The next moment, Yang Xiaotao seemed to be stunned, his eyes were distracted, and he didn't notice the broth and steamed bread in front of him. Instead, he was muttering about red willow, red willow.

The girl is called Hongliu because the old man hopes that the girl will be as strong and full of vitality as the red willow in the desert.

And red willow is no ordinary plant.

This thing, like the Populus euphratica tree, is a plant in the Gobi, and it is also resistant to drought and salt-alkali soil.

The difference is that the root system of tamarisk is longer, and tamarisk can be propagated by plugging.

"No, no. The direction is wrong, wrong!"

"To find special genes for drought and salt-alkali resistance, we can't just use Populus euphratica, but also need to compare genes from other plants."

"In this way, we can find the key points by finding the common points in the genetic sequences."

"Oh, why am I so stupid!"

Chachachacha

The tip of the pen slides quickly on the paper, and ideas appear quickly, and then are crossed out...

After Yang Xiaotao put the two pieces of paper he had written aside and pressed them down with a water bottle, he saw that the time was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

"Hongliu, I have to give it a try."

As Yang Xiaotao spoke, he picked up the steamed buns, dipped them in the soup and ate them while writing down his thoughts in his notebook.

Before Yang Xiaotao could finish eating, Yang Hongye knocked on the door and came in holding a wolf skin.

"Teacher Yang, Teacher Gao asked me to send this over."

Yang Xiaotao swallowed it in a few mouthfuls, looked at the wolf skin and asked, "What is this for?"

"I heard from Teacher Gao that this bed is placed underneath to keep warm."

Yang Xiaotao immediately understood what was going on, "Do you have any?"

"There are all of them. We have all made beds. It's really warm to lie on this bed!"

"Well, this is wolf fur. Of course it's warm."

After saying that, Yang Xiaotao picked up his quilt, and Yang Hongye stepped forward to spread the wolf skin on it.

Yang Xiaotao could tell that the skin was probably made from a killed wolf. The skin was very big and long, and it was more than enough to wrap the entire bed.

Moreover, this wolf skin is very exquisitely made.

The wolf skin is dried and rubbed in a series of processes to remove the fishy smell.

The limbs were all taken care of, and the fractures were sutured to form an irregular rectangle. However, the head was cut off, probably because he didn't want to face that wolf face, so he would be frightened awake in the middle of the night and feel psychologically disturbed.

Looking at the wolf skin on the bed, Yang Xiaotao thought of the experts in his previous life.

If this was left to future generations, it would still be a family heirloom. If experts knew about it, they would definitely pretend to be benevolent and righteous, saying that wolves are endangered and protected animals, and that protecting animals is everyone's responsibility.

I completely forgot that a wolf is a wolf, not a dog.

Besides, dogs still bite people, let alone wolves?

Besides, if the wolf is gone, will the world still perish?

hehe

"This thing must be kept in the future to let future generations know the original achievements of their ancestors."

Yang Xiaotao thought happily, already considering this wolf skin as his trophy.

Yang Hongye laid the ground and said, "Teacher Yang, Teacher Gao said that someone will come to teach the day after tomorrow."

"When the lecture is over, can we go home?"

Yang Xiaotao nodded after listening, "Yes, after the lecture, we will go home."

I've been here for several days and it's time to start, otherwise it will delay my trip home.

Yang Xiaotao put the quilt on and then asked, "Hongye, do you know if there are red willows around the farm?"

"Hongliu? Teacher Yang, I'll call her for you."

"Hey, no, no, I'm talking about a plant, the tamarisk tree."

"Tamarisk tree? I don't know that."

Yang Xiaotao didn't care and asked the people here later.

.....

Siheyuan

Liu Daming was led by his son to the yard and soon found Ran Qiuye.

Hearing that Liu Daming was back, Ran Qiuye hurriedly hugged the child and went out to greet him, while looking towards the hanging flower door, trying to find that figure.

Seeing Ran Qiuye's appearance, Liu Daming shook his head gently.

Then he noticed something again and narrowed his eyes.

Yang Xiaotao didn't tell him that his wife was pregnant again.

"Teacher Ran, I came back alone this time."

Ran Qiuye's smile tightened, then she regained her composure and called the two of them into the room.

Liu Daming entered the room and looked around, nodded slightly, and then asked his son to go out, closing the door behind him.

Seeing this, Ran Qiuye knew that he had something to say.

"We were supposed to come back together this time, but Xiaotao was picked up again on the way..."

"I think those people respect him very much, so it's not a bad thing."

Ran Qiuye felt psychologically miserable, and she didn't know how long it would take to come back this time.

"By the way, Xiao Tao asked me to bring you something, saying that you will know what is going on after listening to it."

"Mr. Liu, what is it?"

"He said he wanted to take the children home."

Ran Qiuye frowned slightly, and the next moment he thought of the children in Yangjiazhuang, he instantly understood what was going on, and a smile bloomed on his face.

Seeing this, Liu Daming knew that the other party understood the situation, so he stood up and left without saying anything more.

"By the way, this kid doesn't know yet."

Ran Qiuye held her belly and nodded gently, "He didn't show symptoms when he left."

"Hahaha"

"This kid will be surprised when he comes back."

Liu Daming went out with a smile. Ran Qiuye also thought of the surprise and smiled.

After Liu Daming left, Ran Qiuye thought for a moment, then went out to the street office.

She wanted to talk to the people in Yangjiazhuang, and the subdistrict office happened to have a phone number.

.....

Northwest of the farm, Wujiang City.

The jeep stopped in front of a two-story building, and a middle-aged man with a beard strode down, followed by the driver and bodyguard, Xiao Wu.

The two of them walked over the steps in twos and twos and walked into the house.

Many people in the room wearing flower hats and military caps stopped and saluted the middle-aged man.

Although the middle-aged man was in a hurry, he still responded politely.

Quickly reach the second floor and stop in front of the eastmost house.

He stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes and smooth his beard, then knocked on the door and walked into the house.

As soon as the middle-aged man came in, he saw the middle-aged man communicating with Secretary Qian across from him, "Old Han, I really didn't expect you to come."

The middle-aged man is slightly shorter, has a thin face, and has a pair of wide eyelids that pull up his eyes. He stands there without smiling and looks intimidating.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Wang Beard, you are back."

He said with a smile, "It's easy to find someone here."

The two came together and stretched out their hands to hold each other firmly.

I cherish this moment as an old comrade I haven't seen for many years.

"Sit down quickly, sit down quickly."

After a long time, Wang Huzi asked Lao Han to sit down.

Secretary Qian on the side picked up a thermos and poured hot water for the two of them. "Before you came back, Comrade Han told me that you ran out every two days. You don't look like a soldier, but like a postman."

"Ha ha"

The three of them all laughed, and Wang Huzi pointed at Lao Han, "He said this."
To be continued...