Pamper Eighties

In the end, the stone didn't stumped Brother Rui. After a few days, he made it and sent it to Mengmeng, and said as if offering a treasure: "Look, sister, this stone is really strong, I want to put it on it. I can't even drill a hole, and guess what, I asked the blacksmith in the village to make a frame and set it up, now, it becomes a pendant, you can play with it."

Before Mengmeng could get started, the stone was in Mrs. Feng's hands. She picked it up and looked around, and she thought it was very strange. It's still blue, the same color as the sea, I've never seen it before, where did you get it?"

Brother Rui said very wisely: "Grandma Feng, I picked it up when my sister and I went to the river to play. I picked it up, and I didn't let my sister do it."

Madam Feng thought about it carefully and said, "Well, it is probably a stone washed down from the mountain. In our Longling, there are quite a few strange stones, and they should not be worth much. Mengmeng, you can take it. go to play."

Mengmeng finally pulled the stone in her hand. Brother Rui's vision was really good. The frame selected for the stone was just right. It just covered the dirty place on the stone, and all that was left was crystal clear. It's blue, the flash inside is dazzling, and it will sway with the light, as if there is a pool of sea water hidden in it, Mengmeng swings this blue stone very curiously, grabbing the red rope on it Putting it on her finger, it was spinning as fast as a spinning top, and the blue color also flew with her movements, forming a blue circle, which looked amazing.

Mengmeng had a lot of fun and kept giggling. Brother Rui saw her smiling, and he laughed too happily. Madam Feng didn't care about them. She went back to the kitchen and came out with a large tray. , he greeted the two little dolls and said, "Don't bask in the sun outside, come in and have something to eat."

The two little dolls walked back into the room obediently, with a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads. Madam Feng quickly took out a cute little handkerchief and wiped it for her, and said very distressedly, "Look at it. This little face is all red, the sun outside is too poisonous, the autumn harvest is over, the weather is still so hot, when is it going to be a head, darling, put down that stone, grandma is good here I'll give you something to eat."

The work in the fields has been busy recently, and all the food that should be harvested has been collected. There is nothing to do at home, and Mrs. Feng has the mind to think about what to eat. Not only did she make a few snacks, she just waited Mengmeng came to taste, but she didn't need to speak. Mengmeng's attention was already attracted by the snacks on the table, so she kept looking over there, waiting for her grandmother to wipe her face and hands, She ran over in a flash, reached on tiptoe to the edge of the table, and let out an exclamation of exclamation.

Look at what she saw, that red and bright is her favorite watermelon smoothie, and now they have been made into small **** and placed in a small bowl like sugar balls. It's so tempting, before I even started to eat it, Mengmeng has already felt its cool sweetness, and my saliva is about to flow down.

In addition to the ice-cold fruits, there are also hot snacks on the tray. There are seven-star fish **** made with hand-beaten fish meat. The filling is made of minced pork and dried shrimp mixed with green onion and ginger. Take a bite. The juice is overflowing, not to mention how delicious it is.

There is also fried potato flour and dried bean curd. The outside has a crisp golden skin, but the inside is as tender as tofu. It melts with a light bite, and it tastes particularly delicious.

In addition to these, there is also a plate of glutinous rice glutinous rice cakes, all of which were cut into thin dumplings by Mrs. Feng, with a layer of crushed peanuts, black sesame and white sugar rolled on the outside. , the little dolls like it the most.

Mengmeng was sitting on the small chair, she was so busy that she didn't have time to talk soon, her little mouth was full of snacks, she just felt too happy, she forked a small watermelon dumpling and put it in her mouth , The sweet taste is like eating fruit candy. She ate several in a row and wanted to eat it again, but Madam Feng would not let her continue to eat it.

Seeing her pouting and refusing to obey, Mrs. Feng felt a little soft in her heart, but she insisted: "Mengmeng, this watermelon ice is too cold, you can't eat more, be careful to eat it and break your stomach. , Brother Rui, you too, don't eat too much cold food, you can eat as much of the hot ones as you like."

This little baby is like this sometimes. Don't let her eat it. She is really greedy. Mengmeng is like this. She took her grandma's hand and shook it and said, "I want to eat it, milk."

Madam Feng let her sway, not to mention how amused the expression on her face was, but she was still not persuaded, she pushed the other snacks in front of Mengmeng and said, "My dear, you have eaten today. Enough watermelon, you still ate a piece in the morning, you can't eat any more, you are good, there are still a dozen watermelons left in our field, I asked your father to keep it for you, some tourists come to ask for it We don't sell it either, we'll leave it to you to eat, do you think it's alright?"

Mengmeng found that it was useless to act like a spoiled child, she knew that her grandmother would not let her eat any more, so she nodded obediently and said, "Okay, then I will eat something else."

"That's good." Madam Feng fondly touched her little head, thinking in her heart, don't look at the hot weather now, it will be cold soon, and there will be no fruit to eat in winter. Just like coconut, Mengmeng is tired of eating it, and I don't know how this little guy will make trouble at that time. It's really worrying.

No matter how the Feng family's watermelons are kept, they are all collected by the end of October, and the last watermelon is still left to Mengmeng, maybe because she knows that there will be no more watermelons to eat in the next days, Mengmeng will eat it very cherished. , I ate a small bite very slowly, as if it would be gone after I finished eating it. Feng Yimin felt distressed by that small appearance, and thought it was a watermelon? He must find a way to plant his daughter.

His idea is very good, but it is almost winter, the weather is getting colder day by day, the crops in the field are not growing, not to mention the watermelon that likes hot weather, he consulted his old man, and also Old man Feng laughed and said: "Yimin, your brain is not broken, right? What time is it now, where can watermelons grow? You ask me, I'm not a fairy, where can I make watermelons for you? You too People who have cultivated the land all their lives will not know the truth of farmers relying on the sky for food, right?"

The old lady Feng also said to the side: "Yes, Yimin, don't think about these useless things all day long. Even coconuts don't grow much in winter. You still want to grow watermelons. Why don't you go to the sky? If you have this spare time, you might as well go to your father's construction site to take a look, the workers from other places must be less interested in their work than the people in our village, so why not pay attention?"

Feng's hotel is a big project. The people in the village can't handle it at all. They can only hire a group of workers from outside. Although these people work very carefully, Mrs. Feng can't be relieved. The same is true for the family. They also have to go to the construction site to supervise and supervise. If they find something wrong, they will immediately have the workers demolish it and rebuild it. As a result, they really found a few small problems. Now they can’t even think about it. If they don't care about their own business, can they expect workers from outside to care for them?

"Understood, Mom, I'll look back and watch." Feng Yimin promised well on the surface, but he still couldn't forget his promise to his daughter in private. Whenever he had spare time, he thought about watermelon planting in his heart, even at the construction site. The same goes for above.

On this day, he came to the construction site to supervise the work, and suddenly found that the workers were covering the newly poured floor with plastic film. After such a large layer of film was covered, the workers still pressed a lot of stones on it. Feng Yi People became curious. It was the first time he saw someone build a house like this. In the past, there were only stone houses in their village, and cement had never been used.

He watched for a while and didn't see any clues, so he asked the foreman next to him and said, "Fellow fellow, what are they doing? Isn't the floor already built? A piece of plastic? What's the point of that?"

Knowing that he was the boss's son, the foreman explained very politely: "Village chief, you don't know this, right? The weather has become colder recently. As soon as the cement is poured, don't look at it's freezing outside. Bang Bang is hard, but in fact it is still soft inside. This building has to be built with several layers. How can it be done if it is not strong? But this is not difficult for us, as long as we cover it with a layer of plastic sheeting, the inside of it The temperature of the cement will rise. You can take a closer look and see if there is still water vapor in the cloth head? That's right, with water vapor, the cement will harden faster. Month, it only takes a week after I have the cloth. This method was specially explained to me by a Beijing designer. How else would they be a designer? This brain is better than others, and I still..."

The foreman was still eloquently expressing his admiration for the designer, but Feng Yimin was stunned by his words, and a magical thought firmly occupied his mind.

These workers can use plastic film to change temperature and humidity. If he grows watermelons, can he also use plastic film? The biggest problem in growing watermelons is the temperature. It is absolutely impossible if it is too cold in winter, but if there is a plastic film, will the result be different?

The more Feng Yimin thought about it, the more he felt that this method would work. He was almost possessed. I didn't tell him, and it was not until Professor Hao came to their village to do research that Feng Yimin told him the idea.

After hearing this, Professor Hao was startled, looked at Feng Yimin as if he didn't know him, and said, "Okay, Yimin, isn't this the technology of greenhouse cultivation? I just read it in a foreign journal a few days ago. You already know, your news is quite well-informed, and the foreigners are still in the experimental stage, I didn't expect you to plan to experiment too?"

What does Feng Yimin know? He stays in Taoyuan Village every day, where does he go to find out about foreigners? These are all inspirations he got from the construction site, but he is not stupid enough to tell Professor Hao directly, but humbly ask for advice He said, "Professor Hao, do you think this method will work? Some foreigners have said that it should be able to grow watermelons smoothly, right?"

This time, Professor Hao had to think seriously. He pondered for a long time before saying cautiously: "I have read reports from foreigners that winter vegetables have been cultivated in Europe by this method, and it is theoretically feasible. However, no one in China has tried it yet, and I don’t know if it will work here. I was discussing with my colleagues yesterday, and I wanted to find a place to build a greenhouse. For things that no one has tested, our scientific people always want to Try it first, since you have this idea, then I don't think I need to build a greenhouse anymore. It's better to experiment in your field. I'll let the top allocate a fund, and it's a good thing. If the watermelon is planted, it will be yours, if it doesn't work, you have nothing to lose, what do you think?"

Feng Yimin was already happy in his heart, but he couldn't agree directly, so embarrassed, he rubbed his hands and pretended to be shy and said, "Aiya, Professor Hao, I really don't know how to thank you. Well, I want to grow this watermelon by myself, so my family should bear the cost, so why take advantage of the country?"

Professor Hao's thoughts were already stirred up by him. Worried that Feng Yimin would back down, he patted him on the shoulder vigorously and said, "These are nothing, as long as the greenhouse watermelons are really grown, you will be a great achievement. Besides, the funds are also set aside. If you don’t need them, others will use them. We are serious about agricultural production, not extravagance and waste. You don’t need to be mentally burdened. You think, China is so big and winter is so long, when winter comes Even in Beijing, there are no vegetables to eat. Eating Chinese cabbage and Chinese cabbage every day is so boring. If our greenhouse can be successful, will we still worry about not having vegetables to eat in the future? This is a vegetable revolution, don’t be a coward. , just do it!"