Xiaofubao was pampered in the chronology

Chapter 195
What?In the newspaper?
Jin Bao just said that her mother farmed the land and published it in the newspaper?
And you said it was taught by this kid named Yao Hua?real or fake?This is too powerful, right?

Everyone bee chrysalis stepped forward, squeezed Li Dashu away, surrounded Yao Hua, and asked him if he could go to the wheat field to see if it was because the wheat was so densely planted that the quality of the wheat this year was poor and the ears were less.

"You...you..."

Before Li Dashu could finish his sentence, everyone had already left the cafeteria around Xiao Jinbao and Yao Hua, and walked into the wheat field.

Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, the production leader, Li Dashu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and followed.

He didn't believe that Yao Hua would know how to grow wheat for such a big kid. He probably heard something similar from an adult before, and wrote it down. He just parroted it. He was waiting to see him make a fool of himself!
Su Erzhuang was also very worried at this time.

He held Xiao Jinbao with one hand, pulled Yao Hua with the other hand, and whispered to him, "If you don't know, just say you don't know, and everyone won't make things difficult for you. Don't pretend to be ignorant." Understand."

"Don't worry, if it's an uncertain situation, I won't say anything."

Little Jinbao had great confidence in Yao Hua, and comforted her second uncle softly, "Brother Huahua, really, very annoying, second uncle... trust him."

Su Siyong walked to his second brother at this time.

"Jin Bao has vouched for Yao Hua, so is there any problem? Don't worry about it."

From the way Yao Hua spoke just now, he knew that he must have some understanding of farming, otherwise he wouldn't be able to say those words.

But whether he can see the problem of wheat and the solution, he doesn't have much expectation.

A group of adults didn't know what to do, let alone Huahua, he was only six years old after all, only three years older than his Songjiang family.

Gently tugging his second brother's arm, Su Siyong said: "Hey! If you are tired of holding him, let me carry you instead."

When he was at his parents' house, he wanted to hug Jinbao, but because Jinbao was always hugged by his mother and sister-in-law, he had no chance to hug him.

Upon hearing this, Su Erzhuang hurriedly said, "I've only hugged it for a while, and I'm not tired at all."

"What a while? You hugged it from home, and you hugged it for so long just now, what's the matter with me hugging it for a while?"

Seeing that the fourth brother was impatient, Su Xiaomeng, who had been following half a meter away, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Second brother, why don't you let the fourth brother hug Jinbao, since Jinbao has been back for so long, he hasn't hugged him yet. .”

"No, he just finished his work, and his body is covered in stinky sweat. How can he hold Jinbao? Next time after taking a shower, he smells bad, and I'll let him hold Jinbao again."

"Second brother is right, fourth brother, Jin Bao is so delicious, you are so smelly..."

"Do I stink?" Su Siyong raised his arm and lowered his head to smell it.

Uh, it seems to be a little smelly.

At this time, Xiao Jinbao said: "Don't be afraid, Fourth Uncle hugs..."

Seeing the little girl looking at him with a smile, Su Siyong felt that his heart was about to melt, and couldn't help but want to hug her into his arms.

But as soon as he raised his arm, he quickly retracted it, no, no, this time the second child is right, he really smells too bad, it's better to wash Jinbao before holding Jinbao, otherwise it's not good to smoke Jinbao up.

"Next time when Uncle Fourth gets his wages, he will go to the town to buy a piece of foreign soap, wash his body clean, and then embrace Jinbao." Su Siyong said.

Hearing him talk about wages, the people around sighed, worried about the growth of wheat.

If the harvest in the wheat field is good at the end of the month, after harvesting the wheat and paying the public grain, all the things planted in the field will belong to them, and everyone will share the money from the sale according to work points.

But if the harvest is poor, we can only replant another season of wheat. If the harvest is still poor by August, let alone the wages, I am afraid that the public grain will not be enough to hand over, and we will have to pay it again next year. It will be too sad.

Everyone pinned their hopes on Jin Bao and Yao Hua, hoping that the little lucky star could save them.

Walking to the edge of the wheat field, Yao Hua first looked at the lodging resistance of the wheat. He saw that the stalks of the wheat seedlings were thin and the feet of the wheat were weedy. It was obvious that too much wheat was sown, resulting in poor root development.

Fortunately, the wind in the mountains is not strong, otherwise the wheat field would have been damaged by the wind.

After looking at the roots of wheat, Yao Hua began to observe the ears of wheat, and asked, "Does any of you have a ruler? I want to measure the length of the ears of wheat."

"I have!" A man held up a ruler.

He is in charge of detecting deep plowed land, because there are not enough fields in the mountains, and the land needs to be leveled to increase the land that can grow crops through plowing.

There were no excavators in this era, and all work had to be done manually.

Since the depth of digging the ground must be at least [-] centimeters, a person who took a ruler to measure the land carried a ruler with him to check the depth.

He handed Yao Hua the ruler in his hand.

After Yao Hua measured the length, she counted the number of spikelets on each ear.

Seeing him measuring one piece of wheat with a ruler and then measuring another, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Huahua," Su Erzhuang was a little worried when he felt that everyone was waiting anxiously, "Do you see any problems?"

Jin Bao tugged at the cuff of his clothes and said sweetly: "Second Uncle, wait a little longer..."

"Okay," Su Erzhuang said in a low voice, "Actually, I'm not in a hurry. I'm a little afraid that Huahua will be scolded. Maybe I shouldn't bring him here."

He has a cautious temperament. During the years he worked as an accountant in the production team, he often saw problems and was unwilling to speak up, for fear that he would make a mistake and everyone would blame him.

Since good work and bad work both get the same work points, it's better to lie flat, as long as the accounts that pass through his hands are correct.

Seeing Yao Hua's serious expression, he had expectations for him on the one hand, but also worried about him on the other hand, a little bit of cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

After a while, Yao Hua came back to the wheat field and uttered a series of numbers, which were the length of ears of wheat and the number of spikelets he had measured.

"Hua Hua, what do you mean by all this?" Su Siyong asked, "Is it because the ears of wheat are too short? Or are the ears too small?"

"I looked at the roots of wheat before, and the sowing was indeed too dense, resulting in poor root development, but I think the problem should be more than that."

Everyone hurriedly asked, "Any other questions?"

"If you want a good harvest, choosing the right wheat seeds is the key. I measured the data just now to compare with the ear length and the number of spikelets per ear announced when the wheat variety was approved. If there is no big difference, it means that the seeds are suitable for growth. If there is a difference If it is too large, it may mean that the wheat variety is not suitable for growing on the land in our village..."

Speaking of this, Yao Hua asked Li Dashu who was waiting to gloat, "Excuse me, Captain Li, what kind of wheat seeds did you buy?"

"What?" Li Dashu, who was named, looked confused, "What kind of seeds are there? I don't know what you are asking."

He went on to say: "I bought these seeds from the county's fine seed farm. Could there be any problems with the seeds in the fine seed farm?"

"There are at least a dozen varieties of wheat in each province. Some are suitable for spring sowing, some are suitable for autumn sowing, some are cold-resistant, and some are drought-resistant. What kind of seeds do you buy? There must be some varieties in the fine seed farm. The announcement explained, how come you don't even know what kind of seeds you bought?"

After listening to Yao Hua's questioning, although the members were also confused, they felt that his words were well-founded, and they were very reasonable once they heard them.

"Li Dashu, you didn't buy the wrong seeds, did you? What kind of wheat seeds did you buy?"

Seeing that Li Dashu was blushing and unable to speak, everyone scolded him: "You are a shitty captain, you don't even know the species of seeds."

(End of this chapter)