Five Hundred and Thirty Nine Hiccups Off

Shao Hua's house, far away from Cha Su, also had guests at this time. It was the two leaders of Shao Hua's father's farm. This time they were not looking for Zhang Fan, nor old Shao, but Xiao Shao!

"Girl, we also watched you grow up, and the farm has raised you. Now you must help us." They didn't know where they knew that Shao Hua had an unusual relationship with Director Wang of the bank. So I went to the door.

"Uncles, it's not that I don't help. Although you didn't pay the loan before, you still paid the interest on time every year. But in the past two years, you haven't even paid the interest. How could the bank give you Continue to lend money."

Shao Hua is also helpless, they all belong to the same farm, and they can really be regarded as fellow villagers. If there is a way, she will find a way, but now, she really wants to help but is unable to do it. The bank has already blacklisted the farm .

In the past few years, the farm has really been celebrating the New Year with Wang Xiaoer. The earliest was the large-scale mechanized planting of crops such as wheat, which was booming for a while.

As a result, with the change of food prices, the profit is getting less and less, and finally we have to grow cotton. As a result, there is too much rain on the tea plantation side. Cotton needs to be exposed to the sun, and there is a lot of rain. As a result, the cotton balls grown are not as good as eggs. Big.

The cotton fiber is short, no one wants it, so it can only be bought as a defective product.

When growing cotton failed, they changed their minds and started farming. I brought a large group of black and white flowers from other places, and the price was so high that it was scary. Unexpectedly, this breed of cows is too delicate, and they get sick from time to time. When they get sick, they get mammary gland inflammation, and the number of milk bacteria produced is not up to the standard.

And because the tea is surrounded by grasslands, the milk of local native cattle is more mellow, much better than the milk of black and white flowers like water. There is no market at all, so we have to kill cattle and sell meat as a last resort.

Startups one after another, failure after failure, finally made the farm unable to survive. The bank also needs to make a profit. It is impossible to lend money to this bottomless pit.

"What should I do? Can we only transfer the land to the potato eggs in Gan Province?" The two leaders of the farm looked at each other speechlessly with mournful faces.

There is a joke in the frontier. The frontier has a large land and resources and a small population, so many people from other provinces come to the frontier to make a fortune. Over time, people in different provinces will be different.

It is said that Sanchuan people have monopolized restaurants and big butcher shops in the frontier. Nanhe people monopolized the waste collection station and vegetable garden. Temperate people have a monopoly on dressing. People from Jiangsu and Zhejiang monopolized real estate. The people in Gansu Province just do their old job, farming.

Large tracts of contracted land are planted with yams. Therefore, people in the frontier also call people from Gansu Province potato eggs.

People from Gansu Province may not be able to work in other industries, but people from Gansu Province say that the potato industry is the first, and people from other provinces probably do not refute it.

From the cultivation of yams, to vermicelli, starch, and even new-style biological coatings, it is an industrial chain directly.

"Isn't the farm next door developing the lavender industry? It's said to be pretty good, and our farm can also develop it!" Shao Hua said curiously.

"Hey, kicking the wall with bare feet sounds loud. It looks like it's making money, but it's actually hard money. The profits are all made by the second-hand dealers."

"Didn't the essence of lavender be very, very valuable?"

"Hey, it's not worth the money in Europe, but it's worthless in our country. No one wants it. They all dislike the strong smell of lavender."

"Why don't they sell it themselves?"

"It's easier said than done! Girl, why don't you invite Director Wang out for a meal sometime? As long as you give us a few million more, we can build a pig farm with 10,000 heads, and we will definitely turn around!"

Seeing his girl's embarrassment, Shao Hua's father said: "It's a matter of millions, what can she say as a girl who just graduated. You should think of other ways."

After they went out, Shao Hua's father said: "One hammer in the east and one hammer in the west. Today I think the breeding is good, and tomorrow I think the planting is good. This is how the family's wealth is tossed. It's better to let Gan sooner. Save the potato eggs to the contractor."

"What kind of potato eggs, Zhang Fan is also from Gan Province!" Shao Hua's mother gave the old man a white look.

"Father, how about we contract a few hundred acres of land for some planting?"

"What do you know? How many months to plant? How many months to weed? How many months to apply pesticides? Hurry up and go to work, and stop thinking about it." The old man has worked on the farm all his life. There is also a fire in my heart, but I can't say it out of my mouth.

Shao Hua curled his lips and muttered while changing his shoes: "You know, you know, what age is it, old feudalism!"

The old man pretended not to hear, lying on the sofa with his eyes closed and angry. "You are angry with your father, go to work quickly."

When Shao Hua left, Shao Hua's mother pushed the old man and said, "Actually, I think Shao Hua's opinion is quite good."

"Why?" The old man knew his wife. He himself is better than a coolie, and he is a good hand at working on the farm, but his wife is better than his eyesight and sees farther than him. Although he doesn't admit it, he still has to admit it in his heart.

"Look, the farm is getting more and more depressed. And there are fewer and fewer people. But can food and clothing be separated from the land? No, the country will not import all the food. I think it's better to live in When the farm fails, we contract hundreds of acres of land.”

"You're just adding insult to injury, digging into the corners of social (a)ism, that's now, if it's the same as before, you're committing a crime. Hmph!" The old man got up angrily and left.

"Hey! You old bastard, how did I get into trouble. Tell me clearly!"

Just like the aging body of an old man, he can't hear others say that he is old, and he doesn't want to see the place where he worked and struggled before is like his body, getting worse day by day.

In Selen County, Zhang Fan and the others entered the patient's abdominal cavity according to the path of the first operation. When the abdomen was opened, a soaring stench came over the face.

Just like opening the rear door of a garbage truck in the dog days, a suffocating stench comes out. Zhang Fan and Lao Zhao had experience. When the peritoneum was opened for the first time, they both held their breath by coincidence.

Because this first wave is the most stinky, horses are slippery and people are old, and they are right. As for Ma Yichen, his baby is not as experienced as Zhang Fan and Director Zhao.

When the abdominal cavity was opened, Wa looked over with her head. The infected part of the abdomen was bubbling, like a dry toilet in summer, bubbling and bubbling.

Plus the temperature of the celiac fever, fermenting gases. Without even thinking about it, Ma Yichen directly started "Uh! Uh! Uh!" Tears flowed from the sockets of his eyes, and he couldn't stop it. The hiccup was stimulated by gas, and the tears started to jubilate like a small river.

What's even more abnormal is that at this time, Zhang Fan said loudly to Ma Yichen: "Take a big breath, open your mouth, hurry up, and don't go on stage with me after you spit it out!"

Ma Yichen was crying, breathing heavily, breathing heavily. Just like drooling over the bubbling excrement water in front of the dry toilet, he kept forcing himself to breathe heavily.

"The first test of general education is the hiccup test. If you can't pass this test, you can throw up on the stage. Listen to Zhang Yuan, hurry up and take a deep breath!" Old Zhao looked at Ma Yichen with a smirk.

If you want to improve yourself and improve your surgical skills, you can only hone yourself in pain, there is no shortcut.

Ma Yichen, who was crying, kept turning his tongue somersaults in his mouth, just to suppress the hiccups! After Zhang Fan and Lao Zhao avoided the first wave of biological attacks, they also began to breathe heavily.

There is no way, as long as it is a human being, as long as it is a normal person, how can it not be disgusting?