Chapter 213

Yi Dama was very surprised.

"They didn't before, but now they do; they are rivals in love!"

"Qin Huairu is a disaster; as soon as she came to the Sihe Academy, things started happening one after another; no, she can't stay in the Sihe Academy!"

Yi Zhonghai was very annoyed.

He wasn't targeting Qin Huairu; he was targeting Wan Ping'an.

Whoever is with Wan Ping'an is his enemy!

"That's no wonder!"

"That young girl Qin Huairu is so beautiful that even I was moved, let alone two young men like Shazhu and Jia Dongxu."

Yi Dama nodded.

"None of the people with Wan Ping'an are good people; I think Qin Huairu is a vixen!"

Yi Zhonghai glared at Yi Dama.

The He family.

When Shazhu returned home.

He Daqing had already gone out, and He Yushui had gone to school.

Feeling bored at home alone, he wanted to go out for a walk and leave the Sihe Academy.

"Shazhu, over here."

As soon as Shazhu left the Sihe Academy, someone called him.

He took a look; there were five people, he recognized them, they were all from the neighboring courtyard, but he couldn't recall their names.

"What's the matter?"

Shazhu walked over with suspicion.

"Shazhu, I heard something happened in your courtyard yesterday?"

"I heard your courtyard's Deaf Old Lady wouldn't let Wan Ping'an farm and was sent in by him; is that true?"

The five people were very curious.

Shazhu's face turned black instantly.

Yesterday, not only was Deaf Old Lady sent in, but he was also beaten.

"I don't know!"

Shazhu turned and left.

"Why did he leave?"

"I remember now, Shazhu has the best relationship with Deaf Old Lady and Yi Zhonghai; now that she's been arrested, he must be very unhappy."

"No, I seem to have heard he was beaten and even warned by the police."

The five people pointed at Shazhu's retreating back.

In the afternoon.

Wan Ping'an went out.

He took Qin Huairu with him to his six acres of land.

Cai Quanwu, along with Old Seven and the others, had already started working.

After a period of observation, Wan Ping'an initially trusted Cai Quanwu and handed over some tasks to him, such as continuing to harvest the rice.

Woof woof!

Da Hei came to greet them.

It circled Wan Ping'an twice, then came to Qin Huairu's side and sniffed carefully; it smelled Wan Ping'an on her, so she was one of their own!

"Come, Da Hei, I brought you some meaty bones!"

Wan Ping'an handed the bones to Qin Huairu.

He let her feed Da Hei.

Han Dahe and Wan Ping'an walked to the side.

"Ping'an, I've reported the matter of the golden rice to the higher-ups."

"They will definitely investigate and verify it, which will take some time; there won't be any immediate action, so you might have to wait a while."

Han Dahe explained the situation.

Any organization's work cannot be done like an individual's; it can't be done immediately just because one says so.

Government work has standard procedures.

"I understand!"

"Old Han, pick a few chickens; after Cai Quanwu and the others finish harvesting the rice, give them one each and say it's my reward for them."

"Slaughter one for yourself to eat too; you've been working hard as well!"

Wan Ping'an ordered with a smile.

"Ping'an, you really are a good boss!"

"It's definitely our good fortune that Little Cai and I can follow you."

Han Dahe gave Wan Ping'an a thumbs up!

Wan Ping'an never deducted wages, and the benefits were good!

While Wan Ping'an was supervising the harvest of the golden rice, the legend of the high-yield golden rice spread rapidly from the Red Star Sihe Academy to the entire street.

"Old Zhang, have you heard of golden rice?"

"Isn't rice always white?"

"Before, I also thought rice was always white, but now I know there is golden rice, and it's extremely high-yielding."

"High-yielding? How much? Eight or nine hundred catties?"

In a large courtyard not far from the Sihe Academy, a group of people were gossiping in their spare time.

In the 1950s, having just entered the new society, various technological developments were limited; under normal circumstances, the yield per mu of rice did not exceed six hundred catties.

Even in some high-yield plots, it wouldn't exceed eight hundred catties.

Not to mention encountering drought or flood disasters!

"Add a one in front; it's over eighteen hundred catties!"

"Are you not awake yet?"

"You're the one dreaming; I'm very clear-headed; Wan Ping'an from the Red Star Sihe Academy grew golden rice, and the yield per mu is confirmed to be eighteen hundred catties!"