Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 1867 The Book is Innocent

Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

After the old dean came back, he sat in the office.

From time to time, I would pick up the phone and call Northwest to find out what was going on.

But every time he called, no one answered, which made him nervous and worried and unable to fall asleep for a long time.

As the sky began to brighten, he made another call.

Just when he thought that no one would answer the call again, the call was suddenly connected, but the person speaking was not Gao Yufeng, but a student from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

The old dean quickly revealed his identity and asked about the situation over there.

Just as he finished speaking, he heard intermittent crying sounds from the other side.

"Dean, Director Gao is in the hospital."

"What? What's going on?"

The old dean was startled and asked quickly.

The female student who was speaking suddenly burst into tears, and then stumbled over what happened.

"At that time, Director Gao took us out and laid out the grass."

"The hail stopped for a while, and everyone was busy with cattails. Many people came to help, and Director Gao went to direct them."

"But who would have thought that the hail would fall again? Director Gao's forehead was hit and his body was bruised all over. We had no choice but to send him to the clinic."

"This time, this time many of us were injured, the director, teachers, and students, all were injured."

"Dean, when will you come? There are only three of us girls here now. Dean, we are scared."

The girl started crying, and the dean felt heartbroken.

But I couldn't even say the words of comfort.

After a long while, the girl calmed down and said, "The dean, the director, the director told me."

"He said that the loss this time was not half, at most, one third. We did our best."

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When the girl talked about her sad part, she started crying again.

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"Wait for me, Dean, I will come and pick you up."

"Take care of yourselves and everyone else."

The old dean could no longer hold back and shed two lines of turbid tears as he spoke.

Ring ring ring

Mr. Tao, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by the guard, who said that there was a call from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

Mr. Tao immediately got up and went to the study.

Yesterday's busyness was quite a burden for him and he felt physically exhausted.

I got home, ate little, and went back to sleep.

Being woken up so early in the morning, I feel dizzy and uncomfortable.

However, he also knew that the matter of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences was very important, so he didn't bother to complain and answered the phone.

Then, the old dean's voice was heard inside, describing the situation in the northwest.

Mr. Tao immediately stopped feeling sleepy.

Especially when I heard that many people were injured because of this, my heart was filled with gloom.

"Comrades, you are all great!"

Mr. Tao remained silent.

“By the way, they also said…”

Mr. Tao instantly felt relieved. After listening, he hung up the phone and lay on the bed. He felt relaxed and wanted to pick up the phone.

But when he looked at the clock on the wall and thought about how tired he had been today, even he, who was still in good health, felt overwhelmed.

At this time, it is better not to disturb your rest.

However, he still couldn't control his inner excitement. He wanted to find someone to tell his feelings at the moment, he needed someone to share his joy.

Thinking of this, Mr. Tao took a deep breath, walked out of the house, looked at the bright sky above his head, then went downstairs and came to the house downstairs.

"Old Gu, get up."

Just like before, the door was not closed. Mr. Tao walked in, turned on the light and shouted, as if he was very familiar with the people in the room.

At this moment, in the living room, the bald old man who was rocking on the recliner heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes, then saw Mr. Tao walk in.

So he reached out and took the alarm clock next to him, looked at it, and then pretended not to hear it and continued lying down.

"Lao Gu, stop pretending to be asleep. Get up and I'll go drink with you."

Mr. Tao didn't know whether he was happy or sad, his mood was quite complicated, so he just wanted to find someone to talk to and have a drink.

I can take a nap when I go back later.

As for Lao Gu, he sleeps in the library during the day anyway, so it doesn’t matter if he sleeps a little less.

"I'm busy. What time is it?"

The old man on the recliner didn't even open his eyes and continued lying there, his voice full of helplessness.

It's really bad luck to have such an unreliable neighbor.

Mr. Tao walked in, and looking at the piles of books placed beside the living room, he couldn't help but sigh, "You, bring books home again."

"I've told you many times, can't you be more careful?"

As Mr. Tao spoke, he came to the side, took out an iron box from under the desk, and placed it on the table. After opening it with force, he found two bottles of Moutai inside.

There are two small wine glasses on the side.

"Look, you haven't drunk any of the wine the boss sent you for several years."

As Mr. Tao spoke, he came over and sat down, took out a bottle of wine and opened it and poured it.

"You are a robber. You broke into my house without knocking, rummaged through my cabinets, and stole my wine. And now you blame me. How can this be so unreasonable?"

Lao Gu finally couldn't lie still anymore. He knew that now that this person had arrived, he couldn't expect to continue sleeping.

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the side, then took out an oil paper bag from the kitchen and placed it on the table.

"If it were someone else, they would have kicked you out long ago."

When Mr. Tao saw it, he immediately smiled and opened it to reveal the fried peanuts inside, "I knew you had it."

Lao Gu rolled his eyes.

"Come on, what bad things are happening this time!"

"Every time you come, you dump negative influence on me. I am your mental trash can."

Tao Lao pinched a peanut and put it into his mouth. "What you said is a mental trash can. It's so ugly."

"I'm asking for the opinions of my revolutionary comrades so that we can gather more wisdom." "Stop it."

Lao Gu interrupted directly, then glanced and said, "Hurry up and finish, I still have to go to the library."

After hearing this, Mr. Tao frowned and said, "Old Gu, let me tell you, you should stop struggling now that you have retired. Let other comrades do the library work. It's fine for you to stay here or go to a few other guys' place. Why can't you enjoy a peaceful life?"

"Also, these, these books, don't take them back."

"You know what's going on outside, so you don't need to get yourself into trouble for these books."

Mr. Tao pointed to a circle of books around him and spoke seriously.

In his opinion, these books are important, but compared with Lao Gu, his comrades are more important.

Lao Gu, however, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. "Books? What's wrong with these books?"

"These are all left by our ancestors. They have survived so many years and wars. But now, not only do they not protect these treasures, they also..."

Lao Gu was so angry when he talked about this, "If I don't bring it back, will I just watch it get burned down?"

"Every word and sentence here is the thought left by ancient philosophers. I dare not say that they are all the essence, but even the dregs can serve as a warning. If it is burned by fire, what else can be left except sparks?"

"Shu didn't do anything bad. He is innocent."

Lao Gu seemed excited when he talked about books. Without waiting for Tao Lao to speak, he took another sip of his wine glass and said, "Also, you are the leader. Please be fair. The Kong guy has been dead for more than 2,000 years. This matter cannot be blamed on him."

"If we have to blame anyone, it should be those unfilial descendants who use the name of Confucius to seek profit, have evil intentions, have wicked thoughts, and have bad intentions."

"Lao Tao, tell me, why are these books hindering them?"

"Have those who keep shouting nonsense really read these books? Do they know what the books mean? Have they ever thought about it? No, they don't even know these books exist. They are just venting, for..."

"Lao Gu, calm down, calm down, let's not talk about this today, okay?"

Mr. Tao suddenly realized, why was he talking to him about this?
This topic could be discussed even in three days and three nights.

Now, I have become the one to confide in.

"I said, I'll leave when I'm done."

Mr. Tao picked up the bottle and filled it up for the other person. "We are going to the northwest today."

"I just received a call not long ago. Our comrades are all great."

After General Tao finished explaining the situation, both of them fell silent.

They are accustomed to life and death, and used to sacrifice, but they cannot remain calm when facing sacrifice.

"Come on, do it."

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The wine glasses clinked and poured into their throats, and the two were speechless.

After a long while, Lao Gu finally sighed, "They are all good comrades, good comrades!"

After getting up, Yang Xiaotao had a simple breakfast and went to the greenhouse to continue working.

Ran Qiuye also went to help, while Lou Xiaoe took a bus back to Sijiu City with dark circles under her eyes.

There always has to be someone in the machinery factory to help process documents. Even if Yang Xiaotao only signs, he must know the reason for signing.

And organizing the information is Lou Xiao'e's job.

When they arrived at the greenhouse, everyone was busy again.

It was not until mid-afternoon that Yang Xiaotao saw the old dean arriving.

Then I also learned about the news from the Northwest.

I feel admiration for Gao Yufeng and the others. How is it different from rushing out in the hail and hail of bullets?

It is already a rare achievement that two-thirds of the herbs can be protected.

After the old dean finished speaking, Yang Xiaotao did not stop the work in the greenhouse.

Who knows what will happen next? If there is no hail, there will be sandstorms, droughts, and insect plagues.
So Yang Xiaotao discussed with the old dean how to proceed with the greenhouse cultivation.

By that time, even if more Artemisia selengensis is planted, it will be better than less.

After the old dean finished speaking, he got in the car and left.

He wants to fulfill his promise and take the person home.

However, Yang Xiaotao stayed.

This also makes it convenient for Xiaowei to operate.

With the arrival of personnel from nearby villages and the availability of all kinds of supplies, the planting speed in the greenhouse became faster and faster, and Xiaowei and her clone became increasingly busy.

Fortunately, the sun's energy is sufficient now, and Xiaowei can absorb moonlight at night, so she can handle it.

Another talk about the past.

Yang Xiaotao and Ran Qiuye followed everyone back home.

It's another night when the moon and the hoe are returned home.

The difference is that this time, the two did not continue to discuss life, but went to bed early.

Xiaowei appeared on the windowsill again. Xiaowei's reminder appeared in Yang Xiaotao's mind, but he did not answer. He just changed his posture and held Ran Qiuye in his arms, and then waited for time to pass.

As time went by, Xiaowei on the windowsill became impatient.

However, Yang Xiaotao was immersed in the system panel.

"I earned a few credits this year."

Yang Xiaotao thought about the credits he had earned last year, including several machine tools, engines, armored vehicles and so on, which made him very rich.

But now, it's already August, and I haven't accomplished much. I've earned fewer credits, and it's even harder to upgrade.

This is not to say that there are few ways to earn credits; in fact, there are many.

Reading is one of the foundations. When I received the system, the first credits I strived for were from books.

Although it is becoming increasingly difficult to improve one’s academic level and fewer credits are awarded.

But reading the book itself is a kind of accumulation of knowledge and growth of personal ability.

Secondly, there is a design drawing, which is the big part at the moment.

Every time a design is completed, it can bring in a lot of income after being divided equally.

The last one is skills. When you learn skills like calligraphy, language, stabbing, etc., you will also get credit rewards.

This is the least explored area at the moment.

Just when Yang Xiaotao was thinking about what to do next to earn credits, the redemption column at the bottom of the system suddenly changed.

Yang Xiaotao also realized that it was August 1st.

"Huh? Xiaowei, there really is something good."

Yang Xiaotao glanced at other places on the panel and found no changes.

The only thing that changed was that after the items in the exchange column were refreshed, an icon that looked like a book appeared.