What she thought was that it would be better to have a boy, so that her position could be consolidated.

It's not like now, where you are ordered around at home and you don't have the status of being the hostess of the house.

Yang Xiaotao ignored the clamor behind him, walked smoothly to the factory, and started working as planned.

However, during this period, the enthusiasm in the workshop became lower than usual, there were no upward promotion channels, and the food was not good, and the high revolutionary enthusiasm also subsided.

What's more, this is not a war era, and people are beginning to focus on their daily lives.

On the other side, Yang Shitou walked all the way with his hands on his back, and returned to Yangjiazhuang under the eyes of many people.

As soon as he entered the village, he was picked up by someone.

"Uncle Da Zhuang, I'm so exhausted."

Yang Dazhuang, who was picking up the people, looked at what Yang Shitou brought back and frowned.

What is this?

If you go to the city and bring something back and show it to outsiders, isn't that just to search for things?

The people in Yangjiazhuang still want this face.

Noticing that Yang Dazhuang's face looked strange, Yang Shitou had a sudden psychological shock.

However, thinking of Yang Xiaotao's explanation, I still said the original words.

"Uncle Da Zhuang, Xiao Tao said, this is for the great master, to honor his old man."

After saying that, he thought about it again and took out the two packs of cigarettes in his arms. He also liked these things, but compared with the village, this little thought immediately disappeared.

"well!"

Yang Dazhuang sighed, naturally knowing why Yang Xiaotao explained like this.

Considering Mr. Yang's personality, it's strange that he could keep these things.

It must be handed over to the village for everyone to use.

Mentally, Yang Xiaotao once again made a mental note that they, Yangjiazhuang, must be able to take advantage of this favor.

"Let's go."

"Oh, okay."

The two came to Mr. Yang's house. Mr. Yang was smoking dry cigarettes, and Xinli was calculating whether the seeds produced in that acre of land would be enough to plant in the village.

"came back?"

Seeing Yang Shitou walking into the house, followed by Yang Dazhuang, still carrying something in his hand, Mr. Yang also frowned.

However, it soon relaxed.

Yang Shitou put the things down and said it again.

Mr. Yang nodded, "Dazhuang, since we have brought everything, you will accept it on behalf of the village. This is also Xiaotao's contribution."

"good."

Yang Dazhuang, who had known the result for a long time, did not refuse. He knew best what was going on in the team now. With these things around, even if it was just a drop in the bucket, it could inspire people.

"By the way, Grandpa, uncle Zhuang."

Yang Shitou suddenly became serious, "Xiao Tao specifically explained it."

"The corn that grows from this must not be used as seed food."

"What?"

"Can't it be used as seed food?"

"What's going on?"

Taiye and Da Zhuang exclaimed at the same time. They had planned to do a big job next year to solve the problem of food and clothing in the village.

Now that it is said that it cannot be used as seed food, isn't this a bucket of cold water poured on my heart?

"Well, this Xiaotao said a lot of truths."

Yang Shitou scratched his head, asking him to drive and work was a good thing, but asking him to read and write was like listening to a book from heaven, just a formality.

"Anyway, Xiao Tao said that he will take care of the seeds."

"What we harvest must not be used as seed food."

Yang Shitou said categorically, because that was how Yang Xiaotao looked when he gave the explanation.

The two of them concealed their shock and remained silent for a long time. Yang Dazhuang raised his head and said, "Master, why don't I go there again and ask for details."

He was still unwilling to accept it.

How many seeds can Yang Xiaotao provide?

They have four to five hundred acres of land in Yangjiazhuang, which is related to the livelihood of the whole village.

"No need to go."

Mr. Yang knocked the cigarette pot on the threshold and shook out the cigarette ashes, his face unwavering.

"Xiao Tao is a capable person."

"He said it can't be used as seed food, so it can't be used as seed food."

Mr. Yang looked up and saw that Yang Dazhuang hadn't figured out the situation yet, "You, your head usually spins very fast, why are you confused now?"

"Let me ask you, who made this corn?"

Yang Dazhuang trembled, "It's Xiao Tao."

"right."

"Xiao Tao has even produced such good corn, how can he be worse than you?"

"You can think of it, but he can't think of it?"

"It was just because I thought about it that I stopped it."

"There is a lot of learning here."

When Yang Dazhuang heard this, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty is right. We farmers don't understand this kind of thing, so we still have to leave it to people who know."

Seeing this, Mr. Yang nodded happily.

The village has a big man, and they like him because he is practical and practical.

"Okay, let's go back."

"The old man won't let you eat anymore."

As he said that, he picked up two packs of cigarettes and walked into the house, "These cigarettes are too weak."

He spoke with disgust, but he held it tightly for fear of being taken away.

Yang Dazhuang and Yang Dazhuang looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.
Chapter completed!