80s Taoism

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"I went to water it last night." Zhang Jiaohua said dazedly.

"It's watered? Don't talk nonsense. You didn't dream of watering it last night, right?" Zhang Manyin smiled.

How could Zhang Manyin believe that, let alone that he didn't believe that Zhang Jiaohua dared to go to the quiet place of the gardening field alone at night, let alone that Zhang Jiaohua could water all the more than two hundred acres of fruit trees in one night. Even if it is a young and strong labor force, it is impossible to do it overnight. You have to know that the reservoirs in the horticultural field have dried up, and you have to pick up water from more than one mile ditches.

"It's really watered. If you don't believe me, you will know if you go to see it." Zhang Jiaohua hasn't woken up yet, and she consumed a lot last night, and she doesn't know how much nutrition should be supplemented to make it back.

"Really pour it?" Zhang Manyin went to the gardening field suspiciously, carrying a load of silt buckets on his shoulders.

Zhang Jiwang also came over with a load of silt buckets, "Man Yin, are you also going to the gardening farm to help water the flowers?"

"Yeah. I just went to shout for flowers, the guy still lay on the bed and refused to get up, and said that the tree has been watered. Forget it, the flowers are still growing, let him sleep well. I went to the gardening yard to see. "The load of silt bucket on Zhang Manyin's shoulder shook, and there was a creaking sound between the shoulder and the collar of the silt bucket.

"I also went over and took a look. Yesterday I drank too much and I forgot about the business. Today, I must pour the root water. Otherwise, there will be a problem with the survival rate." Zhang Jiwang completely regarded the begging as his own business. .

The two carried silt buckets and filled a load of water in the channel on the side of the road, and took them by the way. This load of water can be used to water up to a dozen seedlings. A total of tens of thousands of fruit tree seedlings have been planted in the gardening field of more than 200 acres. If you pick it up one by one, it will cost at least a thousand. Think about it, it is enough to make people head. But the old man has the spirit of Yugong moving mountains, no matter whether it is useful or not, picking a load of water over it will always be able to save some saplings. Save a little count as a little.

"It would be great if we got a water pump. The water can be pumped to the canal road on the gardening farm, and then it can be drained to the cistern of the gardening farm. In this way, the irrigation will be quick." Zhang Jiwang's pole was covered by more than one hundred. The weight of a catty of water is bent into a bow shape. When you walk around, you bounce one by one.

"Yeah. Let's go and have a look. I really can't think of a way." Although Zhang Manyin is more than 50 years old, he can still speak smoothly with a burden of more than 100 kilograms.

When they arrived at the gardening field, Zhang Manyin and Zhang Jiwang's eyes were widened by everything in front of them.

"Man Yin, the begging flower really told you that he had already watered it last night? But how did he make it bigger? When we came here just now, we clearly saw that the drains were dry and cracked. How can I cross the water?" Zhang Jiwang was stunned for a long time before saying something.

Zhang Manyin didn't seem to hear Zhang Jiwang's words, and said blankly, "It's really weird."

In the gardening farm, the navel orange saplings seem to have survived, and there are many small drops of water on the leaves. The soil under the navel orange sapling is still moist after the rain. There seemed to be a smell of water in the air. This is obviously a sign that it has just rained.

"Could it be raining?" Zhang Jiwang whispered, but he himself quickly denied his conjecture. "It's not like it. It's impossible to just go to the gardening field when it rains."

"Look, look, those tea trees. Brother Jiwang, look at those tea trees." Zhang Manyin was surprised to point to the countless buds on the tea trees. Although only a bud tip had just emerged, you should know that the tea was seen yesterday. When it came, it was almost dying. Had it not been for the temporary lack of time to clean up, these tea trees had already been cleaned up. But now, these tea trees seem to be rejuvenated, and they have sprouts again.

"These tea trees are alive! What's going on? Did the beggar really say that he watered it?" Zhang Jiwang looked back at Zhang Manyin, hoping to get a definite answer from him.

Zhang Manyin nodded, "Brother Jiwang, this is, don't tell me anything."

"Don't worry, don't you know who I am?" Zhang Jiaohua smiled, "This gardening field only has Jiaohuanaide (how can I do it)."

"Now I have planted the navel orange tree, and the tea tree is alive again. Will I grow tea or navel oranges from now on?" This question made Zhang Manyin puzzled. Now the horticultural field has fallen, not because the tea is worthless, but because the scale of the tea is getting smaller and smaller, and the tea planting is becoming more and more chaotic. The final decline to where it is today is not because the tea cannot be sold. But the quality is not getting worse. If the quality of tea can be improved, tea is also a very good cash crop.

"I need to ask? Tea, as well as navel orange. Anyway, one tall and one short will not affect each other." Zhang Jiwang said.

"Looking at the posture~www.wuxiamtl.com~, it won't take long before you can pick a stubble of tea." Zhang Manyin looked around. Although the condition of the tea tree was very poor, the number of buds sprouted this time was not large. There are also some tea tree buds that broke out of the soil, and it won’t be long before this tea tree will glow green again.

"It's not enough to have tea alone, but there must be a suitable market. Otherwise, it will be difficult to make money from the tea plant. The gardening farm has been stopped for so many years and no tea is produced. Then I am afraid that the dealers will not buy it. Even if it comes to purchase. , They will try their best to keep the price down. It is best to let Director Luo inquire more. Director Luo is very popular, maybe there is a good way. "Zhang Jiwang is a sensible person.

"Yes. I'll talk to the beggar when I look back." Zhang Manyin thought for a while and said.

The horticultural field is misty every day, which is not compatible with the surrounding environment. After all, when there was no fog in this area for dozens of miles, only this place was foggy. Some villagers in Meiziao have their own opinions on this.

"This must be the magic of Meishan. Otherwise, the gardening field will be different from before when it is in the hands of the begging."

"Yeah. It's the same as the fairy in Journey to the West. It's misty everywhere."

"Have you seen that these tea trees have come alive again. It seems that as long as they are shrouded in this mist, everything can come alive. You watched the navel orange saplings grow very well. I remember when I planted the trees, they were called The flowers didn’t even water the roots. I didn’t expect to grow much better than the trees planted by others."

"I have gotten used to the tricks of this guy. This guy will grow up very much in the future."

When the villagers came to the gardening field to watch the excitement, the fifteen mountain dogs lay quietly and slept in the warehouse without saying a word. But if anyone dares to come over at night, the lesson must be profound and hard-boiled. (To be continued.)