Miracle Doctor Little Farmer

Although Sun Guilan is almost thirty years old, she is an out-and-out beauty. A few of the lazy people in the village love nothing more than to go for her trouble.

"Baliang, bring food to your father?" Hearing Zhao Baliang's greeting, Sun Guilan asked with a smile.

Since she had just returned from the field, Sun Guilan's shirt collar was wide open, revealing a large area of snow white on her chest.

Seeing Zhao Baliang staring at herself, Sun Guilan looked down, then "giggled" and said, "You hairy boy, you dare to take advantage of your sister-in-law, believe it or not, gouge out your eyes."

"No, how dare I. Zhao Baliang saw that Sun Guilan was not angry, but he didn't dare to look at it anymore, and quickly looked away.

"Is there anything else you kid don't dare?" Sun Guilan changed her words and said, "Hurry up and bring food to your father, I see that he is still digging drainage ditches!"

When he came to his field, Zhao Xiangqian was digging drainage ditches in the field, preparing to water the crops. In this weather, it has not rained for almost a month, and if there is no watering, the crops in the field will die of drought.

"Dad, it's time to eat. Zhao Baliang shouted at Zhao Xiangqian, who was digging a drainage ditch.

Raising his head and seeing Zhao Baliang bringing food to him, Zhao Xiangqian put down the work in his hand and walked towards Zhao Baliang.

"Dad, hurry up and eat. Zhao Baliang skillfully took out the meals in the rice basket and handed them to Zhao Xiangqian one by one.

After taking the meal and putting it on the ground, Zhao Xiangqian said while eating: "The crops in the field are dying of drought, and it seems that it will not rain in a short time this day." "

Dad, won't you have to carry water to water the ground again?" Zhao Baliang hurriedly asked. Carrying water to water the ground, this is definitely Zhao Baliang's nightmare.

"What if you don't carry water?" Zhao Xiangqian asked as he ate.

"Dad, why don't we buy a pump. Zhao Baliang hurriedly said: "Our family has seven or eight acres of land, relying on people to carry water, we have to be tired to death!"

"Didn't I also carry water last year, why didn't I die of exhaustion." You stinky boy knows that you are lazy, we farmers can't bear this little hardship?" Zhao Xiangqian stopped his chopsticks, looked at Zhao Baliang and said.

knew that it was useless to tell Zhao Xiangqian no matter how much he spoke, so Zhao Baliang simply shut up. In fact, the pumping machine is not expensive, and the water pipe is only more than a thousand yuan. Coupled with the cost of diesel, it is no more than 2,000 yuan.

However, two thousand yuan is definitely something that can be saved for Zhao Xiangqian. Because there are only seven or eight acres of land at home, and two strong laborers can be watered in a week.

After Zhao Xiangqian finished eating, Zhao Baliang went back with a rice basket. Zhao Baliang has been weak since he was a child, and Zhao Xiangqian was really reluctant to let him do heavy work, so he did not propose to let Zhao Baliang work in the field. Even if it was last year, it was Zhao Qianqian who carried water, and Zhao Baliang and Liu Cuihua watered it.

After returning home and gobbling up the meal, Zhao Baliang returned to his room. He has a computer in his house that he bought last year from the second-hand thrift market in town. Although this computer card can only go to the forum and chat, but it is also Zhao Baliang's baby!

Thinking of the wild ginseng he dug before, Zhao Baliang took out his brick mobile phone, took a few photos, and then posted it on the forum to see if there was anyone who knew the goods and came to buy his ginseng.

If the ginseng is sold, Zhao Baliang plans to buy a pumping machine, and there is not much money anyway. Moreover, you can make money by buying a pumping machine!

An afternoon passed quickly, and no one cared about Zhao Baliang's post selling ginseng, and some of the replies below were all passing by and the like, which had no practical significance.

At dinner in the evening, Zhao Baliang told Liu Cuihua about letting her go to Zhou Ting's house to propose marriage.

Suddenly hearing her son say this, Liu Cuihua was shocked at the same time, but also opened her mouth to persuade Zhao Baliang: "Okay, don't have that dream." Zhou Ting is a college student, not to mention our village, even the people in the surrounding villages are about to step on the threshold of the Zhou family, have you seen Zhou Ting relieved?"

"Mom, you don't understand. In fact, Zhou Ting also likes me. Saying that, Zhao Baliang couldn't help but think of the scene this morning, anyway, the two kissed each other, didn't they?

Reaching out and touching Zhao Baliang's forehead, Liu Cuihua said: "Don't have a fever, how can you talk nonsense." As he spoke, he sandwiched a piece of meat for Zhao Baliang and said, "Eat more, and help your father dig the drainage ditch tomorrow. "

Hey...... I don't know what's going on, and there is a big drought this year?" said Zhao Xiangqian, who had not spoken. Last year, there was a severe drought, and the crops in the fields were seriously reduced, and this year there was a severe drought. This has greatly affected the farmers who depend on the weather for food. There was a great drought, and the harvest in the fields was reduced by a small half. If you encounter extreme weather, it may be a failure to harvest.

Fortunately, Lushui Village is surrounded by a large river, but I am not worried that the crops will die of drought. As long as you put in a little effort, dig your own drainage ditch and fetch water for watering.

"Mom, you just ask someone to go to Zhou's house to talk about it. Zhao Baliang couldn't help but beg Liu Cuihua again. Judging from today's situation, Zhou Ting is likely to be interesting to herself. Besides, in addition to his academic qualifications, he is not worse than Zhou Ting, why does Zhou Ting look down on herself?