Courtyard House: After disbanding the Elderly Care Gang, I went to the countryside to cultivate immo

Time is like the babbling brook by the village, flowing unnoticed from the chilly spring to the lush summer.

While the crops in the fields of the village were still gathering strength for heading and flowering, the small vegetable garden in Lin Shengli's courtyard and the newly cultivated vegetable patch behind the educated youth settlement had already eagerly offered their first bountiful harvest.

Lin Shengli's vegetable garden is not big, only two or three acres, but he can't finish all the vegetables every day, so he has to give some to his neighbors to avoid waste.

That noon, Hu Guangming was strolling past Lin Shengli's small courtyard when his gaze was immediately drawn to the stunning greenery and abundance of the land.

He stopped, rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

"Victory! Is Victory at home?" Hu Guangming shouted across the fence, his voice filled with disbelief.

Lin Shengli was taking a nap inside when he heard the sound and came out: "Uncle Guangming, you were looking for me?"

Hu Guangming didn't answer, but pointed at the cucumber trellis, his fingers trembling slightly: "Did you grow these cucumbers?"

Lin Shengli glanced at his own vegetable garden and nodded: "Yes, we planted the seeds together with the educated youth settlement in the spring."

"My God!" Hu Guangming didn't care about anything else, pushed open the courtyard gate and went straight to the cucumber trellis.

He reached out and carefully lifted a heavy cucumber. It was cool and firm to the touch, with small thorns on the surface that pricked his hand slightly. The tender yellow flower at the top had not yet completely withered.

The cucumber vines climbed all over the trellis, their dense, emerald-green leaves layered upon each other, so thick that the trellis itself was almost invisible, glistening with an oily sheen in the sunlight.

The vines were unusually thick, even stronger than the cucumber vines that the village elders had been growing for many years, appearing vibrant and incredibly powerful.

The abundant fruits hanging from the vines were even more delightful; the tender cucumbers, with flowers and thorns still on their tops, were packed together, almost bending the trellis.

Each one was enormous, generally as thick as an adult's forearm and nearly two feet long, straight and symmetrical, like short sticks carved from jade.

"These are huge! How did they grow like this? I've lived for over fifty years and I've never seen cucumbers this big! Look at the vines, they're as thick as saplings! How many must they have produced?"

He circled the cucumber trellis, growing increasingly alarmed with each look.

Several layers of fruit were densely packed with gourds, some already quite large, others still the size of a finger with flowers on top, a testament to their enduring vitality.

"These few cucumber plants of yours are probably equivalent to the yield of several other families!" Hu Guangming murmured.

Just then, Shuanzi and Yadan, those two little gluttons, arrived right on time. They slipped in as if they knew the way well, staring longingly at Lin Shengli.

Lin Shengli smiled, casually picked two fresh cucumbers, rinsed them briefly with water from the well, and handed them to them: "Eat slowly, don't choke."

The two children took it, and without even wiping the water droplets off, they took a big gulp.

The crisp cracking sound was particularly pleasant, and the rich, sweet juice instantly filled their mouths. The unique, fresh, and crisp taste made the two little ones squint their eyes happily, their little cheeks bulging, and they ate with a crunching sound.

"Brother Shengli, your cucumbers are so delicious! They're sweeter and crisper than the ones Grandma grows!" Shuanzi said indistinctly while chewing.

Ya Dan nodded vigorously, with emerald green juice still clinging to the corner of her mouth.

This is something these two little guys say almost every day lately.

Watching the two children wolf down their food, Hu Guangming couldn't help but swallow hard himself.

Seeing this, Lin Shengli picked another one and handed it to Hu Guangming: "Uncle, you should try some too."

Hu Guangming took it, and imitating the children, he wiped it with his hand and took a bite.

Instantly, an extremely fresh and refreshing taste exploded on the tip of the tongue.

He was stunned, chewing and savoring it carefully. After a long while, he exclaimed, "I've lived half my life, and this is the first time I've ever known a cucumber could taste like this!"

He finished one in no time, still wanting more, and stared eagerly at the plump fruits on the shelf.

Not only the cucumbers, but the tomato trellis next to them was equally impressive.

The seedlings are thriving, with lush foliage, and the tomatoes hanging on them are all large and plump. Most of them have turned from green to red, and the ripe tomatoes are an enticing deep red, like small red lanterns, hanging heavily from the branches.

Hu Guangming walked over and gently lifted a tomato that was as big as a bowl, heavy in his hand.

"My goodness, these tomatoes, are they some kind of spirit?" He carefully picked a ripe one, weighed it in his hand, and exclaimed, "They must weigh at least a pound!"

Hu Guangming didn't wash it, he just wiped it on his clothes, took a bite, and the rich juice gushed out. The flesh was sandy, bright red, and the seeds were plump.

This taste is far superior to the small, bland tomatoes from the village garden.

"Delicious! Damn, delicious!" Hu Guangming didn't care about his image and quickly devoured a tomato before wiping his mouth. "Shengli, is this vegetable the high-yield variety you mentioned?"

Lin Shengli nodded: "Uncle, I didn't lie to you, did I? These are the high-yield seeds I got. But don't ask where these seeds came from. When the harvest comes, just pretend that our village was the first to discover them. Then the seeds will spread from our village outwards. Don't mention me."

Hu Guangming nodded solemnly. He knew in his heart that the source of these seeds must be extraordinary. Lin Shengli was very kind to take out these seeds, and the village should not cause him any trouble.

After leaving Lin Shengli's courtyard, Hu Guangming could no longer find peace of mind.

With his hands behind his back, he strolled over to the vegetable patch behind the educated youth settlement.

This area is slightly larger, and the varieties planted here are similar to those on Lin Shengli's plot. The plants are growing just as well as the two-tenths of an acre that Lin Shengli personally tended, and they far surpass the level of ordinary farm vegetable gardens.

Wei Jun was leading several female educated youths in picking vegetables to prepare dinner, and the baskets were soon filled with the fresh and delicious harvest.

"Captain Hu!" Zhang Xiuying, with her sharp eyes, spotted Hu Guangming first and greeted him loudly, "You're here! Look at our vegetables, aren't they beautiful?"

Hu Guangming walked over, looked at the bountiful harvest in the basket, and nodded repeatedly: "Good! Very good! You kids are amazing!" He picked up a tomato, weighed it in his hand, and asked, "Who mainly takes care of this vegetable garden?"

Wei Jun scratched his head and said with a simple smile, "Everyone contributed, but the main reason is that Brother Lin gave us good seeds and the right methods. We just followed his advice, watering when it was time to water, fertilizing when it was time to fertilize, and diligently weeding and catching insects."

Looking at the group of young people who, though tanned, still had bright eyes, and then at the gratifying harvest they had gathered, Hu Guangming felt the idea of ​​"high yield" sprouting wildly in his mind, like a seed that had been thoroughly watered.

Lin Shengli's small vegetable garden could be attributed to his considerable effort, but the vegetable gardens at the educated youth settlement were largely undeveloped by the young people. They could grow vegetables haphazardly and still achieve the same results as Lin Shengli's, which suggests that the quality of the seeds was indeed the issue.

If vegetable seeds can bring about such a dramatic change, then what about the "high-yield grain seeds" that Lin Shengli mentioned?

In those ten acres of experimental fields, the wheat, corn, and soybeans are now growing even stronger than in the main fields... What will it look like in autumn?

Previously, he was skeptical of Lin Shengli's words, thinking, "Let's give it a try, the wasteland won't be a loss anyway."

Now, looking at this living, irrefutable "evidence" before him, his doubts melted away like ice and snow under the scorching sun, replaced by an increasingly strong and fervent confidence.

He could almost see autumn, the ten acres of experimental fields, the heavy golden waves of wheat, the corn stalks taller than a person bearing two or even three ears of corn, and the bean pods so full they seemed about to burst open...

It's like envisioning next year when the seeds planted in the experimental fields will yield 20-30% more harvest from all the fields in the village than from other villages. How wonderful that would be!

Hu Guangming took a deep breath to suppress the turmoil in his heart, but the light in his eyes could not be hidden.

He patted Wei Jun on the shoulder and said to Zhang Xiuying and the other educated youth, "Good! Well done! Keep up the good work! If you take good care of the land, in the fall, our Heisonggou Village might just make a big splash with this experimental field!"

He didn't say anything more, his hands behind his back, but his steps were much lighter than when he came.