very curious, you and your sister Mujin are in the same room, what do you do at night?"

"Haha...hahaha..."

As soon as Mu Jin finished speaking, there were bursts of laughter immediately.

Easily attracting everyone's attention, Ma Wanrong was even more proud, and said: "Thanghan, you should treat us to a wedding wine early, before the children are all out by then, you are still siblings..."

"Boom..."

With a muffled sound, Ye Shanghan had already put down the tiller, then turned his head and stared coldly at Ma Wanrong who was ten steps away.

(End of this chapter)