Refusing to become a receiver, the system asked me to go back to farming

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More than ten days have passed, and Zhang Hai hasn't gone out much for a long time, but today, someone contacted him in the circle of friends he had just posted before.

I hope the time remains the same: "Hello, is the ginseng still there?"

Seeing this news, Zhang Hai was slightly taken aback.

This name, this avatar, I don’t seem to have seen it before, when did I add this person as a friend.

Looking at this person's information, Zhang Hai couldn't remember who this person was for a long time.

"Now, do you need to buy ginseng?"

"Yes, but I need to confirm whether your ginseng is real, so can you give me a contact information?"

contact details?

For some reason, looking at the big red flower head, Zhang Hai always felt that it was a middle-aged man chatting with him.

He even said that he was a liar.

"Okay, if you want to take a look, you can come to Zhangjiatun on the outskirts of Yucheng to find me, and then just call me on WeChat."

"it is good."

Just like that, the two ended their chat.

Of course, Zhang Hai didn't care about the fact that this person would come to see the ginseng.

To be honest, don't talk about others, if he saw such a big ginseng, he wouldn't believe it was real.

But Zhang Hai didn't care, after all, he wasn't really short of money.

If you can sell it, you can sell it, the price doesn't matter, if it can help others, so what?

Anyway, what he is doing now is just asking for a word of fate.

With nothing to do, Zhang Hai decided to check how the corn in his field was growing.

The harvest is too slow to do.

Just like that, Zhang Hai stared at the scorching sun in August and walked towards the field.

Looking around, the large piece of corn in the field has grown to a height of more than one meter, and it is covered with corn bags. It seems that it is about to mature soon.

For this situation, Zhang Hai only felt that it was still too slow.

But this terrified the rest of the village.

"This, isn't this the old Zhang's land in the village? What kind of corn grows so fast!"

"No, his one corn stalk produced so many bags, is there really no problem?"

"Something's wrong..."

"This is not genetically modified corn, maybe it will cause problems!"

"I feel that it is very likely that some kind of drug was used to induce birth."

"You said that the old Zhang's family has been honest for so many years, why did they start doing these crooked ways?"

"Hey, don't talk about it, it's not that the precious son of the old Zhang family came back suddenly. You said that you are a good college student and you insist on returning home to farm. I really don't know what you are trying to figure out!"

"Okay, other people's affairs, you bitch, don't say a few words."

The discussions of the villagers were completely heard by Zhang Hai.

But he just curled his lips, ignoring it in the slightest.

It's none of my business what they like to say.

If there is a problem with my corn, I will go to the Food Bureau to verify it. I would like to see who can gossip then.

But what Zhang Hai didn't know was that someone had already arrived at his home and was discussing the matter with his parents.

"Shengfeng, what's the situation with your family now? Why did it start to mess up? The corn has grown as tall as someone in less than half a month. Is this normal?"

Zhang Mingyang's old face was full of worry. Although he and Zhang Shengfeng were more than ten years apart in age, they usually communicated frequently and had a very good relationship. In addition, the two people had the same seniority, so there was no politeness.

"Ah, it grows pretty fast."

Zhang Shengfeng was slightly taken aback, but didn't react for a while.

"What does it mean to grow quite fast, that is too fast!"

Seeing Zhang Shengfeng's indifferent expression, Zhang Mingyang became anxious immediately.

"If there is a problem with the corn at that time, it will destroy the crops in the whole area. This is not the most serious problem. I am afraid that when the corn is sold and there is a problem with eating, then it will be over. !"

"Hehe, Uncle Mingyang, don't worry, there will be no problem."

Zhang Hai also happened to be home, and he said hastily after hearing this.

"No, Xiao Hai, you kid is really messing around. If you don't want to stay in the city, you have to come back home to farm. The corn you plant is also very strange. Don't you worry about something big happening in the end!"

Seeing Zhang Hai's indifferent appearance, Zhang Mingyang immediately sternly shouted.

At this moment, Zhang Shengfeng could be considered to have reacted. He and Li Sumei looked at each other, and they could see the shock in each other's eyes.

In less than half a month, the corn grew more than one meter high.

This is indeed a bit exaggerated.

"Ahem, son, your father and I don't understand either, so tell your Uncle Mingyang what's going on with this corn."

Li Sumei also looked embarrassed, but she didn't think Zhang Hai was messing around.

My son must have real skills, otherwise he wouldn't say he wants to farm.

She knew her own son well.

"Okay, Uncle Mingyang, you don't know that my corn is planted from seeds given by a friend of mine. They specialize in crop research over there. This is the latest product with safety certification. I will tell you My parents ate it too."

Zhang Hai began to explain to Zhang Mingyang, although Zhang Mingyang was still a little skeptical, but when he heard that Zhang Hai's family had already eaten, he couldn't say anything more, so he could only sigh softly.

"Then don't eat the corn you planted this time, go check and check before eating, understand?"

"I know Uncle Mingyang, when the time comes, I will ask my dad to take you, and the two of you will go together, so you can rest assured, right?"

Zhang Hai shook his head helplessly. He also knew that Zhang Mingyang had good intentions, so he came to remind him.

But his corn is really no problem.

Produced by the system, it must be a boutique!
Then, Zhang Shengfeng grabbed Zhang Mingyang and prevented Zhang Mingyang from leaving, saying that he had to drink two drinks here at noon today.

Although Li Sumei kept staring at Zhang Shengfeng, she still didn't really stop him from drinking in the end.

But who would have thought that these two middle-aged men would sit here and get up there while drinking, and Zhang Shengfeng immediately fell to the ground.

Although Zhang Mingyang was still sitting firmly, when he stood up, he almost fell to the ground.

If Zhang Hai hadn't caught him quickly, Zhang Mingyang would have to stay in the hospital for two days today.

In the end, in desperation, Zhang Hai helped Zhang Mingyang to his room and asked him to rest here first.

Then he sent his father back to his room, and then took a breath.

Standing in front of the bed and looking at his father's old face, Zhang Hai's face became serious. He put both hands on his father's head and began to rub it gently.

The spiritual power of Changsheng Gong poured into his father's body continuously along his hands, dissolving the hidden wounds accumulated by his father over the years.

Gradually, bead-sized beads of sweat appeared on Zhang Hai's forehead and continued to fall.