Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Grandpa asked: "Xia Lian, where did you bring this child from?"

"He was abducted by human traffickers and couldn't find his home. I brought him back to raise him for a few days."

"You are a girl, how can you take care of a child? Send it back home and let your mother take care of it. If that doesn't work, let your sister take care of it for a few days."

"That won't do. This is a trafficked child. His parents are here to take him back. What if he gets lost?"

However, the child was difficult to serve and could not eat the food in the kimchi factory canteen. Liu Xia Lian had no choice but to bring the child to the kitchen of the Tieguodun Restaurant and let the child order food.

This child is so rude. When he saw the big goose, he pointed at it and wanted to eat it.

Liu Xialian said: "You really don't consider yourself an outsider, you eat whatever is expensive."

Cat Liu ate several pieces of goose stewed in an iron pot. When he was full, he was very well behaved and did not cry or make a fuss. But bringing him along would delay things. Liu Xialian suddenly thought of Old Chen from the Ginseng Merchants' Company. The child's surname was Chen, and people in the south were more particular about having the same surname. She went over to ask him.

Liu Xia Lian brought her child to Lao Chen's shop, where Lao Chen was drinking tea.

"Boss Chen, your fellow villager is here."

Boss Chen took one look at his appearance and said: "This is a Cantonese kid. Where did you get him from?"

"We intercepted two human traffickers at the provincial capital's railway station. We've sent a letter to inquire about them, but there's still no news. Can you find any clues? The child's surname is Chen, his father is the village chief, and his family has a jeep."

Boss Chen asked the child a few questions and got a good idea. Cantonese sounds the same to outsiders, but the Cantonese accents also vary by region.

"The child is from the Pengcheng Special Economic Zone. There are only a few village heads with the surname Chen. I will contact them immediately."

"Okay, contact him immediately and explain the situation clearly. This is the child I rescued from the human traffickers. Don't do good things that go against your will."

Boss Chen knocked his head and said, "I'm not confused yet. Wait a minute."

After Boss Chen finished speaking, he made a phone call. Chen is a big surname there, and the family is very united. He called the clan leader, who immediately looked for the cause without saying a word and cooperated unconditionally.

About half an hour later, the phone rang and a young man's voice came from the phone.

"Hello, I heard my son is with you?"

Boss Chen said: "Yes, I am from Guangzhou. The police here arrested two human traffickers from the station and rescued a little boy."

"Can you get him to talk to me?"

The little boy was gnawing on goose meat when Boss Chen handed the phone to him and a familiar voice came from the phone.

The child burst into tears, followed by a woman's heart-wrenching cry.

Boss Chen said, "I have found the child of the village chief of Chenjia Village in Longgang District, Pengcheng. He will come here by train soon. If you take care of him for a few more days, I will give you 200 yuan for living expenses."

"Forget it, there's no point in being so fussy about it. Besides, he's not your son."

Back at the kimchi factory, Xu Xiong delivered a tractor full of cucumbers, and Zhao Hua drove a horse-drawn carriage and delivered a cart full of long beans. His family grew them in a solarium shed, and it would have been more profitable to sell them in the market, but he chose to sell them cheaply and sent them to the kimchi factory, which was pure dog-licking behavior.

Xu Xiong said to Liu Xia Lian mysteriously, "Sister, Zhao Hua asked me to ask you when you will return to the village. He said he wants a matchmaker to come over to propose marriage."

"Let him ask it himself. It's boring for a grown man to have others spread his words."

Zhao Hua came over and saw Liu Xialian playing with a baby, so he asked, "Who is this?"

"I saved him from human traffickers. He's from Pengcheng. But his family has been found. He's waiting for them to pick him up."

"Well, when are you coming home? My mother has found a matchmaker to come to your house to propose marriage."

Although free love has become popular these days, the formal process still requires a matchmaker to arrange the marriage.

"Tomorrow, a dozen professors and students from the Provincial Agricultural University will come to the village to research vegetable planting. Also, take your beans to the market to sell. The kimchi factory buys them at a low price, so it's better to sell them at a low price."

Maomao Liu stopped crying now. He liked Zhao Hua and insisted on hugging him.

Zhao Hua had no choice but to carry it around.

The next day, at noon, Lijiatun.

Liu Xialian held her cat Liu to receive the bus from the provincial capital. This was rare these days, and many people gathered to watch. Reporter Xie was the first to get off the bus, followed by a man in his fifties, who looked like an old farmer, wearing a Zhongshan suit, with a pen hanging in his pocket and a small bag on his back. Then, more than 20 college students got off the bus, all dressed neatly.

Reporter Xie came over and introduced, "Sister Xia Lian, this is Professor Huang from our Agricultural University. He specializes in vegetable and fruit planting and is a veteran in the industry."

Liu Xialian held the child in her left hand and stretched out her right hand to shake Professor Huang's hand: "Welcome, welcome, Professor Huang, welcome to the base for inspection and guidance."

"It's not guidance. We are just talking about it on paper. I am ashamed to say that I have been studying greenhouses for many years, but I have never conducted winter planting experiments due to funding issues. I didn't expect that you have already industrialized it. Could you please give me a detailed introduction, Director Liu?"

"Professor Huang, you are too polite. I am just a farmer. I am just here to help my fellow villagers make a living. I have come from a long way. Let's take a rest first."

At the edge of the greenhouse, there was a table with two big watermelons on it. Reporter Xie invited the students to eat watermelons.

Professor Huang asked: "Director Liu looks so young, this baby must be two years old."

"This is a child I rescued from human traffickers yesterday. I'm taking care of him for a few days. I've already contacted his parents, and he'll be picked up in a few days. Professor Huang, how about giving this melon a try?"

“It’s crisp and sweet, but the taste is still a little different from summer melons.”

"Yes, there is not enough sunlight in the greenhouse, so it is normal that the taste is affected."

Professor Huang showed off a piece of watermelon and walked around the greenhouse impatiently, nodding his head. "The walls made of red bricks and rammed earth have a good thermal insulation effect. They have straw curtains and tarpaulins on top. They are used for winter insulation."

"Yes, let's take a look inside. The plastic sheets in the greenhouse are basically useless in this season and have been almost removed."

The frames inside are made of wood and steel structure. Since wood is abundant in Northeast China, there are many pillars, so it is no problem to prevent heavy snow.

Two layers of plastic sheeting provide better insulation.

"I heard that your watermelons are already on the market when the temperature outside is more than 10 degrees below zero. How do you do that? This greenhouse is not small. How much coal does it take?"

Liu Xialian pointed at the three stoves in the shed and said, "Three stoves, plus a ground fire dragon, the cost is indeed quite high, about 200 kilograms of charcoal a day. But if there is time, all kinds of firewood and plant straw will do. The Northeast is not suitable for greenhouse development in winter, but the interior is still very suitable, and the amount of coal used is less."

The green peppers in the first shed are still being harvested, but it is almost the end. As for the earliest watermelons and melons, they have all been pulled off the racks.