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Chapter 107

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    Feng Yimin is going to grow watermelons in greenhouses. As soon as the news came out, many people didn't understand it. It was the first time they heard of this new term, and no one believed that watermelons could be grown in his greenhouse.

    Even a man like Old Man Feng, who has seen the world, doubts whether his eldest son's mind is confused. For thousands of years, farmers have relied on the sky for food. They sow in spring and harvest in autumn. At most, Taoyuan Village  The climate here is hot, and some crops can be planted for a second time, but I have never heard that crops can be grown in winter. Isn't this a joke?  The key is that Professor Hao also accompanies him to fool around. Old man Feng can't understand it anyway. In his eyes, these people are crazy and want to change the temper of God. They really don't know how high the sky is.

    Seeing his eldest son busy all day long, and his interest still not diminished after several days, old man Feng stopped him worriedly and said: "Yimin, what on earth are you thinking?  Although your greenhouse doesn¡¯t cost much, your idea is fundamentally impossible. Aren¡¯t you wasting your time?¡±

    Feng Yimin didn't see it that way, and explained very patiently: "Dad, you don't know, foreigners have already had this technology and have successfully grown it. They can also grow vegetables and fruits in winter."  , all relying on the technology in the greenhouse, they can grow it successfully, why can't we? I really don't believe it, our Chinese farmers are worse than foreigners? I must grow this watermelon for them  , let foreigners come and take a look at our Chinese technology."

    In Old Man Feng's view, his eldest son was deceived by Professor Hao. If this technology could be so easy to succeed, why hadn't he heard of it before? Hasn't it been developed long ago?  Why wait until now?  So no matter how Feng Yimin explains it, Old Man Feng just doesn't believe it.

    The father and son were discussing there, and the women at home also quietly pricked up their ears to eavesdrop. Not to mention the worry in Mrs. Feng's eyes, even Su Wan, a cultured person, did not believe in this technology.  He persuaded her quite tactfully: "My father, everyone is resting in this winter, so don't be too careful about the crops in the field. It's best if you plant them. If you can't plant them, it's okay."

    Feng Yimin felt aggrieved and panicked. It didn't matter that his parents didn't understand him. Why didn't even his wife support him? Now he couldn't help but tell the real reason, so he cleared his throat very seriously.  He said: "Let me tell you the truth, I don't grow watermelons for those vain things. Think about it, if I grow watermelons in the middle of winter, how valuable will this watermelon be? This is a real rarity."  , I have also planted a lot of cucumbers and green vegetables. If I can succeed, I can sell them on the market before the Chinese New Year, and they will definitely sell for a lot of money."

    Having said this, Feng Yimin breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the girl next to him and said: "Actually, my biggest wish is to let our family Mengmeng eat a bite of fresh vegetables and fruits. Look at her little person.  My son, it¡¯s just when I¡¯m greedy. I¡¯m not happy if I don¡¯t have watermelon to eat. When I saw it, I couldn¡¯t help but feel sad. Her dad and I don¡¯t have any other skills. It¡¯s okay just for this field. Don¡¯t we just want a watermelon?  ? Dad will plant it for you right now, so that we, Mengmeng, can be happy."

    Feng Yimin didn't want to say this at first, because there was no sign of the watermelon in his greenhouse. To be honest, he didn't know what to do. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to grow it in the end and would leave a bad impression on his daughter as a boaster. Now look at it.  It was only when his family no longer planned to support him that he had to speak out.

    Don't underestimate Mengmeng, she is actually sensible. She didn't expect that her father would take her casual words seriously. Her little heart was so moved that she ran up to him and raised her eyebrows.  He raised his head and said sweetly: "Daddy is so kind. I love daddy."

    Feng Yimin was so excited when he heard that, the bright smile on his face was as sweet as eating honey. He picked up his little girl and spun her around in circles. The father and daughter laughed, and Feng Yimin even started talking to Mengmeng.  Liao Gou Gou promised: "Dad will definitely grow watermelons for you. We and Gou Gou will not change for a hundred years."

    When the Feng family heard that he was doing it for Mengmeng, they immediately had no objections. Their attitude changed faster than flipping through a book. As long as it was something Mengmeng wanted, no matter how difficult it was, they would find a way to satisfy it. There were no conditions to create conditions.  I also want to go there, this eldest son is good, not bad, not bad.

    After Feng Yimin took care of his family, he went to work in the greenhouse every day like a chicken blood. The Feng family's greenhouse was built as high as one person. It used bamboo as a support and covered it with two layers of plastic film. It looked quite similar.  It looks decent, but to outsiders, it looks weird. People in the village already know that the village chief's family came up with this thing to grow watermelons in the winter. It's just a daydream and impossible.  They are all waiting to see the joke, ?There were several boats moored, and she got tired of seeing them every day, so she pointed at the fishing boats next to them and said, "Is that like that? That boat is not fun, it stinks."

    She was talking about the fishy smell on the fishing boat. The fishermen often go out to sea to catch fish, and after a long time they naturally become infected with the fishy smell. When exposed to the sun, the smell is simply overwhelming. Mengmeng has loved to be clean since she was a child.  She was unwilling to get close to such a fishing boat.

    "No, no, that big ship is under the water." The big turtle saw that she didn't understand and was very anxious. If it could speak, it would have spoken long ago. Unfortunately, it could only slowly describe the big ship to Mengmeng in its consciousness.  The big turtle clearly remembers its appearance, including how big and deep it is, how high the mast on the ship is, and where it is. It treats it as a playground, and of course it has to share it with Mengmeng.

    Mengmeng listened to its description, and the expression on her face became more and more surprised. After hearing this, even her little mouth opened, and she kept asking: "Really? Really?"

    She was filled with curiosity. How big was that ship? It must be fun inside. She also wanted to go up and take a look. Until the big turtle told her the location of the ship, a ship suddenly appeared in her mind.  Before she could react and take a closer look at the shadow of the big ship, there was a small bottle on her little hand. It was smaller than Mengmeng's hand. The color was yellow and very beautiful, and there was a blue eye painted on it.  There were foreigners, and a foreign child with wings. There were several small shells on the bottle, and there was a lid on the top. Mengmeng opened it hard and found that it was full of water.

    When the big turtle saw it, he excitedly showed it to her: "These are the things on the boat. There are many more inside. Let's go and see them together."

    It turned around and crawled into the sea first, and Mengmeng followed suit. Although the wind blowing from the sea was strong and cold, Mengmeng was not afraid of it. She did not feel cold at all.  The closer she got to the water, the warmer she felt.

    Getting closer, Mengmeng was already close to the edge of the sea water. If she walked further, the waves would kiss her little feet. She was happily preparing to jump down when she heard a shout from a distance: "Sister  Don¡¯t go, it¡¯s dangerous, come back quickly!¡± (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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