Scholars in the courtyard

in the living room.

As soon as Yang Xiaotao came in, he saw a few familiar people.

Especially when the person coming towards me was not Brother Yuan.

"Teacher Yang!"

Teacher Yuan immediately stepped forward, looking a little excited.

This kind of formal occasion made him become more strict in his address.

Yang Xiaotao put down the plate without much worry, knowing each other means knowing each other.

Besides, this is just a casual dinner.

"Brother Yuan, when did you come to Sijiu City?"

Teacher Yuan relaxed when he heard Yang Xiaotao call him like this, "I came last night. The comrades arranged the accommodation and I didn't look for you."

"It's okay, stay for two more days and I'll go shopping with you!"

"That won't work. I have to go back quickly. There's still a lot of things going on in the office."

"Uh, you did it on your own!"

"Yes, I carried a bag and came alone. It's light and convenient!"

Yang Xiaotao was speechless. You are also a key figure after all. Why don't you have someone to protect you when traveling?

But Tong Xiaolong, who looked aside from the corner of his eyes, knew in his heart that there must be protection in the secret.

Otherwise, how could the security personnel sent there remain silent?

"Okay, comrades, let's take our seats first."

The two of them were still talking, but the old man on the side came to them and said with a smile.

The old man looked left and right at these two people who could leave statues in the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, and he liked them in his heart.

Agriculture is the lifeblood of the country. If we want to develop industry and convert huge human resources into industrial assistance, we need agricultural support.

The changes these two men have brought to the country's agriculture are huge and incomparable.

In the future, the deeds of these two people will also be spread.

When Yang Xiaotao heard what the old man said, he looked at the other people on the table.

The nearest middle-aged man had a dark complexion. Although he was wearing a neat Chinese tunic suit, he smelled like a chemical factory.

When Yang Xiaotao looked over, the middle-aged man smiled, revealing gray-white teeth and a sincere smile on his face.

Iron man!

This was the most impressive name Tang Mingyue said before Yang Xiaotao came.

Next to him was a rather older middle-aged man.

This man's clothes are relatively recognizable, he is wearing a white towel on his head, and he still wears it even here.

His face was tanned by the sun and his skin was rough. He looked at Yang Xiaotao with the same kind smile.

The person next to him is a middle-aged man, who looks a bit like a teacher, because he is somewhat similar to the third uncle Yan Fugui. He is wearing a pair of glasses and sitting there with an indifferent expression.

Next to the middle-aged man is a young man with an upright posture, but this young man only has one arm, but he exudes a high-spirited fighting spirit.

Moreover, Yang Xiaotao felt a murderous aura from this man.

Compared to Liang Zuoxin, it’s just a lot more.

He is so young and has such murderous intent. This person is not simple.

The young man also looked at Yang Xiaotao with a cautious expression on his face.

When their eyes met, they both nodded.

Next to the young man is a middle-aged man.

This man looked familiar to Yang Xiaotao.

I remember seeing it somewhere, but for a while I couldn't think of a name.

Further here is Teacher Yuan's position, and then there are three empty seats here.

Then of the three seats left here, one belongs to the old man, and the other is probably either his own or the last person's.

It seems that there are eight people invited this time.

"Come on, sit down!"

When Yang Xiaotao looked at the old man and said again, Mr. Yuan immediately sat down. The old man asked Yang Xiaotao to go next to Mr. Yuan, and then turned around.

At this time, Yang Xiaotao saw another person coming behind him.

A somewhat thin old woman with white hair.

When this man appeared, everyone at the table stood up.

Mr. Yuan left the table and followed the old man to greet him, with Yang Xiaotao following behind.

"Ms. Lin, welcome."

"Chief, you're welcome."

The two met and talked. The old man reached out to welcome the old woman to her seat, and personally pulled out the chair for the old woman to sit down.

After everyone sat down again, the old man smiled and said, "We are here today. There is no leader. As a revolutionary comrade, I invite everyone to dinner."

"First of all, I want to thank everyone for their contributions and efforts in various fields."

"When I look at it, I feel happy."

As he spoke, the old man raised his hand, as if he wanted to bring out the joy and excitement in his chest and share it with everyone.

"Secondly, the better everyone does, the easier my job will be, so I'm going to treat you all to a meal tonight. Thank you all."

After the old man finished speaking, the old man in a turban sitting next to him immediately said, "Chief, it's an honor for us to come and participate."

"Yes, Chief, I never thought I would come here and sit with you. I..."

The young man also said excitedly, his expression full of excitement.

"Chief, everyone is responsible for building a revolution. This is what we should do."

The middle-aged man wearing glasses also spoke.

After hearing this, the old man hurriedly waved his hands to stop the others. Seeing everyone's appearance, he smiled and shook his head, "Okay, I just said that there is no leader, but I forgot again. This problem cannot be changed."

"No matter what, I'll treat you to a big meal here."

At this point, the old man laughed and said, "Of course, speaking of this feast, we have to thank Comrade Yang Xiaotao."

Suddenly the topic shifted to Yang Xiaotao, and everyone's eyes moved over.

Originally, Yang Xiaotao came in behind the old man, holding dishes in his hand. Everyone thought he was a comrade who was cooking.

But Lao Yuan, who came with him later, stood up to greet him. He looked like a very familiar person, and this made several people look at him seriously.

After all, after spending a long time together, these people have a general understanding of each other.

Mr. Yuan is even more famous for developing hybrid rice.

Such people are definitely not ordinary people to associate with.

Why bother, if the other person can sit in this position, he is not an ordinary person.

As soon as the old man finished saying Yang Xiaotao's name, the old man in a turban was the first to speak. His eyes widened immediately, "Comrade Yang Xiaotao? Corn, Comrade Yang Xiaotao from No. 1 Yang Village?"

If the old man didn't mind being interrupted, he smiled and said, "Yes, that's the inventor of Yangcun No. 1, Comrade Yang Xiaotao."

"Oh, I finally saw my benefactor."

Suddenly, the old man was about to stand up and come to find Yang Xiaotao, but the old man quickly stopped him, but the old man still stood there. Yang Xiaotao stood up quickly when he saw this.

The old man also stood up and introduced, "This is Comrade Chen Yonggui from Dazhai. He is the secretary of Dazhai."

Yang Xiaotao was suddenly in awe, "Chief, I know Secretary Chen's name."

This is the Dazhai in the slogan. If it weren't for the sudden rise of Yangjiazhuang, it would be the most famous in the country.

"Hey, what's your name? I'm just an ordinary farmer."

"If you call me by my name if you don't know me, my acquaintances will call me half a donkey."

Everyone around him laughed after hearing this, and Yang Xiaotao also grinned.

"I, thank you, I really appreciate you today."

"Otherwise, if I go back, the people in the village will scold me."

As he was about to reach out, Yang Xiaotao hurriedly stretched out his hand, and the two of them held each other across the entire table.

The palm is rough, but it has a simple warmth when held.

"Brother Chen, it's not good for us to sit across the table like this. Let's sit down and talk."

"That's right, brother Yang, let's sit down and talk."

Chen Yonggui also felt something was wrong, so he sat down, but his face was still excited, and then he looked at Yang Xiaotao and said, "That was, the year before last, it was dry and it hadn't rained for a long time. There was no water in the ground, and the harvest was simply not enough for the grain that rained. Food.”

"Every year during difficult times, even the trees on the mountains are eaten away. Later, I heard that the government had a new batch of corn seeds, which were said to be very productive."

"At that time, the surrounding villages didn't believe it, and they didn't dare to try it. Why, they were afraid that there would be no food in the village next year."

"Our village had no choice but to plant half of the fields."

"The result, the result."

Chen Yonggui tried his best to suppress his excitement, then looked at Yang Xiaotao and said seriously, "As a result, this half of the fields was twice the harvest of the entire village last year."

"Twice that. You don't know, our whole village is like celebrating the New Year. We take out our waist drums and perform Yangko."

"Yang, Brother Yang, we later found out that it was you who made this kind of corn. Later we even found out how many people in the surrounding villages had lived because of planting this kind of corn."

"Brother Yang, you are a great kindness to a living person."

The more Chen Yonggui talked, the more excited he became, and even more grateful at the end.

After hearing this, the people around him looked at Yang Xiaotao with more respect.

Having done this for the country and the people, especially for the people, Yang Xiaotao deserves to be sitting here.

Mr. Yuan even reached out to pat Yang Xiaotao's leg in private, looking excited.

Yang Xiaotao is his role model.

What Yang Xiaotao did was already ahead of him and became his guide.

Next door, Ran Qiuye's chest was heaving. She knew that her man was very good, even so good that she was obsessed with him, but she never thought that in the far northwest, there was a group of unknown people there who were grateful to him.

At this moment, Ran Qiuye's heart was beating faster, and he couldn't help but raise the camera in his hand and aim it at the living room.

Tang Mingyue woke up from her deep sleep, with light shining in her eyes.

"Brother Chen!"

When Yang Xiaotao heard what the other party said, he was not too excited.

Looking at Chen Yonggui's face full of traces of time, the wrinkles on it are like old tree bark in the field, witnessing the wind and frost of spring and autumn.

"Actually, it's not me you have to thank, but yourselves."

Chen Yonggui was startled, then looked at Yang Xiaotao, but heard Yang Xiaotao continue, "It is better to ask for yourself than to ask for others."

"Yangcun No. 1 can only be one road, but it is not the only road."

"As long as you maintain a heart of 'hard work and self-reliance', no difficulty will be able to trouble you."

"The only one who can defeat us is ourselves."

"As long as we don't give up, all suffering is the driving force for us to move forward."

Chen Yonggui became even more excited after hearing this. This is what he has been looking for.

This is what he has been thinking about.

As he was about to stand up, Yang Xiaotao quickly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Comrade Xiao Tao, what you are saying is what is in our Dazhai's heart. If you have time, you must go to our Dazhai and tell everyone so that everyone can listen. This is a good thing."

"Okay, I'll go."

bang bang bang

The old man suddenly clapped his hands, and everyone followed suit.

"Good, what a saying: work hard and be self-reliant!"

"What a good saying, suffering is the driving force for our progress."

"Good!"

The old man said, looking at Yang Xiaotao with a more friendly look.

The old woman beside him also nodded.

This kid has a positive concept, which is pretty good.

When the applause sounded, Yang Xiaotao felt a little embarrassed, and always felt that he was a bit of a distraction. He nodded to Chen Yonggui, who also nodded in response.

"Okay, let's stop talking, the food is cold."

"Let's try Comrade Yang Xiaotao's cooking. To be honest, I haven't eaten it before."

The old man took the lead in picking up the chopsticks, then picked up a piece of fish meat, dipped it in the fish soup, and put it in his mouth.

"Well, it tastes good. Everyone, eat it while it's hot."

He said, inviting everyone to pick up their chopsticks.

Others also picked up their bowls and chopsticks when they saw this.

After eating for a while, the old man picked up the small wine cup and said, "I haven't finished introducing this yet, let's finish this cup first."

"Okay!"

After saying that, he looked at Yang Xiaotao again, "Is the small cup okay?"

Yang Xiaotao was embarrassed, "Commander, this is good."

Everyone was confused, but the old man was smiling happily.