The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

Zhao Dezhu saw that his old leader was busy, so he didn't hesitate and directly led He Pingan into the office. He Pingan looked around and couldn't help but jokingly said

"I haven't seen you for a few years. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Dezhu has become a duck. You have become completely prosperous! Your office is more spacious than mine. It seems that the supply and marketing system is indeed stronger than our public security!"

"Captain, why are you still insulting me? I didn't offend you!" When He Ping'an was the head of the regiment, he had a weak understanding of superiors and subordinates. As long as the soldiers could complete the mission, He Ping'an did not have too many requirements. With He Ping'an taking the lead, the soldiers in the regiment got along more casually.

"I came here this time to talk to you about something. If I remember correctly, your father is now the secretary of your village, right?" He Pingan took the teacup handed to him by Zhao Dezhu and asked.

"Captain, you have a good memory. My father is indeed the village party secretary!" Zhao Dezhu nodded in response.

"I have some things to do, and I need some experienced hands to take care of the crops." He Ping'an then told him everything about reclaiming land for the steel mill and growing mushrooms and wood ear mushrooms.

"Thank you, old captain. You have no idea how miserable life is in the countryside right now. I went back to see my father a while ago and found that almost all the leaves on the trees in our village had been stripped clean. Now, with these jobs, the villagers can finally have a full meal!"

Zhao Dezhu was still the Zhao Dezhu that He Ping'an knew. Li Huaide saw the huge political benefits hidden in it, while Zhao Dezhu only wanted his fellow villagers to have a full meal. Perhaps this was the reason why he was able to win the beauty in the end!

"Don't thank me yet. I have a requirement: the people who help me with the work must be honest and reliable, and they must be good at collecting crops. You can't just choose whoever is close to your family or has a good relationship with you. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, it will not end well. I tell you..."

He Pingan believed that Zhao Dezhu would not deceive him. But he was too careless and a little emotional. Therefore, He Pingan explained the interests involved to him directly to prevent him from getting confused. Of course, he also warned his father through Zhao Dezhu, after all, he had never met this man.

Originally, He Pingan was going to talk to Zhao Dezhu's father about these things. But although he was Zhao Dezhu's leader, he was also his junior. Even if it was for official business, it would seem too cold. In order not to make things difficult for Zhao Dezhu, He Pingan could only act in a roundabout way.

"It has to be the old captain who will remember us when there are benefits!" Zhao Dezhu has not been the director for more than a year in vain. After He Ping'an's reminder, he also understood the meaning of it.

"Okay, you still act like you're eighteen years old, aren't you ashamed? If you're free, take me to your village and try to settle the matter today!" He Ping'an waved his hand to stop Zhao Dezhu from showing off.

When He Pingan parked the car at the door of Zhao's house, he saw an old man with a typical peasant look squatting in the corner smoking a pipe. He was probably Zhao Dezhu's father. As expected, Zhao Dezhu jumped out of the car, walked up to the old man, and said with a smile:

"Dad, what are you doing squatting here? Did mom kick you out again?"

Old man Zhao was naturally happy to see his beloved son come back, and the father and son chatted for a while.

He Pingan was tactful enough not to interrupt the conversation between the father and son of the Zhao family. He waited until Zhao Dezhu looked at him in the car before getting out of the car with the gift he had prepared. Then, of course, there was another round of greetings. Through the conversation, He Pingan also knew who Zhao Dezhu's carelessness came from. If Zhao Dezhu's mother hadn't heard the noise, He Pingan estimated that the three of them would have chatted outside until noon. However, this also made He Pingan feel a lot more at ease. It is better to be simple-minded than to be full of conspiracy.

After He Pingan followed the three Zhao family members into the house, he winked at Zhao Dezhu who was grinning beside him. Zhao Dezhu finally came to his senses and began to tell his father the purpose of his return. After hearing this, the old man Zhao had the same reaction as Zhao Dezhu, lamenting that his villagers could finally have a full meal. He Pingan was completely relieved when he saw this.

Since it was decided to hand over the matter to the villagers of Zhaojia, He Pingan did not delay any longer. He returned to the car and moved the raw materials needed for mushroom cultivation into Zhao's house. He began to explain the method of mushroom cultivation to Zhao Dezhu's parents.

Mushroom cultivation is not too difficult. As early as more than a thousand years ago in the Eastern Han Dynasty, people had already discovered how to grow mushrooms. It was nothing more than humidity, temperature, light, and making a culture dish to provide a place and nutrients for mushroom growth. After a busy day, He Pingan took out the mushroom bag he made from his pocket (space), put it into the culture dish, and finally it was done.

"Uncle Zhao, from now on, just pay attention to the room temperature and the humidity of the mushroom bed. Don't worry, I won't be a hands-off boss. I will come over every once in a while!"

After Zhao's parents nodded to show that they understood the specific operation, He Ping'an said goodbye. Of course, Old Man Zhao disagreed and insisted that He Ping'an stay for dinner, but He Ping'an refused. He Ping'an was not brave enough to eat at other people's houses in such a hungry year. He directly rejected the invitation of Zhao's parents and took Zhao Dezhu back to the city.

"Captain, although my family is poor, we can still afford to treat you to a meal! What's more, you are the great benefactor of our village. We would feel bad if you left without a meal!" On the way, Zhao Dezhu did not give up the idea of ​​treating He Ping'an to a meal.

"If you feel bad, work hard and try to make a name for yourself as soon as possible! Besides, who told you that I helped you for nothing? Now that you have the two magic weapons of mushrooms and working in the city, I believe that you and your father have unrivaled prestige in the village. I need you to run your village into a 'fortress village' that no one can penetrate. How about it? Can you do it?" He Pingan originally wanted to talk to Zhao Dezhu after he succeeded. But He Pingan's ears couldn't stand the noise from Zhao Dezhu, so he had to tell him in advance.

"Captain, someone is causing trouble for you. Tell me and see how I deal with him!" Zhao Dezhu said indignantly.

"Shut up, who dares to cause trouble to me! I'm just being prepared, just like the contingency plan we had when we carried out the mission back then! How about it, can you still 'cover it' this time?" Seeing Zhao Dezhu's performance, He Ping'an scolded him but was very satisfied in his heart.

"Don't worry, Captain. I will definitely handle any task you assign to me!" Zhao Dezhu saluted and assured.

It was already past four in the afternoon when He Pingan returned to the steel mill. Zhao Dezhu had no choice but to beg He Pingan to eat. As a result, they had been eating until now, and Zhao Dezhu was even more drunk and unconscious.

Looking at the darkening sky, He Pingan exhaled a heavy puff of smoke and muttered to himself, "The south, the steel mill, the countryside, and Nanjing, I hope I can get through this safely...!"