"Brother! Brother!"

Canghai was busy, and suddenly heard a misty voice. When he turned his head, he saw the little girl standing on the top of the slope, with her two little hands on her mouth. Every time he called herself, his little butt would stick out, and it seemed that he had used enough strength to call herself.

The one who works as a bodyguard for the little girl now is Hutou. Hutou, who is standing next to the little girl, doesn't say a word, just looking at his master and shaking his tail slightly.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Cang Hai responded with a loud laugh.

"Brother, sister asked me to come over and ask you to go home for dinner." Mengmeng continued to shout hard.

When Cang Hai heard that he had eaten, he looked down at the watch on his wrist. He found that it had passed twelve o'clock and it was almost an hour. So he quickly turned off the excavator and jumped off the excavator.

I came to the little girl's side, reached out and picked it up, put it on my shoulder, listened to the little girl's giggle, and walked towards the village with Hutou.

The newly opened rice fields are not too far from the village, only five or six minutes away. If it is far away, Canghai will not be happy. The time for the brother and sister to talk and laugh is over.

As soon as I entered the village, I saw the joyful uncle and aunt who were busy at the entrance of the kiln.

"Uncle San, Aunt San, are you all collected?" Cang Hai asked.

Cang Shiyuan smiled and said, "It's all harvested, and the machine is fast. After two machines opened, all the wheat in our field was harvested more than an hour ago. I saw that there were no bags of wheat that were all peeled off.

Cang Shiyuan's family didn't plant much, and the couple didn't have much time to come back to take care of them, so they planted such a few acres of wheat and quickly fed it.

Cang Shiyuan said happily, grabbing a handful of wheat grains from his snakeskin pocket next to him, spread it in his hand and sent it to Canghai, so that his nephew would appreciate the wheat grains that were full and large, which he had planted.

He stretched out his head and saw the plump and thick wheat grains. As the three monsters' fingers fiddled with each other, they rolled in their hands, and fell back into the bag along the gaps of their fingers. Cang Hai nodded: "It's very good!"

As he said that, Cang Hai looked at the snakeskin pockets filled with wheat grains at the entrance of Sanshu Kiln: "It seems that the village should build a dryer."

"What's so good about it? There is only a little rain here. As long as the food is produced, it's not easy for God to give the sun for three or five days? Isn't it better to just spread it in my own yard and dry it?" Cang Shiyuan said happily.

When planting wheat in spring, he did not expect that the harvest this year would be so good. Originally, due to water shortage and climate, the output of one acre of land was less than one-third of that in the south of Jiangnan. Now that the grain harvest came, Cang Shiyuan immediately became happy because the output of this acre of land this year was twice as fast as the original increase. Although it did not catch up with the grain output of one acre of land in Jiangnan, it was already very good in the northwest.

"Haiwazi, when will your wheat fields be harvested? You have planted more than we have planted," asked the third aunt Wei Qin with a smile.

Canghai put Mengmeng down from his shoulders, and the little girl who fell to the ground immediately came to Aunt San, stretched out her little hand to grab the millet in her pocket to play.

Aunt San stretched out her hand and stroked her misty little head with a tired heart: "Girl, I like playing with food so much."

"It feels so comfortable to hold it in your hands," Mengmeng said happily.

Canghai glanced at Mengmeng, and then said to Aunt San: "My wheat is not in a hurry, and I have no objection to collect it in the end. Anyway, it's not the same as these few days. I'll help you dry the wheat these days. With the heat of the sun, it's probably only three days before the wheat will dry."

Canghai is not what the family eats, and the space bonus is naturally more. Although it is not guaranteed that the teacher and godmother can buy grain, most of them can still be supplied.

"Then I'll trouble you. We both have to go back to the town and wait for the matter to finish. We just come back to help you," Cang Shiyuan said.

"What are you thinking about doing in this matter? It's a smooth thing for you to be busy with me," Cang Hai said with a smile.

"If your father saw this today, I wouldn't know how happy it would be." Cang Shiyuan looked at the millet in his bag and said sighingly. During the harvest season, Cang Shiyuan remembered his cousin again. He had been looking forward to Sijiaping Village getting rid of poverty all his life, and he also rolled up his sleeves to do it. Unfortunately, he didn't see this day.

"Even if he can't see it now, he will be happy for us." Cang Hai reached out and patted Uncle San's arm, and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes, your father has always been a broad-minded person. Even if he has a spirit in the sky, he will be happy." Cang Shiyuan covered his hand on Cang Hai's hand that was pressing his arm and said emotionally.

Although they are not brothers, Cang Shiyuan has been with Cang Shijun since childhood, and his relationship is even better than his own brother Cang Shigui. The main reason is that the difference between Cang Shiyuan and his brother is almost eight years old, and they are only less than three years apart from Cang Shijun. The two brothers always play together, so their relationship is naturally deeper.

"Okay, don't make things difficult for your children this day." Wei Qin saw that her man remembered her deceased cousin again, and immediately spoke out to remind her.

Cang Shiyuan chuckled softly and said, "Yes, let's not mention this anymore. Haiwazi, when will you go to the Demon City?"

"Yes!" Cang Hai lowered his head and thought for a moment: "Wait until the wheat is harvested and harvested, then go, it's about the beginning of September, on the seventh or eighth," Cang Hai said.

Cang Shiyuan nodded after hearing this, and opened his mouth and said, "Will we go together then?"

"You are going to the Demon City, too?" Cang Hai asked.

"Just just now, your brother called and said that if the family offered sacrifices, he decided to go to the Demon City to go to school and not repeat the year," Cang Shiyuan said.

After hearing this, Cang Hai asked, "Why did this kid change his mind so quickly?"

Just after discussing this matter, why did this kid make up his mind to study in the Demon City?

"Your brother said that if you go there anyway, you can take the postgraduate entrance examination if you want to study. They all have the same bachelor's degree. As long as the tuition fee is paid by the old couple, he will be willing to study," said Cang Shiyuan.

Cang Hai heard this and said, "Is Henan's tuition fee enough? If it is not enough, please speak up."

Cang Shiyuan waved his hand and said, "No need for you. The couple has been suffering for almost ten years. It's just for this kid to collect tuition fees. There is no problem with the tuition fees. The village will have money next year, so there is no need to worry about this."

Since Canghai was admitted to a university and a prestigious university, Canghai has become a child of other people around the town and has always been a benchmark for educating children.

The one who is most proud of is naturally the people of Sijiaping Village. Cang Shiyuan, a native of Sijiaping Village, was even happier in his heart. He always asked his own waihenan for his request, so Cang Henan went all the way from elementary school to high school, and under the education of Cang Shiyuan, he was admitted to the county middle school.

If Cang Hai hadn't brought this head, Cang Henan would probably have finished school like other children nearby and went out to work for others with his bag on his back.

The whole family was counting on Canghenan's majesty to reappear the majesty of Canghai, allowing another college student in Sijiaping Village to be released. So the tuition fee was naturally saved, and it was saved a lot, which was enough for Canghenan to finish four years of college. Even if it was less than four years now, the village would have an income next year, so the tuition fee would naturally be no longer a problem. The couple didn't think about asking their nephew Canghai to borrow money.

Cang Hai heard this and said, "Then don't prepare what you have learned. Then I will buy it for my brother in the Magic City. I will pack all the laptops and mobile phones."

"What do you want that thing to do? Learn what computer to buy at school. Most of the kids use computers to play games. There are a few that they are used for learning. No, you can't buy this thing to be distracted!" Cang Shiyuan frowned a little.

Cang Hai smiled and said, "There are students nowadays. He Nan has this one at a dormitory, but he is not very embarrassed. Besides, I really use it for learning, so where can I leave the computer now?"

"Just listen to Haiwazi, no one knows much more than you," Wei Qin said.

When Cang Shiyuan heard this, he immediately said, "Then I will follow your arrangement."

Cang Shiyuan also knew what Cang Hai meant, so he no longer refused. Anyway, even if it was the intention of his younger brother to go to school.

The uncle and nephew were standing and chatting when they suddenly heard the sound of a motorcycle coming from the entrance of the village. When they turned around, they found that it was Zhao Guang, a secretary from the village.

"Director Zhao, why are you so free to marry here today?" Cang Hai smiled and raised his hand to greet Zhao Guang.

Zhao Guang stopped the motorcycle, picked up the car directly, took off his small bag from the handlebar, and laughed at Canghai: "What a big driver, I'm born to run errands. I'm doing business today. I'm not growing too much food in our village now. It's the harvest season again, and I'm used to the documents in the village."

Cang Shiyuan asked curiously: "What document?"

"It's not about the wheat stem. Now it's not allowed to burn in the fields. Everyone in the village has gone to the village to set up a designated location. I have made a coincidence and arranged to come to Sijiaping," Zhao Guang said with a smile.

Canghai was amused when he heard this. In the morning, Hu Shijie scolded him for this incident. Unexpectedly, Zhao Guang came over at noon.

"We only have a few wheat poles here, it doesn't matter whether it is burned or not? Besides, it's not affected by this far away from the county town." Cang Shiyuan thought for a while and asked.

Zhao Guang immediately said as soon as he heard this, "I understand, but I can't do anything about this political task. Moreover, the planting area in our village is now large and there are more wheat poles. Unlike before, each household is just a few bits of land, so the matter of this wheat pole is also included in the village task. This year, the village head and secretary held a mobilization meeting and sent all the people in the village to squat. After being ruthless, no household is allowed to burn anyone. Whoever burns his house is burned. This is a hard task. We are the only one who runs errands to do this. Otherwise, why do we say that the person above moves his mouth and runs off our legs below."

As he said that, Zhao Guang walked to the side of everyone, and while saying that, he reached out and grabbed a handful of wheat grains and spread them in his palms, he took a look. Although Zhao Guang is an ignorant and has no sense of rightness, it does not mean that he cannot tell the quality of wheat grains.

I just fiddled with it for a few times and observed the wheat particles in my hand. I didn’t find any shriveled ones. They were all round and full, so I knew that the wheat in Sijiaping Village was growing very well this year.

After saying a few words of praise, Zhao Guang said, "You four of you have already grown up."

Not to mention Zhao Guang, there are only a few people in the town, and even in the county now don’t know that Sijiaping Village is in the limelight now. Everyone knows that Americans and Japanese are rushing to cooperate with the county to set up factories, and Sijiaping is the source material base, so the money you earn cannot be less. The millet is growing so well now. Seeing that Sijiaping Village is about to get rid of poverty and become rich and reach a well-off society, everyone is jealous and jealous.

The person who was originally planning to joke about Canghai, a college student, now wants Canghai to be from his own village.

If Zhao Guang had put it in the past, he would have thought about it, but now he would not dare to make any mistakes, because this project is the most important thing in the county. If it is done well, it might be the only foreign-funded enterprise in the county within ten years. Not to mention that he is a township officer, even the township chief can't get it.
Chapter completed!