Scholars in the courtyard

Cold comes and summer comes, spring passes and autumn comes.

Busy days always make people unable to feel the pace of time.

Winter has passed, and before the breath of spring can be savored, the fragrance of flowers and birds singing in the fields has already faded away.

Then, the joy of the harvest filled everyone's hearts again.

Yang Xiaotao, wearing a bamboo hat, stood up and moved his waist. He put the sickle aside and behind him was a row of cut corn stalks.

"Take a break and drink some water."

Not far away, a girl came over with a tin bucket and a wooden ladle in her hand. After stopping, she scooped the water and handed it to Yang Xiaotao.

"Thank you, second sister!"

Yang Xiaotao thanked him, then took the wooden ladle and drank a few sips.

Seeing Yang Xiaotao drinking water, the girl in front of him watched intently, with an inexplicable light in his eyes.

The girl's name is Yang Hongbing. She is Yang Dazhuang's niece. She is the second eldest child in the family. She is the same generation as Yang Xiaotao but one year older than him, so Yang Xiaotao calls her second sister.

"You're a city boy, and you're not bad at work."

"Uncle, they are all left behind by you, that's great."

Yang Hongbing is not very good at praising others, but his words are sincere.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao looked back at the person behind him and grinned.

Yang Dazhuang saw him ten meters away and quickly lowered his head to work.

How could he not know what his niece was thinking?

It was Mr. Yang, and everyone in Yangjia Village saw it. Of course, he also hoped in his heart that the two of them could get together.

But from now on, it seems that there are no sparks from friction between the two. The possibility of getting together is a bit small!

Yang Dazhuang was also tired when he heard his niece comparing himself.

Really, I can’t compare to Yang Xiaotao.

He already recognized the difference in strength, but the difference in physical strength made him, a farmer who had been working for half his life, a little embarrassed.

As for the men in other villages, they also lowered their heads to work, and their movements were definitely stimulated.

"What's wrong with the people in the city? People in the city have to work to earn food."

“We, like you, all rely on our own hands to live, no matter what we work, we will reap!”

Yang Xiaotao said with emotion that in his mind, the jobs in the city looked decent, but the labor intensity was no worse than in the countryside.

"What you say makes sense."

Yang Xiaotao didn't care after hearing this, lowered his head and continued working.

When Yang Hongbing saw it, he didn't say much and went to the other side with the bucket.

He came back this time mainly because he received an invitation from Yang Shitou.

During the Chinese New Year last year, Yang Shitou's family found out she was pregnant. This year, she gave birth to a big fat boy, and then came back to drink full moon wine.

As an uncle, Yang Xiaotao was not polite and took a ten-dollar red envelope, which made the villagers sigh with emotion.

It's not easy to make money these days.

With these ten dollars, Yang Shitou's family will feel a lot more relaxed.

Of course, ten yuan is not much to Yang Xiaotao now, but there is no need for him to give too much.

They are all from the same village, who is not related to whom?

This time I came to Yang Shitou's house. If someone comes looking for me next time, how much can I get?

Not worrying about scarcity but worrying about inequality, this is the human heart.

At noon, everyone was sitting on the ground at the end of the field, each holding a big bowl with noodles in it, real two-fold noodles.

Compared to the Chinese New Year the year before last, the food was simply a whole new level.

The men around were all immersed in eating, and a few who had finished their meals ran to get noodles and continue eating.

Yang Dazhuang and the others sat together with Yang Xiaotao, looking at the piece of fat in the bowl with satisfaction in their eyes.

They knew that it took only two years to bring about this kind of transformation in the village, and it was all thanks to the young people in front of them.

Without him, Yangcun No. 1, the village would be fine if it didn't say it was full and people didn't starve to death.

Speaking of Yangcun No. 1, this is the name given by the surrounding villages.

Ever since Fatty Ding learned about the corn, although the people above him didn't take it seriously, he took it seriously.

Not only did he find Mr. Yang, he also took the time to go to Sijiu City and specifically looked for Yang Xiaotao.

Of course, Yang Xiaotao's hospitality also made his trip worthwhile.

Regarding hybrids, Yang Xiaotao also explained the situation to him. Under the current conditions, large-scale breeding is not possible unless a piece of land is allocated and sufficient manpower is available to help, and these people must be trained. At this time, It's not short, and the human and financial resources consumed are not a small amount.

Even Fatty Ding can't guarantee that he can do it.

After the two talked for a while, they finally settled on the rules.

Yang Xiaotao promised to try his best to provide seeds, and then let Yangjiazhuang be responsible for the management, while Fatty Ding contacted other villages.

Thanks to Fatty Ding's connection, the four or five surrounding villages all enjoyed the benefits of high-yielding corn last year.

It's just that there aren't many kinds of grains. One village only has forty or fifty acres, and this is all from Yangjiazhuang.

Even so, the extra production has eased the pressure on food.

And as hybrids are planted, old men who have spent their lives working with the land give sound advice.

That is to allow the land to be rotated and the livestock to be fertile, so that higher yields can be achieved.

Yang Xiaotao also knows that knowledge only stays in textbooks, and things in the fields are not as good as those of children in the village.

Yang Xiaotao accepted this opinion humbly.

Therefore, Yangjiazhuang took the lead in making changes last year, giving up planting spring corn and switching to other crops, among which winter wheat is the most important grain crop.

After the wheat harvest, most of the land in the village was planted with corn.

With the support of farm cattle, Yangjiazhuang cultivated intensively, and all men and women in the village joined forces. With Yang Xiaotao's hard work in half a year, the village directly planted 500 acres of corn.

And now, it's harvest season.

A few people were eating, and laughter kept coming from the crowd. After the changes in just two years, the sorrow of the past was no longer visible. Now, all the people in the village see is hope.

At this moment, a shout suddenly came from a distance, and gradually the sound got louder. Yang Dazhuang stood up to check, and came back after a while, with an even brighter smile on his face.

"Seven hundred!"

Yang Dazhuang gestured with his hands, and several people around him stood up after hearing this.

"My grandpa did some calculations just now. This year's yield per mu is 15% more than last year's. That's at least 700 kilograms!"

Yang Dazhuang said, feeling a little unbelievable in his heart.

Six hundred pounds is already amazing, but I didn’t expect it to increase.

What a magical corn.

Several people were talking and laughing, and looked at Yang Xiaotao with even more reverence.

Invisibly, Yang Xiaotao's status in the village has been improved again, and now he is no worse than Yang Dazhuang, the village chief and captain.

While several people were laughing, Fatty Ding came from outside. Although I heard about the yield of 700 kilograms per mu, I had a smile on my face, but it was a bit far-fetched no matter how I looked at it.

When Fatty Ding came over, Yang Dazhuang realized something was wrong and asked.

Fatty Ding suppressed his anger and told the matter.

Yang Xiaotao had warned at the beginning that the seeds of this kind of corn could not be used as grain seeds, and it did not mean that they could not grow, but that after planting, there would be a reduction in yield.

At first, Fatty Ding didn't believe it, but after being scolded by Mr. Yang Yang Dazhuang, he admitted the matter and sent notices to several surrounding farming villages not to commit the crime knowingly.

However, this matter is not as simple as talking.

No, the first one to cross the thunder pool came out.

After the news about Yangjiazhuang's high-yield corn came out, several surrounding villages benefited, and several village chiefs went to Yangjiazhuang to ask for seeds.

Of course, no matter how selfless Mr. Yang is, this kind of money is not given free of charge. If the rice is good, the rice is grudged, the rice is hated, and it is not about the scarcity but the inequality. A poor distribution is an offending thing.

Therefore, some things are better to be dealt with normally. Every village is the same, and a bowl of water can be balanced.

Of course, Mr. Yang didn’t want much, just twice the weight of the seeds.

Several villages had no objections to this point, and were even grateful to Yangjiazhuang. After all, that little grain was nothing compared to high-yielding corn.

But this matter is difficult for Qinjiacun.

In the final analysis, it is still because of Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao was engaged to Qin Huairu, and the head of Qinjia Village was their uncle.

The fact that the Yang family fell in love with Qin Huairu also had something to do with the village chiefs of the two villages. When Yang's father asked Yang Dazhuang to find a wife for Yang Xiaotao, it was Yang Dazhuang who found Qin Huairu's uncle, and that's how Qin Huairu entered Sijiu City.

As for why they didn't get married, it was Yang Xiaotao's predecessor who was planning a wedding in the hope that Yang's father would get better.

But in fact, after Qin Huairu entered the city, she saw Yang's father like this, and she had seen a lot in the courtyard, so she had other thoughts in her heart.

So later the Jia family came to Qinjia Village to ask for Qin Huairu. Although Qin's father objected, as the village chief, the uncle of the Qin family, after comprehensive consideration, it was obvious that the Jia family had a better status in Sijiu City, and there were eight levels behind him. With the help of the worker, he agreed to the marriage.

At that time, Qinjiacun could not have imagined that such a day would come.

I didn't take it to heart.

These days, the honor of the village concerns everyone, and everyone will also affect the honor of the village.

If Yang Xiaotao disappears from everyone and has no future, Yangjiazhuang will not fall out with Qinjiacun because of him. After all, the two Zhuangzi are still related by marriage.

But now Yang Xiaotao's ability can be seen by everyone in Yangjiazhuang. It is a golden dragon flying out of the mountain nest.

Who doesn’t want to take advantage of it?

The benefit of getting corn now is not.

As a result, due to the benefits brought by the high yield of corn, the two villages moved less and less.

Up to now, there is still some contact between the in-laws and the in-laws, and other times they just exchange a few words or say nothing when they meet.

Nowadays, life in Yangjiazhuang is getting better and better, and the surrounding villages are also getting closer. Qinjiacun naturally does not want to break away from this circle.

But in this kind of relationship, if they want to come to the door to ask for it, they will stick their face out and be dumped.

The people of Qinjia Village were naturally not willing to do something like this that was related to the honor of the village, but they had to find a way to provide food for the village.

Qinjia Village is located downstream of Gaojiazhuang. The two villages are close to each other. Many families intermarry with each other and the relationship is considered close.

No, they couldn't get the seeds from Qinjiazhuang, so they had to think of other ways.

An experienced farmer suggested to the village chief that these days, corn is always planted by oneself, and it will grow whatever it looks like if it is sown.

Everyone around me also understood what it meant. It was just to get some big corn seeds and plant them on the ground.

Regarding this, they also inquired about it and said that this kind of high-yielding corn kernels cannot be used as seeds.

No one explained exactly why, and no one took care of it.

It's just that they do whatever Yangjiazhuang says.

In my heart, I just want to follow Yangjiazhuang's path and collect more food.

But this kind of thing cannot stand the most consideration.

As soon as the people in Qinjia Village discussed it, they felt that this matter was strange.

Many people who have been farming for half their lives feel that they have never heard that corn kernels cannot be used as food for so many years.

Some people even suspect that Yangjiazhuang deliberately let the wind out in order to maintain its interests, because it was afraid that other villages would grow high-yield corn and surpass theirs.

As soon as this idea was expressed, many people thought it made sense.

Even the village chief thinks this is the case.

So, this year they got some corn seeds from Gaojiazhuang and planted them directly regardless of Wang Xuyang and others' persuasion.

After Fatty Ding got the news, it was already too late. He could only treat a dead horse as a living doctor. He hoped it would not be like Yang Xiaotao said, otherwise, the Qinjia Village's food supply this year would be over!

As a result, I spent a whole morning in Qinjia Village today, and my heart dropped when I saw those corn cobs.

The corn cobs are not small, but too thin.

This means that the corn kernels inside are not big. If you peel one open, there are only sparse corn kernels inside. After waiting for a long time, Fatty Ding could no longer watch it.

Not only could he not stand it any longer, but the entire Qinjia Village looked at the large area of ​​reduced corn production with bitter faces, and some women even sat on the ground and cried.

Fatty Ding yelled at the village chief of Qinjia Village for a while, and then he came to Yangjiazhuang full of energy and was ready to think of a solution.

"I've seen it. If one acre of land has two hundred kilograms, it's a blessing from God."

After Fatty Ding finished speaking, the people around Yangjiazhuang breathed a sigh of relief.

If it weren't for Yang Xiaotao and Mr. Yang's determination, they might not have been like this.

Now people from Qinjia Village came to visit Lei, and they were even more convinced by what Yang Xiaotao said.

"These bastards deserve to be left to their own devices!"

Yang Shitou jumped up immediately after hearing this, and a few others were also teasing him.

Yang Xiaotao was speechless after hearing this.

"It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words. This Qinjia Village is so stubborn that we have to try the south wall."

Everyone listened and agreed.

Only Yang Dazhuang remained silent, but his eyes were full of joy.

Yang Xiaotao's regretful marriage was never mentioned, but in the hearts of everyone in Yangjiazhuang, it was a slap in the face.

Of course, he also knew what Fatty Ding was here for, which was to lend food to Qinjia Village.

They had to extend this helping hand not because he was so great, but because the hatred between the two parties did not reach that level.

Besides, with Mr. Yang’s character, he would definitely agree.

It's just that when delivering food, naturally you can't be nice and angry. You have to say what you need to say and vent your anger when you need to.

Qinjiacun can only accept this.

Fatty Ding knew from Yang Dazhuang's expression that the other party had agreed. Such tacit matters were not suitable to be discussed here and could only be discussed in private.

Of course, people from Qinjia Village must be present.

After clearing the cornfield in the afternoon, everyone went home and prepared for dinner.

After Yang Xiaotao finished eating, he called Yang Dazhuang and Yang Shitou to his home.

There was another thing he needed to discuss with the two of them this time.

Sorry for keeping everyone waiting! I punish myself with three cups tonight!