Lao Qian was startled and suddenly remembered Shangpo Village and two children. He quickly put down the paper and pen in his hand and ran all the way to the commune gate.

At this time, Qiao Qingyu was a little embarrassed.

She did agree to Mrs. Li to take Xiaohu, but she didn't want to bring Rongrong.

She was going to the wasteland. It was not good for the rain to stop the road just now, so she didn't have the energy to take care of another child.

But Rongrong didn't say a word, and her little hand grabbed her clothes and raised her face to look at her.

Although she had no expression on her face, Qiao Qingyu felt that she still read a little stubborn.

He Xiuyu stretched out his hand and prepared to spread the little niece's fingers one by one.

Xiaohu thought that because he wanted to come to the commune with Aunt Qiao, Rongrong also wanted to come together. She thrust her little breasts, and then gritted her teeth and said, "Rongrong, I won't go to the commune with Aunt Qiao anymore. I'll go home, and you and Uncle He go to the base."

He Xiuyu glanced at Xiaohu with praise!

But even after hearing this, He Xuerong still refused to let go.

Qiao Qingyu saw He Xiuyu carefully leaning on He Xuerong's finger.

Then I also saw He Xuerong spread a finger and put another one on it.

Anyway, don't let go.

He Xiuyu raised his eyelids and glanced at Qiao Qingyu calmly.

Although I didn't see the impatientness on Qiao Qingyu's face, the girl frowned.

He Xiuyu began to coax Rongrong.

Qiao Qingyu still has to go to the wasteland, even if she doesn’t bring Xiaohu, Rongrong can’t take it.

But unexpectedly, suddenly the small box next to the bridge rang, just like a sound of a newspaper.

Everyone's attention was drawn.

He Xiuyu sat behind the driver's seat. Sun Dazhi quickly opened the iron box and handed it to He Xiuyu. Then Director Lin heard a somewhat anxious voice inside: "General Engineer He, where are you now?"

"I'm at the gate of Xiaxi Commune."

"Lu Guilian, the bookkeeper in the General Finance Office, committed suicide and found a transmitter from her residence..."

He Xiuyu's eyebrows sterned and said softly, "I'll go there right away."

Then the other end hung up the phone, He Xiuyu put the microphone in the box. Before he could speak, Qiao Qingyu said, "If you don't worry, I will hand it over to me today. I will take her and Xiaohu back to the family yard in the afternoon."

He Xiuyu looked at Qiao Qingyu deeply and was very moved.

"Of course I believe it's just causing you trouble."

Sun Dazhi blinked his eyes and glanced at the two of them. Why, are these two people so polite?

So Qiao Qingyu, who was in a hot mind, stood at the gate of the commune with Rongrong and Xiaohu, and Lao Qian was jogging all the way to meet him.

He only saw the shadow of the jeep. He knew this jeep. It was He Xiuyu's color. It was different from other military jeeps. It is said that it was modified from the big jeep donated by the big brother. I didn't see that the tires of the car were larger than ordinary ones.

When Lao Qian saw He Xiuyu leaving, he knew that he was sending his wife to the commune. He still breathed a sigh of relief after applying a handful of non-existent sweat. The young man was so powerful, his eyes looked like a knife, and his questions were tricky. He had the honor to watch during the interrogation. He really made the ancient lady's Japanese dialect in just a few words.

It's really amazing!

No wonder he sat in such a high position at a young age.

He looked at Qiao Qingyu with a smile: "Qingyu, the 3,800 acres of Tiansi Madi have not suffered much. I have already gone to see it, especially the 800 acres planted first. Even if the leaves fall off, the stem is very deep and will grow leaves again in a few days. The other 3,000 acres have been counted, and dozens of acres will be lost. Some places with better soil have emerged. By the way, the barley grass has come out. Looking at that gratifying thing, if you are not busy, I will take you to see..."

Qiao Qingyu saw that Lao Qian had lost weight and was a little haggard. She used to be less white, but now she has more than half of her white hair.

But his mental state was very good, and it seemed that the county leaders talked to him and did not affect his enthusiasm for work at all.

"I'm not busy, I'm just about to go and have a look."

So Lao Qian put down the work at hand, arranged for his deputy to attend a meeting, and then asked the company's tractor to drive the tractor over quickly, cleaned the car behind the tractor, put a few small stools and put a few cotton pads.

After all, Qiao Qingyu is with two children.

It is appropriate to be treated so cautiously, Qiao Qingyu is the one who can bring them hope.

Besides, he was going to ask Qiao Qingyu if she had any seeds in her hands and whether she could get them. Even if she spent a lot of money, he would still be preparing to apply with the county.

Now, the data on the emergence of 3,800 acres of thousands of silk hemp seedlings and disaster resistance have been placed on the desk of the county leaders, which has also attracted great attention and attention from the county leaders.

Then it will not be as difficult as before to get a sum of money to buy seeds.

Soon, the tractor drove to the edge of the wasteland.

Qiao Qingyu carried Rongrong down, while Xiaohu was taken out of the car by Lao Qian.

This place is completely different from the scenery of the commune and the family home. Although it is not cloudless, there are no houses nearby, only high and low hills and piles of seven or eight poplar trees in the distance.

Grass emerges in some places, and yellow sand is everywhere.

Then right in front of them was a green tinsels.

It is unreasonable, giving people a feeling of being high and vast.

Qiao Qingyu asked Xiaohu to take Rongrong to stand on the ground, but she followed Lao Qian along the ditch.

Almost half an hour later, Qiao Qingyu's black rain boots were covered with mud, and she couldn't walk anymore, so she stopped. Lao Qian pointed to the front, "No need to look, the members have already checked, we can't see here. If you walk further, you can see more than 600 members cleaning the mud in the ditch there, and more than 100 people took the initiative to work."

Lao Qian's voice was delighted.

He was also excited and asked the county leaders to let him work until the autumn harvest.

After the thousand-silk hemp harvested, he voluntarily resigned and did not cause trouble to his leader.

So Lao Qian, who had been thinking about it, really had no psychological burden, and he felt relieved all of his life, so he happily took Qiao Qingyu to the 3,000 acres of wasteland.

The emergence of seedlings here is uneven. After all, some wastelands are barely good, while others are too bad. Some of them have encountered a tornado, and a layer of soil on them has been swept away.

Preliminary estimates also resulted in more than 100 acres of losses.

But these are not problems. After the seedlings emerge, the majority of seedlings can be transplanted. This is called seedling replenishment.

Especially barley grass, not only was not affected, but it all came out of the soil, revealing its sharp leaves.
Chapter completed!