Traveling through the Great Northern Wilderness and marrying the most beautiful educated youth.

The eastern end of Mahutun Village.

The seventy or eighty acres of soybean fields were already surrounded by people.

The newly sprouted bean seedlings were only half-grown, and the furrows were crawling with dense, dark green insects.

He Zhiguang lay across the ground.

He was carrying a pickaxe handle in his hand.

"No one is allowed to get out of bed!"

"The commune has sent a letter; Qingyun will be there soon!"

Several commune members, carrying hoes, were so anxious they were stamping their feet.

"Secretary He, it'll be too late if we wait any longer!"

"The bean sprouts have all been eaten by insects, what's the point of keeping them?"

"Let's replant corn now; maybe we can harvest some in the fall!"

Old Gu San stood at the back of the crowd and gave a sarcastic snort.

"Secretary He is capable."

"One mu of land yields a thousand jin in autumn."

"Maybe after this bug nibbles at the beans, they'll grow even bigger."

The commune members looked even uglier after hearing this.

An old man raised a hoe.

"Old He, give me a straight answer."

"If we wait another two hours and the replanting is delayed, who will be responsible?"

He Zhiguang gritted his teeth.

He didn't know what to do either.

But Su Qingyun made it clear on the phone.

Do not uproot the seedlings!

Just then, the jeep crashed into the field.

The car door opened.

Su Qingyun, carrying the glass bottle, jumped down.

Han Changsheng and the commune's agricultural technician followed behind.

The commune members immediately surrounded them.

"Qingyun, come take a look!"

"Is there any way to save this?"

"My family's six acres of land are all here!"

Su Qingyun remained silent.

He parted the crowd and entered the bean field.

I stepped on it.

The insects in the furrows immediately scattered to the side.

Su Qingyun squatted down and broke off a withered leaf.

On the back of the leaf, a few thin threads are stuck.

There were also a lot of black insect droppings nearby.

He poked at it with a stick.

A worm immediately spun silk and curled up.

"Meadow borer."

The commune's agricultural technician was taken aback.

He quickly squatted down and adjusted his glasses.

"Really?"

"We haven't had this kind of trouble here for several years."

Su Qingyun picked the insects into the glass bottle.

"Three lines on your back."

"Startled, it spits out silk."

"It hides on the back of the leaves during the day and comes out to eat the seedlings in the morning and evening."

"If it's not a meadow moth, what is it?"

The agricultural technician took the bottle and examined it carefully.

Then he pulled out a pest and disease manual from his bag.

Compare it to picture one.

His face immediately turned red.

"That's really true..."

"I was only thinking about the ground tiger."

Han Changsheng walked along the furrow for several dozen meters.

When I returned, several worms had crawled on my shoes.

He lifted his foot and tapped it.

"The quantity is not small."

"Once we finish eating here, we'll have to climb somewhere else right away."

Su Qingyun nodded.

"The area affected by insects is not just seventy or eighty acres."

"It might be these 10,000 mu of soybeans."

The crowd fell silent immediately.

The old man, who had just been about to shovel the seedlings, slowly put down his hoe.

"Qingyun, this thing... can it be cured?"

Su Qingyun pinched the growing point of the bean sprout.

"able."

"Most of the growth points are still there."

"Kill the bugs, and it will grow back in a few days."

Old Gu San squeezed his way up.

He glanced at the glass bottle and pursed his lips.

"That's easy for you to say."

"With so many bugs, what are we going to use to kill them?"

"With that beat-up old plane?"

He gestured towards the distance.

How high does the plane fly?

"Can the medicine fall under the leaves?"

"Don't let the insects not die before the people are poisoned."

Su Qingyun turned her head and glanced at him.

"The organization has suspended you from your duties pending investigation."

"Have you finished checking and writing?"

Old Gu San's face froze.

"I... I'm just worried about my fellow villagers."

He Zhiguang picked up the pickaxe handle and took a step forward.

"There's no need for you to rush!"

"You were the one who spread rumors last time."

"This time, they're urging everyone to shovel the seedlings again."

"What, do you have to ruin all the soybeans before you're satisfied?"

Old Gu San shrank his neck.

But he didn't admit defeat verbally.

"I'm just giving you a heads-up."

"Whether you listen or not is up to you."

A woman carrying a hoe pushed her way to the front.

"Qingyun, the contract states that compensation will be provided."

"If this bug gnaws on it, will you compensate me?"

Su Qingyun took the contract from her hand.

I tapped the last one with my finger.

"The farm is responsible for organizing pest control measures in response to the insect infestation."

"I'll follow your arrangements. I'll compensate you for any shortfall in production this fall."

"But who actually dug up the bean sprouts themselves..."

He submitted the contract back.

"That was deliberate destruction of the seedlings."

"Not a single penny."

Several commune members who were about to get out of bed quickly pulled their feet back.

Old Gu San's face looked even uglier.

He was talking the most enthusiastically just now.

If someone were to uproot the seedlings, they wouldn't be able to make a profit.

Shouldn't everyone block his door?

Su Qingyun ignored him.

He picked up a handful of soil and tossed it away.

I glanced again at the poplar leaves by the field.

"The wind isn't strong."

"They can fight."

Han Changsheng looked up for a while.

Then I took out the anemometer.

"Level 2.5"

"Indeed, it's just right."

He pointed to the west side of the bean field.

"Everyone retreated to the upwind side."

"Take the livestock away."

"Plant a white flag at the edge of the field, and nobody is allowed to run around."

He Zhiguang immediately turned around.

"Did you all hear that?"

"Move now!"

Several militiamen carrying white flags ran to both ends of the field.

Women and children were driven several hundred meters away.

All the oxcarts were taken away.

Su Qingyun called the agricultural technician to her side.

"Circle the areas most severely affected by insects."

"Don't just stare at the bean field."

"Even the weeds along the field edges need to be checked."

The agricultural technician turned and left.

He quickly ran back.

"Qingyun, something's wrong!"

"There are more in the meadows to the west."

"We're already climbing towards Sanlaba Village!"

Su Qingyun unfolded the map.

I drew a circle with a pencil.

"First kill the insects."

"Then, build another barrier along both sides."

"No pesticides may be applied to areas where insects have not yet reached."

Han Changsheng was somewhat surprised.

"Aren't you planning to raid all 10,000 mu?"

Su Qingyun put away the map.

"If there are no bugs, why hit them?"

"Medicine costs money too."

"If you spray too much, it might burn the seedlings."

Han Changsheng nodded.

"Okay, he's a smart guy."

"I'm going back to the runway to load the medication."

"Half an hour later, we heard an airplane."

After he finished speaking, he got into the jeep.

The commune's agricultural technician also followed.

They still need to keep an eye on the concentration and dosage of dichlorvos.

Airplane spraying pesticides.

It's not enough to just pour the medicine in and call it a day.

If you don't have enough, you won't be able to kill the bugs.

Too many, and the bean sprouts won't be able to handle it.

The jeep just left.

Qiu Tingjiang arrived with Zhao Xiaoling.

Zhao Xiaoling ran to the bean field and saw that the ground was covered with insects.

My scalp felt a little numb.

"So many?"

"We weren't even here this morning."

Su Qingyun raised her foot and stomped on several of them.

"Grass moths move fast."

"If it had been another day, it wouldn't have been eighty acres."

Qiu Tingjiang looked at the tattered bean sprouts.

I was so heartbroken I could barely keep my eyes open.

"Damn it!"

"It finally grew out of the way."

"Let these things get chewed up like this!"

He turned to look at the commune members.

"Don't just stand there!"

"Everyone go back to your own fields to check!"

"If you see this kind of insect, report it to the village office immediately."

"If anyone keeps quiet, and the harvest is reduced in the fall, don't come crying to the commune!"

The members were just about to disperse.

A sudden roar came from afar.

"They're here!"

A child pointed to the sky and shouted.

The green An-2 aircraft circled around from the south of the village.

At first, it was only the size of a palm.

In the blink of an eye, we were already above the bean field.

Han Changsheng did not apply the medicine immediately.

He flew around the white flag once.

Confirm that no one is on the ground.

The plane pulled back up.

It made a turn in mid-air.

It aimed at the soybean field and pressed down.

More than ten meters.

eight meters.

Five meters!

The wing almost brushed past the bean sprouts.

The commune members were so frightened that they retreated repeatedly.

The straw hat on the old man's head was also blown away by the airflow.

He didn't bother to pick them up.

He plopped down on the ground, his face turning pale.

"My goodness..."

"Why is that thing flying so low!"

A cloud of white mist billowed from the tail of the plane.

The fine liquid medicine was evenly distributed into the soybean field.

The first trip there.

Han Changsheng flew back down on the other side.

One trip back and forth.

The insect fields marked by white flags were completely covered by pesticide mist.

Immediately afterwards, the plane flew over the dirt road.

It flew towards Sanlaba Village.

Until the roaring sound subsided.

Only then would the crowd dare to approach.

"That's it?"

An old man stretched his neck.

"I didn't see any dead bugs."

Old San retrieved the straw hat.

He patted the dirt off it.

"I already said that."

"What's the point of sprinkling it from the sky?"

"They all disappeared when the wind blew."

Su Qingyun glanced at the watch.

"Wait fifteen minutes."

The old man stuck his neck out.

"We'll wait then."

"Can you conjure something up in fifteen minutes?"

Su Qingyun was too lazy to waste words with him.

He had someone bring him two pieces of white cloth.

Spread it under the bean sprouts.

Time passed minute by minute.

Five minutes later.

The first worm appeared on the white cloth.

The insect twitched a few times.

It quickly stopped moving.

Then came the second and the third.

"Crackling and popping..."

One by one, grass moths fell from the bean leaves.

A layer quickly fell onto the white cloth.

Zhao Xiaoling was both scared and excited.

She picked up a twig and poked at it twice.

"He's really dead!"

"Most of them are no longer moving!"

The club members, who had just been full of doubt, suddenly swarmed around.

"My mother!"

"Airplanes are really good at catching bugs!"

"How many people are carrying sprayers this time?"

"They just walk by and hundreds of acres are cleared!"

Qiu Tingjiang squatted beside the white cloth.

He grabbed a handful of dead insects and threw them down hard.

"die!"

"They should all be dead!"

The ancient three-station stand outside the crowd.

Her face flushed red and then turned pale.

He Zhiguang turned around and waved to him.

"Come on, third brother."

"Didn't you say the medication wasn't coming in?"

"Look, what's this called?"

Old Gu San took two steps back.

"It was just a coincidence..."

The woman who had been carrying the hoe earlier refused to accept it.

She picked up her hoe and chased after him.

"What a coincidence!"

"You were the loudest one shouting just now!"

"If I really uprooted the seedlings, will you compensate me for the lost crops?"

Old Gu San was so frightened that he turned and ran away.

"It wasn't me who told you to shovel it!"

"I was just saying it offhand!"

Several commune members chased after him, cursing him all the way.

He Zhiguang didn't stop him.

This kind of troublemaker.

We need to teach everyone a lesson they'll learn.

After half an hour.

An agricultural technician carrying a medicine kit walked out of the field.

He took off his mask, his face beaming with excitement.

"President Qiu, it's done!"

"At least 90% of the live insects have been eliminated."

"The remaining effects of the medicine haven't kicked in yet."

"If we wait any longer, even more will die!"

Qiu Tingjiang grabbed his hand.

"Where are the seedlings?"

"Is there any chance of recovery?"

The agricultural technician opened his notebook.

"More than 60 mu (approximately 4 hectares), and the growing points are not damaged."

"The crops on twelve or thirteen mu of land have been severely damaged; we need to replant them."

"There's no need to shovel it all up!"

After hearing this, the commune members finally felt relieved.

Some people touched the bean sprouts, and their eyes welled up with tears.

"As long as I can survive, that's enough."

"As long as I can survive, that's enough!"

Su Qingyun called He Zhiguang aside.

"Organize people to patrol the fields tonight."

"Check it every two hours."

"There are spare bean seeds in the warehouse."

"We'll replant those dozen or so severely affected acres tomorrow morning by germinating the buds."

He Zhiguang quickly pulled out his notebook.

"Anything else?"

"The meadows along the fields should be mowed after the pesticides are sprayed."

"Don't move around before you've sprayed the medicine."

"Startled, the insects all ran away."

Su Qingyun then pointed to Sanlaba Village.

"Each village shall be assigned an insect monitoring officer."

"Distribute the white cloths and nets."

"If you find one, report it immediately."

He Zhiguang wrote down each item one by one.

This time, no one found it troublesome.

The planes have all been bought.

The insecticide has also been prepared.

If you report it in time, you can be saved!

Another ten minutes or so passed.

The An-2 aircraft flew back from the direction of Sanlaba Village.

The wings wobbled twice.

It flew toward the abandoned runway.

Zhao Xiaoling looked up at the plane.

His face was full of amazement.

"Qingyun, when you bought this plane..."

"Did you know there would be bugs?"

Su Qingyun put away the glass bottle.

"I don't know how to tell fortunes."

"If you plant 10,000 acres of land and don't prevent pests, will you cry when the pests have eaten their fill?"

Qiu Tingjiang nodded in agreement.

He reached out and patted Su Qingyun on the shoulder.

"You're thinking ahead."

"If it weren't for this plane..."

"Even with the commune's dozen or so sprayers, we couldn't catch up no matter how hard we worked!"

The voice just fell.

The phone in Zhao Xiaoling's car rang.

She quickly got into the car.

After saying a few words, his expression turned serious.

"Qingyun!"

"The May 1st Commune called."

"Their more than 2,000 mu of sugar beets have also been affected by grass moths!"

"The insects have already formed a dense swarm."

The Agriculture Bureau asked if it was possible to send planes to provide support.

Qiu Tingjiang subconsciously looked at Su Qingyun.

This is the farm's plane.

Whether you go or not depends on his approval.

Su Qingyun answered the phone.

First, they inquired about the insect infestation, and then they asked about the wind direction.

"Let them identify the worst-hit areas."

"The people and livestock were evacuated ahead of schedule."

"Let's fly another trip this afternoon."

The person on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Su, how should the processing fee be calculated?"

Su Qingyun glanced at the bean field in the distance.

"Save the crops first."

"The cost will be calculated according to the standards of the State Farm Aviation Team, and we will settle the bill later."

"become!"

"Our commune owes you a huge favor!"

The phone hangs up.

Qiu Tingjiang grinned and laughed.

"This plane has work to do as soon as it lands."

"If things continue like this..."

"Maybe I'll earn enough to cover the gas money myself!"

Su Qingyun remained silent.

They were just looking in the direction of the runway.

50,000 rubles.

There seem to be quite a few.

But today's trip saved hundreds of acres of crops from the insects.

In the future, we will plant 100,000 mu, or even hundreds of thousands of mu.

This aircraft will only become more useful.

Others were laughing at him for spending money on a lump of iron.

But this lump of iron landed on its first day.

It saved thousands of acres of land!