The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

"There is a fertilizer factory in Wusong City, with an annual output of 14 tons..." Old Haotou's calm voice did not fluctuate at all.

Tu Ziqiang listened quietly, afraid of missing any key information.

"There is a shortage of chemical fertilizers in the whole country, not to mention that it is a subordinate enterprise..." Old Haotou shook his head gently, "It's not easy to get it."

"There are three types of nitrogen, phosphorus, and potassium. In Northeast China, nitrogen fertilizer is relatively stable, and soybeans can fix nitrogen. Corn can be planted at intervals with soybeans, which can save a lot of nitrogen fertilizer. But rice can't do it..." Old Hao's voice was light and light, "Potassium fertilizer, there is basically no domestic production and all depends on imports. Now..."

"What about the phosphate fertilizer? It's available in Wusong City?" Tu Ziqiang couldn't help asking.

"It's a subordinate enterprise..." Old Haotou stopped talking after finishing this.

The room was so dark that you could smell pins falling.

"Phosphate fertilizer needs phosphate rock," old Haotou said after a long pause, "there is no phosphate rock in Northeast China, so..."

"The one in Wusong City? Is there one?" Tu Ziqiang asked.

There was silence in the room, Tu Ziqiang could only hear the sound of his own breathing.

After a long time, Tu Ziqiang even thought that old Haotou had fallen asleep.

"The fertilizer factory in Wusong City is managed by a group of people from Modu..." Old Haotou's voice was very soft, barely audible, "The salinization in Baicheng City is serious, and there seems to be more cultivated land."

After saying this, the old Haotou didn't have the desire to speak for a long time.

"Uncle Hao, send a letter to Dongmei?" Tu Ziqiang had to leave.

Old Haotou said nothing, trembling slightly in the dark.

"Then, Uncle Hao, it's okay, I'll go first..." Tu Ziqiang stood up with a sigh, "I will report Dongmei's safety when I go back."

Old Haotou sat there motionless, Tu Ziqiang saw that he had nothing further to say, shook his head and prepared to leave.

"Wait!" Old Hao's voice was a little dry, and Tu Ziqiang stood in front of the door without moving.

"Do you have a pen?" Old Hao took a deep breath and moaned softly, "Do you have a pen?"

"Yes..." Tu Ziqiang replied, took out a pencil stub from his body, turned around and gave it to Old Hao.

Old Haotou's body trembled violently, trying to suppress himself, and occasionally made sounds, as if they were groans from hell.

Tu Ziqiang wanted to make an oil lamp, but was stopped by the old Haotou.

Slah, old Haotou tore off a piece of cloth from somewhere.

call……

The bedding on the bed whirled and fell to the ground...

poof...

Old Haotou was kneeling in front of the bed, lying on the bed and writing...

shhhhhhhhh...

The pencil head is jumping happily...

A rag was stuffed into Tu Ziqiang's hand, and the big hand holding the cloth was still trembling slightly.

"Uncle Hao, I'll leave it to her when I get back tomorrow..." Tu Ziqiang squeezed the rag tightly.

Old Haotou didn't speak, but Tu Ziqiang pursed his lips, turned and opened the door to leave.

"Thank you..." Old Hao's moan sounded like relief, and there was a strong nasal sound in that moan...

The door was gently closed, Tu Ziqiang took a deep breath, raised his head and tried to suppress the tears in his eyes...

do not give up!

By the moonlight, the four big characters on the rags are on the verge of daggers!

"Teacher Tu..." A soft and clear voice sounded not far away, and Tu Ziqiang was so frightened that a blast of cold air went from Tianling Gai to the tailbone!

"Teacher Tu..." Lu Xiaohua stood there pretty, holding the book.

"It's so late, you haven't slept yet..." Tu Ziqiang forced himself to calm down, and walked over slowly, "I thought I was the only one who couldn't sleep, but I didn't expect you, Xiao Hua..."

The distraught Tu Ziqiang accidentally took the lines of Master Xing molesting Mrs. Niu.

"Mr. Tu, you are so funny..." Tu Ziqiang's strange emphasis made Lu Xiaohua cover her mouth and chuckle.

"Hehe, I drank a little too much tonight..." Tu Ziqiang approached with a smile.

"Return your book..." Lu Xiaohua held the book with both hands, her arms stretched out straight.

"Oh..." Tu Ziqiang resumed the book in his hand, still thinking about how to say something.The conversation between him and Lao Hao must not be known to others.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Are you and Teacher Tian leaving tomorrow?" Lu Xiaohua asked timidly.

"Well, I'm leaving tomorrow..." Tu Ziqiang said casually.

"Then," Lu Xiaohua took half a step forward, the smell of soap was delicious, "Then can you take me away?"

"Huh?" Tu Ziqiang looked at Lu Xiaohua's bright eyes under the moonlight, and explained, "I'm going to Jichun, not to Shanghai."

"I know," Lu Xiaohua held her breath and mustered up the courage to continue asking, "Then can you take me away? To Jichun..."

"I, I," Lu Xiaohua lowered her head slowly, "I really can't stay here anymore, I can't stay here for a day..."

The girl sobbed softly...

"Next time, next time..." Tu Ziqiang comforted the girl patiently.

"Just this time," Lu Xiaohua suddenly raised her head, her face covered with tears.

"I, I..." The girl lowered her head.

"I can promise you anything..." The girl's voice was like a mosquito. After saying this, her head almost plunged into her arms, and her hands were desperately kneading the corners of her clothes.

"Hey, this time..." Tu Ziqiang wanted to explain that he wasn't trying to play her off, nor was he trying to trick her.

"You can do it now!" Lu Xiaohua let go of the hand rubbing the hem of her clothes, firmly grasping Tu Ziqiang's arm, and emphasized, "Anything is fine!"

Tu Ziqiang looked at the girl speechlessly, did he look like a hooligan?

"As long as you take me away tomorrow..." The girl raised her head, closed her eyes, her eyelids trembled convulsively, her chest heaved violently, her hands were still firmly grasping Tu Ziqiang's arm, "No one has ever touched me! "

Tu Ziqiang raised his hand slowly, and the girl's breathing became more rapid...

As the hand approached, a line of tears flowed from the girl's tightly closed eyes...

The big hand rubbed the top of the girl's head indiscriminately, the girl was stunned...

What kind of drama is this?

"You said you were a high school graduate?" Tu Ziqiang smiled.

"Yeah!" The girl nodded subconsciously.

"Is it okay to do the accounting?" Tu Ziqiang asked.

"It's okay to settle accounts, keep accounts, I can learn to keep accounts!" The girl's hands began to ravage the corners of her clothes again, her bright eyes were full of anticipation.

"Then go back and pack your things..." Tu Ziqiang smiled.

"Yeah!" The girl nodded fiercely, turned around and took two steps, then turned around slowly.

"What I said just now..." After saying this, the girl looked down in embarrassment, looking down at the tip of her shoe.

"It's so cold, is it freezing? Hurry up and go back to warm up, don't catch a cold." Tu Ziqiang shook his head to express his understanding, so don't think too much.

"As soon as I came out, I saw Teacher Tu standing there." The girl's eyes were full of innocence, "I was still worried about how to find you... It's not cold at all."

"Well," Tu Ziqiang took a deep look at Lu Xiaohua, nodded slowly, "Go back, we have to get up early tomorrow!"

"Okay, Teacher Tu," Lu Xiaohua bowed deeply, her two braids swung like whips, "Thank you, Teacher Tu!"

Tu Ziqiang stood in the yard for a while, shook his head slightly, and went back to the house.

In Old Haotou's room, there was an undetectable sound of movement...

The moonlight is like water, and the snow falls silently...

Snowing……