Xu Damao had long been accustomed to Si Zhu's threats. Facing this angry Si Zhu, Xu Damao smiled proudly, walked up and spread out the test sheet, "Si Zhu, I know you feel uncomfortable. Hahaha!"

"However, I really have a baby. Look, there are black and white words on the paper and red stamps. My wife, Qin Jingru, is pregnant."

"This time next year, just wait for me to hold my son!"

"impossible!"

Silly Zhu roared angrily, grabbed the test sheet, wiped it twice and tore it into pieces.

"Fake, you must be fake."

Silly Zhu shouted, reaching out to beat Xu Damao.

Xu Damao had been on guard for a long time, turned around and ran away.

"Silly Zhu, just wait. When my son grows up, we will beat you to death!"

"Just be honest and be a homeless person."

Oops

Ah~

In front of the empty toilet, two figures hugged each other again, wrestling on the ground.

But this time, Xu Damao's screams were obviously louder.

…

In the office, as soon as Yang Xiaotao sat down, Lou Xiao'e walked in, put the information away, and then sat at the table beside him, looking dazed.

Yang Xiaotao took a look and knew that Lou Xiao'e was stimulated by the news that Qin Jingru was pregnant.

I guess I am also doubting whether I can give birth.

Of course Yang Xiaotao knows this, but it’s hard to say.

He can't tell her that he and Silly Zhu have a son named He Xiao.

Let’s not talk about anything else, right now Lou Xiao’e and Sha Zhu are two parallel lines with no intersection at all.

If she said that, Lou Xiaoe would definitely fall out.

But telling her that Qin Jingru was faked to be pregnant was something she was not sure about, so she couldn't tell her.

In the end, Yang Xiaotao could only hope that Lou Xiaoe would come out on her own.

I went to the workshop for a walk in the morning. During lunch, Lou Xiao'e's face looked much better. She probably walked out on her own.

Yang Xiaotao felt that it wouldn't be long before Qin Jingru staged a miscarriage in the backyard, and Lou Xiao'e would naturally know what was going on.

After eating, Yang Xiaotao sat back in the office. Just as he was about to take a rest, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

After picking it up and listening, Dean Deng's voice came from inside, and Yang Xiaotao quickly explained.

Dean Deng also knew about the changes in the steel rolling mill. When he heard that Yang Xiaotao had become the deputy director of the steel rolling mill, he was surprised but also helpless.

However, it doesn’t mean that Yang Xiaotao is the only one who can work harder. It’s just that some things require more people and more efforts.

"Dean Deng, don't worry, after this period of time, I will go to the Academy of Agricultural Sciences to find you."

"Don't just talk about it."

Dean Deng no longer accepts this trick, but there is nothing he can do. He can't just split the person in half.

"If you want to come, just call us. Anyway, your steel rolling mill has money."

Yang Xiaotao shrank his neck. If Yang Youning knew that he was chatting on the phone, he would probably rush over and cut the phone line.

"Dean Deng, you say it and I listen."

"Well, two things."

"One is the saline-alkali land corn you want to do. Last time Xiao Gao came back and talked about it. I think it is very interesting. How do you plan to do it?"

Yang Xiaotao was silent for a moment and pressed the pendant on his chest. Thinking of his days on the farm, he had already done a lot of research on salt-alkali-tolerant plants. The next step was to collect viable corn.

"I mentioned it to Director Gao, and he helped find suitable seeds for growth from everywhere."

Dean Deng immediately replied, "Xiao Gao said that thanks to the efforts of local comrades, we found some seeds from the peninsula."

"It'll be ready so soon, I'll have someone get it!"

"No, we'll take you there tonight. Let me tell you the situation by the way."

"Okay, I'll clean the table at home and wait for you!"

"Don't say nice things, show me the words..."

"Ahem, Dean, what's the second thing?"

Yang Xiaotao didn't want his family heirloom to be remembered by others, so he quickly changed the subject.

"The second thing is that the southern rice project team has called several times. They encountered some problems and need technical guidance..."

At this point, Dean Deng felt a little guilty. He, the dean, was completely blank on the questions asked by the other party. He could only rely on Yang Xiaotao!

Yang Xiaotao thought of the two people he had made friends with before and the hybrid rice project planned by the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, so he asked, "Dean, did the other party say something?"

"No, what kind of male sterile strain did you say?"

"I'll leave you the phone number. You can call them later!"

Dean Deng left a phone number, Yang Xiaotao wrote it down and then hung up.
Chapter completed!