Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

When the last howl disappeared into the wilderness, the battle finally came to an end.

Yang Ming stood among the wolf corpses, still gasping for breath but with a sharp gaze.

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"Lao Ma, Gao Yu, clean up the battlefield quickly, we have to hurry." There was unquestionable urgency in his words.

Gao Yu looked at the scene in front of him, his heart filled with shock and admiration.

"Xiao Tao, you...you are such a monster!"

He murmured to himself. Old Ma nodded silently, with both amazement and worry in his eyes. He knew that the road ahead was still long, and Yang Ming's strength and determination would be their most precious wealth.

The wind was cold and biting, and Yang Ming, Gao Yu and Lao Ma were sitting around the campfire, enjoying the rare tranquility. Suddenly, a burst of rapid wolf howls broke the silence, and then a group of hungry wolves rushed out from the darkness and pounced on them.

"Be careful!" Yang Ming stood up suddenly, without any hesitation, picked up a wooden stick and rushed out. His action was so fast that Gao Yu and Lao Ma were stunned.

"Teacher Yang, you..." Gao Yu shouted in surprise. He didn't expect that Teacher Yang, who was usually gentle and polite, would have such a brave side.

Old Ma smiled slightly, with a glimmer of approval in his eyes: "Don't be fooled by his literary appearance at ordinary times. At the critical moment, our teacher Yang is a man of both civil and military talents."

As he spoke, Lao Ma quickly picked up a thicker wooden stick and followed Yang Ming closely. The two of them, one in front and one behind, engaged in a fierce fight with the wolves.

Lao Ma was experienced, and each of his sticks landed accurately on the wolves' vital points. Soon, several half-dead wolves fell to the ground, howling.

After a fierce battle, the wolves were finally repelled. Gao Yu quickly adjusted his emotions, recovered from the shock, and began to clean up the battlefield with Lao Ma.

They carefully carried the wolf corpses onto the jeep, being extra careful with each move.

"Old Ma, you have to keep these wolf skins well and make blankets to keep you warm in winter." Gao Yu reminded while wiping the sweat off his face.

Lao Ma nodded and tapped the wolves' heads gently with the stick in his hand, ensuring that they completely lost their ability to resist while trying not to damage the integrity of the wolf skin.

The two of them worked in perfect harmony and quickly dealt with all the wolf corpses.

Looking at the car full of wolf corpses, Lao Ma felt a warm feeling in his heart. He turned to look at Yang Ming and was about to open his mouth to thank him, but Yang Ming beat him to it.

“The wolves attacked this time because of the mutton I bought. I should take the main responsibility.” Yang Ming said sincerely without any excuse.

Hearing this, Lao Ma admired him even more: "Teacher Yang, you are being too polite. We are a team, we share the good and the bad. Besides, without your bravery, how could we have solved the crisis so smoothly?"

Gao Yu also nodded repeatedly and silently remembered this favor in his heart.

The jeep started slowly. Although it seemed a bit heavy due to being loaded with too many wolf carcasses and other items, the interior of the car was filled with laughter.

Yang Ming and Gao Yu stood outside the car respectively, holding the car with one hand and carrying the remaining items with the other, their faces filled with satisfaction and joy.

"Haha, now we'll have something to eat in the winter!" Gao Yu laughed heartily.

"Yes, and there are these wolf skins, which can be made into several warm blankets." Old Ma added. The laughter echoed in the wilderness, as if even the cold wind was moved by it.

Meanwhile, in the far north, inside a spacious greenhouse, the scene is quite different: it is as warm as spring, and the lights cast softly on the emerald green corn, making the place full of life.

A group of women in short-sleeved clothes were busy in the fields, some bending over to pick corn, some lowering their heads to clear weeds, and everyone's face was filled with the joy of a good harvest.

The girls' silver bell-like laughter rang out from time to time, adding a bit of liveliness and vitality to this busy and warm scene.

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At the end of the shed, two middle-aged men were standing together and talking.

One of the middle-aged men wearing a white vest is named Li Dashan. He is the technical director of this greenhouse and knows every corn plant well.

The other middle-aged man in a well-dressed suit was Director Zhang from the County Agricultural Bureau. He came here to understand the operation of the greenhouse and plan its future development.

"Li Dashan, your greenhouse is doing really well. The yield is getting higher every year." Director Zhang nodded with satisfaction.

"Thanks to the support and guidance of the county, as well as everyone's joint efforts," Li Dashan responded modestly.

The two continued to discuss the greenhouse's irrigation system, pest control, and market sales, with their eyes flashing with infinite longing for the future.

The sun shines on the vast cornfield, and the golden waves rise and fall with the wind, as if the earth is also dressed in festive attire. A team of soldiers marches in neat steps, shuttling between the corn stalks, their eyes showing both seriousness and expectation.

Middle-aged agricultural expert Utem stood on the edge of the field, looking at the scene of the harvest, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"Look, Comrade Gelt, this is the hope of our alliance!" He pointed to the unusually large corn plants, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.

Comrade Gelt, dressed in a neat suit, stood next to Uttam, with a calm smile on his face, but pride in his eyes could not be concealed.

"Yes, Utem, this is our pride. These corns will prove that our agricultural technology is at the forefront of the world." He gently stroked the ears of corn, as if he was talking to an old friend.

Late at night, Gelt sat alone in the light of his study, staring at the report on corn seeds on the table.

He felt mixed emotions, proud of his achievements today, but also uneasy about his secret. Those magical seeds were not independently developed by the alliance, but were secretly imported from China by him.

This decision made him stand at the pinnacle of honor, but it also left him with a heavy psychological burden.

"I can't use it again." He warned himself secretly in his heart, "It only takes this time to let the alliance see hope. That's enough."

Gelt knew that the true value of these seeds lay in their potential, not in simple replication, and he had to carefully protect this secret until the alliance became truly powerful.

Just as Gelt was immersed in his thoughts, a burst of urgent alarms broke the silence of the night.

He suddenly looked up and looked out the window, only to see several dark shadows passing through the night sky. They were "Blackbird" reconnaissance planes, and they seemed to be spying on the alliance's movements again. Gelt frowned, and an inexplicable anger and worry surged in his heart.

"Why is it always like this?" he whispered to himself, "Can't we have a moment of peace?"

He quickly stood up, walked to the window, and stared at the receding dark shadows, his heart filled with a premonition of unknown crisis.

He knew that as an agricultural expert, he had to pay attention not only to the crops in the fields, but also to the security of the country.