RNP Page 144
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The older woman was quite surprised.
"They weren't there before, but they are now—they're rivals in love!"
"Qin Huairu is a jinx. As soon as she came to the courtyard, one thing after another happened. No, we can't let her stay in the courtyard!"
Yi Zhonghai was furious.
He wasn't after Qin Huairu, he was after Wan Ping'an.
Anyone who teams up with Wan Ping'an is his enemy!
"No wonder!"
"That girl, Qin Huairu, is so beautiful. Even I was smitten, let alone Sha Zhu and Jia Dongxu, two grown men."
The older woman nodded.
"No one who's with Wan Ping'an is a good person. I think Qin Huairu is a vixen!"
Yi Zhonghai glared at the middle-aged woman.
He family.
When Sha Zhu went home.
He Daqing left home early in the morning, and He Yushui also went to school.
He felt a bit bored being home alone, so he wanted to go out for a walk and leave the courtyard.
"Silly Zhu, over here."
As soon as Sha Zhu left the courtyard, someone called him.
He glanced at them and saw five people. He recognized them; they were all from the neighboring compound, but he couldn't recall their names.
"what's up?"
Sha Zhu walked over with a puzzled look on his face.
"Shazhu, I heard something happened in your hospital yesterday?"
"Is it true that the deaf old lady in your compound, 047, wouldn't let Wan Ping'an farm and was sent to jail by him?"
The five people were very curious.
Sha Zhu's face immediately darkened.
Yesterday, it wasn't just the deaf old lady who was sent in; he was also beaten.
"I have no idea!"
Sha Zhu turned and left.
"Why is he gone?"
“I remember now, Sha Zhu was closest to the deaf old lady and Yi Zhonghai. He must have been very unhappy that the deaf old lady was arrested.”
"No, I think I heard he was beaten up and warned by the police."
The five people pointed and whispered about Sha Zhu's back.
in the afternoon.
Wan Pingan went out.
He took Qin Huairu with him to his six acres of land.
Cai Quanwu, along with Lao Qi and the others, had already begun their work.
After a period of observation, Wan Ping'an began to trust Cai Quanwu and entrusted him with some tasks, such as continuing to harvest rice.
Wang Wang!
Big Black came to greet us.
After circling Wan Ping'an twice, he came to Qin Huairu's side and sniffed carefully. He could smell Wan Ping'an's scent; she was one of their own!
"Here you are, Big Black, I brought you some meaty bones!"
Wan Ping'an handed the meat bone to Qin Huairu.
Let her feed Big Black.
Han Dahe and Wan Ping'an walked to the side.
"Ping An, I've reported the golden rice matter to you."
“The higher-ups will definitely need to investigate and review it, which will take some time. There won’t be any immediate action; you may have to wait a while.”
Han Dahe explained the situation.
No organization can handle matters as easily as an individual can, where things can be done immediately upon request.
When the government handles matters, there are standard procedures.
"I see!"
"Grandpa Han, pick out a few chickens. After Cai Quanwu and the others finish harvesting the rice, give each of them one. Just say it's my reward for them."
"You should also kill one and eat it yourself; you've worked hard too!"
Wan Ping'an gave the instructions with a smile.
"Ping An, you're such a great boss!"
"It's absolutely a blessing for Xiao Cai and me to be able to follow you."
Han Dahe gave Wan Ping'an a thumbs up!
Wan Ping'an never withholds wages, and his benefits are good!
When Wan Ping'an supervised the harvest of the golden rice, the legend of its high yield quickly spread from the Hongxing Courtyard to the entire street.
"Old Zhang, have you ever heard of golden rice?"
"Aren't all rice plants white?"
"I used to think that rice was all white, but now I know that there is also golden rice, and it is very, very high-yielding."
"High yield? How much can it produce? Eight or nine hundred catties?"
Not far from the traditional courtyard house, a group of people were gossiping idly in a large courtyard.
In the 1950s, when the new society had just begun, technological development was limited, and under normal circumstances, the yield of rice per mu (a Chinese unit of area, approximately 0.067 hectares) did not exceed 600 jin (a Chinese unit of weight, approximately 300 kg).
Even in some high-yield areas, the yield will not exceed 800 jin.
Not to mention droughts and floods!
"Add another one to the front, and it weighs over 1,800 jin!"
Are you still half asleep?
"You're dreaming! I'm perfectly lucid. Wan Ping'an from the Hongxing Courtyard has grown golden rice, with a confirmed yield of 1,800 jin per mu!"
Chapter 75: Promoting Yi Zhonghai, Demoting Him, and the Arrival of a Big Shot
night.
Yi Zhonghai has returned home.
He took out a bottle of wine and a wine glass. Without any snacks, he poured himself a glass of wine, tilted his head back, and downed it in one gulp. He then downed three glasses in a row!
"Honey, don't drink so fast. I'll cook you some vegetables. Drinking straight will hurt your stomach!"
An older woman pressed down on Yi Zhonghai's hand.
"Stop arguing. I can't eat the stir-fried dishes either. I just want to have some wine."
Yi Zhonghai pushed the old woman's hand away.
What's bothering you this time?
"Tell me about it, it will make you feel better."
The older woman sighed.
She could roughly guess that it was most likely related to Wan Ping'an.
"Sigh, when I came back just now, I heard people talking on the street saying that Wan Ping'an has grown golden rice with a yield of 1,800 catties per mu."
"It is said that he has performed immeasurable merits."
"Say it to him..."
Yi Zhonghai began to pour out his grievances.
The more people who praised Wanping Bay, the more upset he felt.
finally.
Yi Zhonghai drank too much.
I didn't even have dinner before an older woman helped me to bed.
The next morning.
Wan Ping'an and Qin Huairu came together with six acres of land.