Dad: I will farm and raise children after quitting the circle

Chapter 43 This watermelon is really big!

As soon as four o'clock in the afternoon, Su Qinghai came to call Su Qinghe, and he was busy until after seven o'clock to finish the rest of the land.

The summer night falls late, and the sun has just set after the busy work.

The sky seems to have overturned the color plate, the orange, red and blue blend together, layer upon layer, like surging ocean waves.

The sky was full of sunset, looking at this stunning beauty, Su Qinghe felt relaxed and happy, as if all the fatigue of the day had been washed away.

Seeing Su Qinghe's intoxicated appearance, Su Qinghai was silent for a while, and then said: "Brother, find a time to take my sister-in-law to Shitoupi to sit and watch the sunset, look at the moon and stars after nightfall, and wait for a large cloud of fireflies to fly up , that's more beautiful."

Su Qinghe asked: "Are there still many fireflies in Shitoupi?"

It's no wonder that Su Qinghe asked this question. Although he was rarely at home these years, he also knew that fireflies and dragonflies were rarely seen at home.

He clearly remembered that one year when he came back in summer, a firefly flew into his room, but he seemed to see some rare treasure.

Obviously, when I was a child, I could see a lot of them everywhere.

Su Qinghai knew why Su Qinghe was so excited, and said: "It's hard to see in the village, but you also know that there are stones or swamps, and you can't grow anything, so the pesticide pollution is not too big."

"Okay, I get it, wait for the river to recede in two days before going."

It has been raining heavily for a week, and the river is swollen and cloudy. Now is not a good time to go to Shitoubei.

The next morning, the weather was still fine. On the way to the old well, the old lady saw a villager and asked about the harvest in the field.

It was a bumper harvest, and the rainy weather did not cause much loss. The smiles on the faces of the villagers continued.

"Fortunately, the rain didn't last long! Compared with previous years, this year's weather is good!" The old lady sighed, "I just hope that the sunny day will last longer, so that we can dry rice, soybeans, sesame and so on. "

What the old lady said made the villagers nod in agreement. During the harvest season, the most feared thing is the constant rain, and the things collected from the field cannot be dried.

When it was learned that the old lady and her party were going to pick watermelons, everyone followed, wanting to see the difference between the watermelons grown in this greenhouse and ordinary ones.

"What's the difference? It's just that you don't need to be exposed to the wind and the sun, and you are not afraid of changing weather." The old lady smiled, her face flushed.

After taking a look in the greenhouse, Yao Jinfang exclaimed, "This watermelon must weigh twenty catties, it's so big!"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly took a closer look, and then looked at the ones next to them, and found that they were all so big.

Can't help but take a breath.

Su Mingguang asked: "Ahe, what kind of watermelon do you have that grows so big?"

Su Qinghe smiled slightly, "I don't know, the high-tech seeds given by foreign friends are said to be laboratory products."

I really didn't lie, this batch of watermelon seeds was sent from abroad, even if I had the power to trace it, the ultimate source would only be found in a foreign seed research laboratory.

Otherwise, he would not dare to speak out in public.

As for telling the old lady yesterday that it is the same company as the vegetable seeds, it was nothing more than to reassure the old lady.

Foreign countries, high-tech seeds, and laboratory products, these seemingly tall keywords immediately stunned some active villagers.

But someone still asked unwillingly, "Ahe, can we also buy some seeds like this to plant?"

They are all good farmers. Whether this watermelon is good or bad can be seen at a glance.

Impossible not to be moved.

Looking at the eager eyes of the crowd, before Su Qinghe who was holding the little guy could speak, Su Mingwei in the crowd spoke first.

"Let's not talk about whether the seeds are good to buy or not. After you buy them, where do you have land to plant? How much do you need to plant to make money, and who to sell them to? Have you ever thought about these? Also, are you willing to be like Ah He? Is it a big cost? There is no greenhouse, open-air planting, have you thought about the weather?"

After a series of questions, everyone fell silent.

Su Qinghe glanced at Su Mingwei gratefully, and said at this moment, "Everyone, you are all my elders. If you really want to plant, I can help you buy seeds back. But you have to think about it, and the harvest will be harvested in due time." No good, don’t come to my house to scold me and speak ill of me everywhere.”

"I've been planting my whole life, and this will not stop. If I really like farming so much, the old wells won't be deserted!" The old lady squinted at everyone, "I know my own affairs, and I can grow watermelons if I want, but who? If you say bad things about my family Ahe, don't blame me, an old woman, for turning my face and denying anyone!"

The old lady has prestige. When she heard what the old lady said, everyone hesitated to answer.

The old lady was right, she knew her own family affairs, farming in Shuangtang Village was still the traditional way, it depended on the weather, no one could guarantee whether it would be a profit or a loss.

Seeing their low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, the old lady waved her hand, "I'm here to pick watermelons today, and everyone who sees them has a share. Let's pick one and go back. Don't gather here."

Everyone dispersed in response, looking here and there in the shed, knocking on this and pat that.

After a while, each of them hugged a big watermelon and left with big smiles.

Su Qinghe gave the old lady a thumbs up, "Mother, you were so majestic just now!"

The old lady sighed, "Ahe, don't blame them either, those of us who face the loess can only see so much, we want to do whatever we want to earn money.

In fact, at this age, life can be said to have seen the end, and it is not necessary to ask how much money you can earn, just be self-sufficient and not bother the children. "

"Mother, don't worry, they are all elders who watched me grow up, I know they have no bad intentions."

Su Qinghe was persuading the old lady, the little guy in his arms was also staring at the big watermelon on the ground now, bent over and stretched out his little hands, struggling to get off the ground.

Su Qinghe put the little guy down on the ground, the old lady saw this, and hurriedly said: "Why do you put it down obediently, are you not afraid that she will eat watermelon?"

"Then she has to chew through it!"

"Is this a question of whether to gnaw or not? There is dust on this watermelon, can you let me gnaw it obediently?" the old lady said angrily.

"Mother, it's okay, our obedient body is not so delicate."

Su Qinghe has a basis. When picking lychees earlier, he was worried that he did not have much confidence in the system's first-level health attributes. Now that the old lady is recovering well after the operation, he is now full of confidence.

Seeing Su Qinghe's insistence, the old lady had no choice but to agree.

As soon as Su Qinghe let go, the little guy walked towards the watermelon he was looking at with steady steps like a Erha who let go.

The old lady hurriedly followed, while Su Qinghe glanced at Bai Zhi, who was in a video call with Chen Juanhua not far away, and took out his mobile phone to follow the little guy.

As if finding a big toy, the little guy sat on the melon leaf, patted the big watermelon, and beat the drum.

The mouth is still matching the chord, "Ah~ah~"

The movement here quickly attracted Bai Zhi's attention, and she walked over with her mobile phone, "Mom, look, you are taking pictures of watermelons obediently!"

Seeing his mother coming, the little guy became even more energetic. He patted and patted, lying on the watermelon with his whole body, holding it with open arms.

The picture that Su Qinghe imagined a few months ago has now come into reality.

(End of this chapter)