The Sound of the Ghost Knocking on the Door Was So Loud That the Neighbor's Elder Brother Was B

Repeatedly.

Mr. Yan goes to the fields almost every day to study the newly grown rice.

Tonight was a little different, there was thunder and lightning outside, and it was pouring rain.

Old Yan actually ran out in the middle of the night, holding a flashlight, staring intently at a rice plant in the field, constantly researching.

He was still weak and coughed a few times.

Jiang Yan's innate primordial spirit was able to capture his different emotions from last time.

hidden deep...

There is a hint of sadness and grief.

The biggest change in the past two days is the fact that the netizens, who are full of food and drink and yearn for freedom, have set off the fishing reels that demand a thorough investigation of Yan Lao.

Jiang Yan guessed that he might have seen these things.

"Hey……"

for a long time.

He finally straightened up, with an aged look and a deep exhaustion: "Rice, if you say Xiaoshu..."

"I didn't leave at the beginning, and seeing the results of this experiment, getting closer and closer to our guess, will he be happy?"

Rice naturally would not respond to him.

The old man shook his body slightly in the cold wind, sighed again, and left the paddy field.

Jiang Yan could read it out, and in the old man's heart, Shu Qiming had become his inner demon, a lifelong regret.

day to day.

Jiang Yan guarded the old man, watching him every day, rain or shine, to visit the rice that carried all his hopes, and a week passed.

Old Yan needed to leave to give a lecture at the university because of something, so Jiang Yan followed quietly to avoid accidents.

On this day, this quiet paddy field on the outskirts of the city ushered in a catastrophe.

A group of young people dressed in fashion, covered in famous brands, and shouting slogans of eliminating harm for the people, broke into the area of ​​the test field.

The old man doesn't like extravagant protection, so apart from a security guard, the test field is located in the suburbs, and no one will come at all, so there is no military guard.

Only the hired farmers nearby could not stop this group of teenagers who were swept away by anger.

"You can't mess around!!" The farmer was held down, watching the group of young people go straight to the field where Yan Lao focused day and night, his heart was cut like a knife, "That's the three years of Yan Lao's hard work. !!"

"Cut!" The leader was Ma Wei, a delicate boy with dyed yellow hair, hanging earrings, painted makeup, and sprayed perfume. He disdainfully said, "Pull a few handfuls, you can eat food grown by unnatural means. ?"

"It's been scolded all over the Internet, his rice is not good to eat!"

Ma Wei shouted, and the young people who were with him rushed up.

"It's awesome!" Ma Wei laughed, as if he was a hero who did some chivalrous deeds.

"What my father dare not do, I help him do!"

"Hahahaha, take a photo, post it on your Moments, and let people on the Internet know that we have eradicated the scourge!" Others in the same class also followed in a trance, "There will be no genetically modified rice to harm people in the future!"

They are all children of middle-class families in the imperial capital.

Studied at a private high school.

They have been educated by elites since childhood, and they are easily provoked. Parents tell them that these rice cannot be eaten at home, and they should be careful when they are outside.

They believed the elite remarks of the well-known people on the Internet, came here to eradicate the scourge, and did not give the so-called hypocritical academician Yan Lao a chance to get promoted.

Destroyed the test field.

A group of people left happily.

When Yan Lao got the news, he returned to the experimental field.

Looking livid.

Jiang Yan still did not come forward.

He had already anticipated the appearance of this scene through [Jie Er].

Arranging an array in advance will save some of the various types of rice and will not cause the experiment to fall short.

just.

This scene is not a big blow to the old academician.

He stared blankly at the destroyed rice field.

The whole person is chaotic.

I heard that the people who came were still a group of students.

The old academician was even more dazed, standing on the edge of the rice field for a long time.

Three full hours passed.

He just recovered from the quarrel around him.