jdhmnovel Chapter 915 He also contributed
Chapter 915 He also contributed
The two of them walked and took pictures, and then felt a little melancholy.
Where is this remote peanut-growing area in Jia Village?
They don’t know!
But soon someone brought a pillow to him when he felt sleepy. When they arrived at the next village, they met the old farmer who was still busy working in the fields.
Wei just grabbed the camera and took a picture.
Then he walked up to him and said, "Uncle, it's already noon, why haven't you gone home yet?"
"The sun is very strong at noon. If you pull the grass down and expose it to the sun, it will wilt and die." The old farmer looked up and saw that it was still Wei Gang and Song Wen, so he patiently explained, "So do more work now, and you will have less work to do later."
Wei Gang understood that this meant that he would not be given a chance to come back to life!
The old farmers know more!
After sighing in his heart, Wei Gang advised the old farmer, "Uncle, it's too hot today. You should go home early. Don't work too hard and get a heat stroke later. That would be a waste of time."
The old farmer heard Wei Gang's advice and said happily, "I'll be back soon, I'll be back soon!"
Wei Gang saw that the old farmer was still talking, but his hands did not stop. They pulled out a weed accurately and stopped trying to persuade him.
The old farmer must have known this.
He'd better not make trouble.
But Wei just remembered the embarrassment he had with Song Wen just now, "Uncle, I want to ask you something!"
"What's the matter? Just tell me." When the old farmer heard that the two reporters wanted to see him about something, he immediately stopped weeding.
"We want to go and see the peanut field in the remote area of Jiazhuang." Wei Gang didn't beat around the bush and stated his idea directly.
"What are you doing there in the middle of the day?" The old farmer looked up at the sun. "You can go there now, but when you get there, it's already noon and it's so hot it's killing you!"
"We want to go and see how the peanuts are growing," Wei Gang said with a look of reluctance on his face, "to see if we can save them by applying fertilizer or pulling out weeds. If we can, we'll talk to the people in Jiazhuang."
"You'd better not waste your time on this," the old farmer advised Wei Gang, "The people in Jiazhuang have the same surname as them, they are fake! Believe it or not, you went there and said yes, but as soon as you left, they threw this matter out of their minds!"
"But uncle, we think it's not easy for us rural people to make a living. Now that someone from Beijing has come to guarantee the purchase, why can't we take this opportunity to make some money and improve our family's living conditions?" Song Wen quickly followed Wei Gang's reasoning, "At least we can send our children to school, which is also a good thing for long-term development!"
"Oh!" The old farmer sighed, "You two young people are right. We can't just let the people of Jiazhuang develop freely. Otherwise, the surrounding villages will have better conditions, and only their village will be in poor conditions. It won't sound good if people tell others about it!"
"Uncle, you are really enlightened!" Song Wen gave a thumbs up to the old farmer.
"It's not a matter of high consciousness, it's a matter of not wanting to see others live a hard life!" The old farmer looked at the green peanuts in front of him, the light of expectation in his eyes was very dazzling, "I believe that as long as our villages grow peanuts well, poverty alleviation and prosperity are just around the corner. So it's not a big deal to lend a hand to the people of Jiazhuang."
After saying this, the old farmer pointed to the distance and said, "You two keep going straight. When you get to the end of the road and turn a corner, you will see a large peanut field. It is very easy to tell which peanut field is growing poorly, and which field belongs to Jiazhuang."
Upon hearing this, Song Wen and Wei Gang thanked the old farmer again and again, then walked in the direction the old farmer had pointed out under the scorching sun.
When they arrived at the place, the two of them easily distinguished which land belonged to Jiazhuang.
Because the difference is too obvious.
Except for the peanut fields in Jiazhuang, the peanuts in other fields are growing well, and there are no weeds between the rows, which shows that someone is taking good care of them.
As for Jiazhuang, peanut seedlings and weeds each account for half, and the weeds seem to be more dominant, with thicker branches and leaves than the peanut seedlings.
This also proves that the people in Jiazhuang probably didn't take care of the peanuts here after sowing.
What a waste of such good land!
The two were very angry and at the same time felt very sorry.
But there is no power to change.
Because Village Chief Jia doesn't look like the kind of person who is good at learning other people's opinions!
Even if they said everything, the result would probably be the same!
Moreover, the people in that village are of the same blood as the village chief and are in cahoots with him, so they are not willing to change themselves.
Bad bamboo can't produce good bamboo shoots!
I'm talking about the people from Jiazhuang.
After the two of them sighed, Wei Gang quickly framed the scene and took photos.
"Wei Gang, take some more pictures of the peanuts from Jiazhuang and the peanuts from other surrounding villages, so that the difference will be more obvious." Song Wen reminded Wei Gang not to forget.
"Don't worry, only comparison will cause more harm," Wei Gang took the time to extend his hand to show his understanding, "I must leave them with solid evidence."
After Wei Gang finished filming, the two walked back together.
"Wei Gang, do you think there is a chance to save the peanuts in Jiazhuang and make them grow like the peanuts in other surrounding villages?" Song Wen asked Wei Gang with hope.
"I can't say for sure. I don't understand this," Wei Gang didn't dare to make any promises. "It would be great if I could meet the uncle. I can ask him then. I'm sure he will give me an accurate answer."
"I guess we won't meet him again," Song Wen sighed, "It's already late, the uncle must be going out to eat and rest!"
"That's true," Wei Gang felt hungry right after he finished speaking. "I'm hungry too. The uncle must be even hungrier after working so long. I'll definitely go back and eat."
"Speaking of eating," Song Wen took out the fried cakes he bought in the morning from his bag, "Eat them quickly! Otherwise, our stomachs won't be able to take it!"
"Oh, it would be nice to have a glass of water at this time!" Wei Gang took the pancake, took a bite, and said with his eyes narrowed.
"Don't even think about the water," Song Wen continued to take out cucumbers from his bag, "It's great to have this cucumber to eat!"
Wei Gang was very surprised. He took the cucumber and took a bite. It was crisp and sweet. "When did you buy this? How come I didn't know about it!"
"When I went to buy fried dough cakes, I saw someone selling them. I thought it would be inconvenient for us to drink water at noon, so I bought some and put them in my bag for emergency use." Song Wen also took a bite of the cucumber and instantly felt the summer heat subsided a little.
"You know it!" Wei Gang felt so happy to follow Song Wen out.
He doesn't have to worry about anything. Song Wen will help him consider everything. All he has to do is to provide people.
Oh, that’s not right either!
He also contributed!
Thinking of this, Wei Gang quickened his eating speed. After finishing his meal, he said, "Let's go back early and see if we can buy a ticket back to Beijing as soon as possible and tell President Su and Manager Zhong what happened here."