Chapter 788 Five Zero Miserable Sister-in-Law (21)

"When did this happen?"

  Captain Fu didn't quite believe it, Tian Tian was under his nose, since when did he see her draw?

   "Captain, the painting is really finished! We can testify, and we all participated in it!" Xiao Jing and others surrounded him with smiles.

  Captain Fu was even more puzzled: "When did it happen? What about the painting? Why didn't I see it?"

   "There it is!"

   Everyone surrounded the captain and walked to the field.

  When digging the canal, I built a simple watchtower by the way—a few steps were built with tree stumps. Standing on the highest point, I can overlook the fields in the distance.

   "Captain, stand up and watch."

  Captain Fu was full of doubts, stepped on the tree stump and climbed up a few blocks, just about to ask "There are no paintings here", when suddenly, he was stunned.

  It turns out that the whole field is the canvas, and the crops are the paint for painting:

  The green color of the ears of rice, the yellow color of corn stalks, the red color of sorghum, and the stubble of wheat left after harvesting constitute the picture of "Field of Hope·Harvest".

  Xu Yin was inspired by the popular "field paintings" in the new countryside in later generations, so she conceived such an ingenious "Harvest Celebration Poster".

  On Zhenger Bajing painting paper, firstly, there is no paint, and secondly, it cannot truly reflect the joy of harvest.

   And in this field, looking at the crops that are rising and falling, new and old alternately, the word "harvest" is vividly in front of your eyes. This is the field of hope, the beautiful field!

   "Captain, if you know people from the newspaper office, you can invite them to come over and take a photo as a souvenir. Isn't this more meaningful than painting?"

   Fu Rongxing made sense in his thinking. He asked the journalists to come and take a photo. Not only can they save a file, but it can be regarded as an explanation for the report performance of the "Busy Farming Festival".

  The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, Captain Fu immediately set off for the city: "The comrade reporter who came back to interview Xu Yin last time is from the Workers' Daily, so I'll go find him!"

   "Hey—captain! The food hasn't been weighed yet!"

   "Do you still need me to keep an eye on weighing the grain? Xiao Xu, you take everyone to weigh the grain, and you will report it later."

   "..."

   All the team members look at me and I look at you. When the captain walked away, they laughed.

   "The captain has changed!"

   "It has indeed changed! I used to value the grain harvest so much! Not to mention the distance, just a few days ago, I wanted to weigh it on the spot just after it was harvested."

   "The captain is more and more at ease with us."

   "You think too much, the captain is relieved of Xu Yin."

   "..."

   Everyone covered their faces silently, and they said the same thing! With Xu Yin around, who would dare to be lazy and not work?

  Xu Yin: "..."

  What happened to the sudden quietness of the air? My sister didn't say anything, did she?

   On the other side, Fu Rongxing drove the bullock cart excitedly to the city, and went to the Workers' Daily to find the comrade reporter who had met once.

   When Reporter Li heard that there was such a fresh "painting", he picked up his camera and followed Fu Rongxing to Hewozitun.

  At the gate, I met the editor-in-chief and several leaders of the organization department on inspection, and asked him where he was going.

  Reporter Li told the truth.

   "Paintings in the field?"

  The leaders found it very novel, can the crops in the field be painted?

   "Go! Take a look!"

  Anyway, they came down to inspect, where is it not an inspection?

  So, the newspaper office didn't even enter the gate, so it turned around and went to Hewozitun.

  Fu Rongxing was flattered, isn't this battle too big?

   "Huh? Isn't that Lao Fu?"

   Zhou Hengchang came to the city to do errands, and saw Fu Rongxing driving an ox cart, pulling a reporter comrade holding a camera, following a jeep and passing by him.

   "Old Fu! What are you doing?"

  Fu Rongxing didn't have time to chat with him at the moment, and he was going out of the city soon, and he had to go ahead to lead the comrades leading the way, so he answered hastily: "I have something to do, let's talk about it later!"

   Zhou Hengchang is shrewd. Those who have cameras these days are not ordinary people. He rolled his eyes, ran after the bullock cart for a few steps, and sat on it.

   "Old Zhou, you are..." Fu Rongxing's head grew dizzy, "What are you doing here?"

   "Didn't you say that your team has grown a lot of vegetables? I'm here to learn from you. What? I'm not welcome?"

  Captain Fu: "..."

  You have said everything, what else can I say?

   "All right, all right, go if you want! But I really have something to do, and I don't have time to entertain you when I get there, so don't blame me for not greeting you well."

   As soon as the words fell, another person came, it was Captain Qiu who exchanged tasks with Captain Fu, and he came to pull cloth to make uniform uniforms for the Yangko Dancers.

   "Old Fu, what are you doing here?"

  Hearing Zhou Hengchang said that he wanted to visit the Yuanshan Reclamation Team, he jumped into the bullock cart without saying anything.

  Captain Fu: "..."

   How about hitchhiking one by one?

   Didn't come here uninvited like you!

   But he has no time to argue with them now, the leader's jeep is still waiting for him to catch up and lead the way!

  On the way, Zhou Hengchang pulled Captain Qiu to ask about the harvest. Knowing that Xihe’s harvest was not as much as Qinghe’s, Zhou Hengchang felt complacent, and turned his head to ask about the situation of the Yuanshan team: “Old Fu, how is your team’s harvest?”

   "It's okay." Captain Fu wasn't focused on chatting, so he answered casually, and didn't say any more.

   Zhou Hengchang thought he was saving face, and the harvest must have been unsatisfactory, and he was embarrassed to say it in front of reporter Li, so he just said it. I have settled a lot for this. As long as he wins the Yuanshan team, it is a victory in his opinion.

   "Woo—it's here!"

  Captain Fu grabbed the reins and jumped out of the bullock cart first.

  The leaders also got off the jeep.

   "It's getting late, let's go directly to the field to see the 'Crop Painting'." The editor-in-chief conveyed the meaning of the leaders.

  Captain Fu nodded and led the crowd to the field.

   Zhou Hengchang and Captain Qiu looked at each other and followed.

   "What's the matter with Lao Fu? He won't tell me."

   "Follow me and have a look and you'll know!"

  In the field, Xu Yin is leading the team members to pile up straw.

   Wheat straw after wheat threshing is a good material for fire, and plant ash after fire is also a good thing for fertilization and sterilization. It can be said that wheat straw and straw are definitely treasures in the countryside.

  After the busy farming season, the haystacks stand like fortresses in the fields and fields, and they need to smoke a few.

  Under Xu Yin’s conscious stacking, the stacks of wheat straw are perfectly integrated with the “crop painting”, and the stacks of wheat straw become the barns “in the painting”.

  The leaders looked at the vast fields after the harvest, and exclaimed: "This is the wasteland opened by your team? Turn the wasteland into fertile land in such a short time?"

Captain Fu said modestly: "That's not true. The ones that have planted crops and harvested are only about a hundred acres, and the rest are still in the growing period. The furthest few acres are those that have just opened before the busy season. sowing."

   "That's not bad! How long has it been? I remember that you all came here in March, right? It's only been four months with all your money. It's amazing! It's amazing!"

  The people talked all the way, walked along the river bank to the canal, and under the demonstration of Captain Fu, boarded the observation tower and saw the so-called "crop painting", and the collective was shocked...

  (end of this chapter)