The little cutie is spoiled by five fathers

Chapter 48

At that time, Li Mi was already in danger, his consciousness was fuzzy, and he could only vaguely know that he finally had water to drink.

Like a sprout that hasn't been moistened for a long time, he is sucking crazily.

It didn't stop until the body's functions were satisfied and everything was alive again.

He needed time to digest the energy gained from this suck, and he fell into sleep.

About the next morning, Li Mi finally woke up. He wanted to tell his mother that he had a wonderful dream yesterday.

In the dream, he drank a lot of water.

However, he found that his mother was lying peacefully beside him, the blood on her wrist had coagulated, and the surrounding area was shockingly red and swollen.

She has become a corpse.

At that moment, Li Mi subconsciously rubbed the corners of his lips, and his dirty hands were blood red.

He understood that it was not a dream, but what he drank was not water, but his mother's blood.

He was ten years old that year, and from that year on, he was the only one left in his life, and in the next few decades, no one would be able to accompany him intimately.

That day, he cried so badly.

Later, Li Mi changed his name and survived the famine. Now he follows his mother's surname and is called Wang Mi. He shocked the Chinese academicians all over the world, "the father of agricultural hybridization".

The story is over, the old man, that is, Wang Mi, tears streaming down his face, his eyes are cloudy.

A sad atmosphere spread around the four people, and everyone felt something, more or less, with regret and sadness.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow... old grandpa is so pitiful." Ji Xiuzhi burst into tears and hugged Academician Wang Mi's thigh, trying to comfort him.

Wang Mi stopped her tears, and gently stroked Ji Xiuzhi's head.

"So... who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work, you are now... living a happy life... you don't have to worry about food... and you don't have to worry about drinking...so... rice, I can change it for you, but... ...You must not waste it, understand?"

The story of Wang Mi is really sad, and his experience of becoming the "father of agricultural hybridization" is also very emotional.

Unexpectedly, every piece of Chinese food is hard work. We live in an era of carefree survival, and we are happy, but this kind of happiness is earned by the older generation, and it cannot be wasted by us. capital.

On the contrary, we should take that famine era as a lesson for the past, and treat food with [-]% cherishment.

The three nodded in unison: "Grandpa, don't worry, we will definitely eat everything, and we will never waste it!"

After knowing the story and identity of the person in front of them, the three respected him even more.

Today's Huaxia is able to eat and eat without worry, and 80.00% of the credit is on this old academician Wang Mi. It is no exaggeration to say that he is the food and clothing parent of the whole Huaxia.

Wang Mi smiled, his cloudy pupils became more clear.

"well……"

With that said, he turned around and entered his own grain depot, and exchanged a corresponding amount of rice for Su Ruan and the others.

After getting the rice, they exchanged greetings for a while and then left, returning to their own houses.

The program "Where Are We Going, Dad" was fully funded by Gasgard alone, but they never imagined that the program group could invite Wang Mi, an academic and agricultural giant, and even Noah, a top-level relation This surprise and surprise.

The old academician Wang Mi's own story is definitely an unforgettable education for the children. Guess did a good job this time, and he has a heart.

But... He will definitely not reward him when he returns to Western Europe!
Back home, new problems arose.

In Noah's family of three, none of them seemed to be able to cook.

Su Ruan: "Papa Noah...I can wash vegetables."

Ji Xiuzhi: "Uncle Noah, Wo will eat."

Noah: "..."

He grabbed his blond hair, a little annoyed, his attribute of not being able to cook was completely exposed in front of his precious daughter, and he regretted it to death, but the guy Van Gass took him to the kitchen once or twice, he It's not like I don't have a clue now!

Blame him!

Noah puffed out his mouth angrily, and was poked back by Su Ruan directly.

Noah blinked, "What's the matter baby?"

Su Ruan smiled and pointed to the door, "Dad...someone is here to cook for us!"

Noah looked in the direction Su Ruan pointed at, it was Jian Jian and Jian Yule!

They came with their own big bag of death chilli set and rice in exchange!
The three people who didn't know how to cook at all seemed to see a savior, and their eyes lit up.

Jian Jian felt numb from this strange gaze, and his skin got goosebumps.

He asked shyly, "Then... well, do you need chili here... Shall we get together?"

"Go!" The three agreed without hesitation.

Just chili peppers, it's better than nothing!

Jian Jian and Jian Yule were instantly happy.

Jian Yule hurried to Su Ruan and grabbed Su Ruan's hand, "That's great, Su Ruan, we can have dinner together!"

Noah's gaze moved down slowly, and his complexion deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

What to do, he regretted a little.

He coughed dryly, reminding his daughter what he had said to her this afternoon.

However, Su Ruan is really overwhelmed now.

Jian Yule and Ji Xiuzhi are like a pair of reactants. Every time they meet together, there will be a chemical reaction of jealousy, which makes Su Ruan who is caught in the middle very embarrassed.

Noah found his daughter's loveless expression, and couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Forget it, you can't go back on your word.

He tilted his head to look at Jian Jian: "Then are you here to cook?"

Jian Jian smiled awkwardly: "Ahem... this... I think... it's no different if I cook or fry the kitchen."

Noah: "..."

Well... another one who can't cook.

What's wrong with the man now?How come one and two can't even cook!Can't you just learn from his Gass?That culinary skill is amazing!Only Lao Lin can compare with him!
He said: "I think we have to go together and join other people."

As soon as the words came out, Jian Jian also understood what it meant, and his eyes immediately changed from embarrassment to sympathy.

It turns out that they are all people who can't cook, but it seems that no one is better than the other.

He patted Noah's shoulder, "Let's go, find Huang Yao, he will wear some of the meals he usually cooks on his neck from time to time, and his cooking skills should be quite good."

Noah's eyes lit up, "Okay, let's go together."

Thus, the two families reached a consensus and went to Huang Yao's residence together - a windmill house built in the farmland.

……

bang bang bang.

Huang Yao, who was cooking, heard the knock on the door, and immediately turned off the induction cooker in his hand, put the dishes inside on a plate, wiped his hands with the cloth on his crotch, and opened the door quickly.

Opening the door, a strange picture appeared in front of his eyes. For a while, Huang Yao felt that there must be something wrong with the way he opened the door.

So, without hesitation, he closed the door very loudly.

　Every time, the prototype of the old academician Wang Mi is our great academician Yuan Longping (of course, the story is fictitious). I hope that after reading the story of Academician Wang Mi, everyone can understand the horror of the famine era and maintain absolute respect for food. Care and cherish!

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