A nation's industrial development begins with junior engineers.

Chapter 615 Jiang Dong's Gift-Giving Journey

There are differing opinions on who is the most daring.

Anyway, the person Jiang Dong went to see was no good. Let's not talk about this for now, because if we do, he'll be arrested.

Well, I can't just not mention it.

Jiang Dong, the "big sister," led some children to care for the lonely and widowed.

Yes, it's really true that she's lonely and widowed.

A huge garden has been filled with vegetables planted by a lonely person. What was originally written by a writer in "A Day in Spring" as "going to a certain village to see the crabapple blossoms" has turned into looking at chive blossoms in a greenhouse.

Yes, I know it's February, and I also know that chive blossoms in Beijing don't appear until August. So this is quite unusual. However, I misspoke about the greenhouse; it should be called a small greenhouse.

Therefore, it is not surprising that some colleagues from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences appeared here.

After a flurry of activity, the two researchers stood before the senior colleague to report their observations.

"It has to be you. You truly are an extraordinary person who takes the unconventional path. I never knew you were so skilled at farm work..."

"Hey! This little plot of land, I just wanted to see how much grain I could grow. The seeds I scattered by accident are growing quite well, but the cabbages I've been carefully tending are growing like ghosts..."

"Have you been burning a brazier in your shed lately?"

"Yeah! It burned for a week, and then I didn't really take care of it!"

The comrade from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences twitched his lips: "And you say you took meticulous care of them... It's no wonder these cabbages have struggled to survive until now..."

Huh?

Wow, are these Chinese cabbages really that resistant to freezing? And these chives, is it because of this that they've mutated?

But I'm so conflicted. Should I keep the fire burning to ensure the chive blossoms produce seeds, or should I leave it as it is?

The two researchers, a man and a woman, discussed it for a while and decided to try a "two-pronged approach"—no, half of it should be left as is, while the other half should be heated with a brazier to see if they could speed up the seed-setting process.

However, this is chives after all. If all else fails, you can dig up its roots and plant it.

With the "strange matter" resolved, the two colleagues from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences prepared to take their leave.

The lady hesitated for a long time before finally taking out two melons from the big horse she had ridden on.

"Old comrade, I came in a hurry and didn't bring anything good! These are cantaloupes I grew in my field, please keep them and try them! They're very sweet!"

The older comrade chuckled and touched the golden cantaloupe in the woman's hand with some emotion: "I've never asked where you came from, but this melon is quite rare. I even snatched half of it from Wang Huzi back then just to taste it. What's your name? Did you come all the way back from Tianshan?"

"Yes, old comrade! My name is Mingzhu! The Academy of Agricultural Sciences is holding a large meeting and requires us all to come back to participate!"

"No wonder! This horsemanship must have been honed on the frontier!" The old comrade looked at the fine horse and, perhaps recalling his own past riding, a look of fondness appeared in his eyes.

I couldn't help but lean over and want to touch its big head.

Unexpectedly, the horse snorted, tilted its head, and blinked its big eyes at the old comrade. At the same time, it stealthily turned its body, trying to point its hind hooves at the old comrade.

"Hey! She's got a strong personality!"

“Old comrade, be careful. This one’s stubborn too. The Academy of Agricultural Sciences brought it in from Xiao Ha, intending to use it as a stud. Unfortunately, it’s been disobedient ever since it arrived. I barely managed to ride it! I guess it’s been cooped up for too long without running, so I suggested to the leaders that we take it out for a ride…”

Teacher Mingzhu looked at the horse's posture and knew something was wrong, so she tried to pull on its bit.

"Oh! Foreign goods? Humph! That just deserves a beating!"

The old comrade snorted coldly, and an invisible aura of power swept over them.

A flicker of panic crossed the horse's eyes, and it opened its mouth as if to neigh.

"Huh? You dare to yell!"

Okay, the stubborn horse immediately became obedient, lowering its head and pawing at the ground somewhat awkwardly.

Wow! Grandpa is amazing!

Hmm? The old man looked up and saw a group of bright-eyed "little spectators" gathered around the perimeter of the courtyard. Were they children from the nearby farm?

It was a rare sight for the older man to see so many clean children, so he quickly restrained his imposing manner, lest he disturb the children!

With a wipe of his face, he instantly transformed into Maitreya Buddha, waving happily at the group of little red flowers.

"Little friend, want to come in and have some watermelon? It's so sweet and delicious!"

……

Being able to eat melons in winter is an unparalleled pleasure.

Especially when you cut this melon open, it's different. Inside the golden shell, there's actually red flesh.

"Wow! It's creamy!"

"Hehe, this is a new variety. Little friend, you don't have to be so careful when you eat it. Leave the pulp for Auntie; Auntie needs it!"

When Teacher Mingzhu saw the children straining against the melon pulp, she quickly intervened to stop them.

"Oh! Auntie, do you want seeds? Could you give us a few? Our village has built a reservoir, so we don't lack water anymore. We're sure we can grow the melons!" A little girl, not quite a child, looked up at Teacher Mingzhu hopefully.

"No, no. The climate is different. These melon seedlings can't withstand the harsh winters of Beijing!"

"Hey, winter happens everywhere. You can't lie to children like that..."

"There's no winter where Auntie went to the frontier!"

"Really?"

"Really! You don't know, the borders of our motherland are huge! Where I went, the surface temperature of the Gobi Desert at noon could reach 80 degrees Celsius! If you buried an egg there, it would be cooked in less than three minutes!"

Teacher Mingzhu also loves children very much. She shared her own experiences with the children, which surprised them greatly.

"Oh! So you joined the Ministry of Agriculture, but applied to be transferred to the frontier?"

"Yes! It wasn't easy! I had to plead and beg with the boss quite a bit!"

"Turpan, is that the Flaming Mountain from Journey to the West?"

"I don't know if it is or not. But the temperature there is always above 40 degrees Celsius!"

"You're amazing!"

The children's eyes lit up again, and as Teacher Mingzhu instructed, they carefully picked out the tiny seeds from the melon pulp one by one.

Seeing this, Teacher Mingzhu's affection for these children grew even stronger.

In particular, when Ms. Mingzhu took out the melon seeds she had collected over the years and explained the classification of melons to the children, she instantly became the children's favorite person.

Perhaps it was because she said something simple.

"My ideal is to bring the sweetness of melons to the people..."

"Auntie is the best! Hey, Uncle, you must be a really great person to be standing next to Auntie! Are you also a melon researcher?"

Jiang Dong glanced at the somewhat silent researcher beside Teacher Mingzhu and kindly handed him the cantaloupe whose seeds he had just processed.

The researcher scratched his head somewhat sheepishly: "Hehe, I'm not as good as her. I... I grafted a watermelon onto a pumpkin, and the result was something that 'neither looks like a watermelon nor a pumpkin'..."

As he spoke, the researcher gestured with his hand, "It tastes awful, both bitter and astringent!"

"Hahaha……"

The child smiled happily.

Jiang Dong clapped his hands in dissatisfaction: "Don't laugh! Don't laugh! Scientific research is never smooth sailing! Haven't you seen how my brother has to stay up for days to figure something out?"

As soon as the older sister spoke, the little guy immediately lowered his head and apologized to the researcher.

They not only expressed their support verbally, but also demonstrated it through their actions.

Everyone hurriedly helped the researcher onto a small stool, some massaging his shoulders, others rubbing his legs: "Uncle, you've worked so hard..."

"Keep it up, Uncle! Keep up the good work with science so we won't go hungry!"

The researcher had never received such treatment before, and he was overjoyed. Perhaps wanting to maintain his image in front of such an adorable child, he puffed out his chest slightly: "Uncle is amazing too! I grew super-sized sweet potatoes! One weighs 17 pounds!"

"Wow... I won't have to go hungry anymore! Even if I can eat three pounds, I still want to..."

"Hey, how do I calculate it again? Subtraction, right?"

……

The older man was delighted to see the children engrossed in doing calculations. "It's wonderful! I haven't seen so many people in a long time!"

However, these kids must have some extraordinary backgrounds! Farm kids don't know what cream tastes like, and besides, the one in charge even knows what scientific research is all about…

The old man sighed and thought about sending the group of children out the door.

No matter whose it is, no one should stay here for too long.

Just as they were about to act, they saw a head peek out from under the big tree outside the yard.

Hey! Little Li!