Chapter 74: The Pearl Is Covered in Dust but Its Brilliance Cannot Be Obscured (26)

In the following time, Shen Minghuan and Gu Wenjing seemed to have a tacit understanding.

Unconsciously, the abandoned second floor of the library also had a room for children.

Shen Minghuan sent the students to the library every morning and then disappeared. Not long after, Gu Wenjing would come and answer the students' questions.

It seemed that he sent the students to the county town specifically to create an opportunity for them to ask Gu Wenjing for advice.

At least in the eyes of Gu Wenjing and others, this was the fact, especially after hearing that all the expenses of the children going to the city were paid by Shen Minghuan, they felt that he was well-intentioned.

A teacher teaches his students with all his knowledge, and after finding that he is not capable, he does not hesitate to let go, so that the students can have a better opportunity to improve.

Who doesn't want to leave a strong and colorful mark on the growth path of a genius? But Shen Minghuan was even afraid that he would affect the students' learning from Gu Wenjing, and he didn't even show his face.

Given the sensibility of these children, if Shen Minghuan was there, they would not regard other people as "teachers". Maybe Shen Minghuan knew this, so he wanted to create an opportunity for them and Gu Wenjing to be alone together.

Zhang Jingchang could clearly feel the teacher's growing love for Shen Minghuan, which was not surprising, because he also had a good impression of this little junior brother.

Although Shen Minghuan had gone nowhere every time they came, just looking at the scenes of the children getting along and the occasional words, you can tell that he must be a very good teacher.

Even if his knowledge level is not high, he is not very smart, and his achievements in scientific research are just average... But it does not prevent Shen Minghuan's character from being extremely noble and shining!

Shen·average level·noble character·Minghuan scolded a group of scientific researchers in the United States again, and then held the honey water leisurely and took the tuition fee respectfully handed over by Han Aimin.

[Xiaojiu, I am so miserable, my voice is hoarse. ] Shen Minghuan drank another sip of honey water.

The system was extremely distressed: [Host, you have been wronged. If it weren't for buying experimental equipment for the protagonist, you wouldn't have to work so hard to make money. ]

[After all, he is your son, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little. ] Shen Minghuan said "firmly".

Han Aimin fanned Shen Minghuan with a fan, with a flattering expression, "Shen, is that Gu Wenjing sent by China to supervise you? Do you want us to..."

He stretched out his hand and ran his fingers across his neck, revealing a sinister smile, full of hints.

Shen Minghuan rolled his eyes, "Sir, then you have fallen into China's trap. Think about it, Gu Wenjing is as important as my teacher, how could he be so open and aboveboard in the library every day to attract bees and butterflies?"

Han Aimin pondered and couldn't figure it out, he humbly asked for advice: "Shen, what do you mean?"

"China has a word called fishing enforcement." Shen Minghuan snorted, "The treacherous China deliberately pushed Gu Wenjing out to lure you into the trap. There are many people ambushing around him."

"If you can still hurt Gu Wenjing in this situation, it means that this place is very unsafe. They will immediately take Professor Frost to move, or simply kill him."

Shen Minghuan's face was solemn: "That's it, sacrificing a Gu Wenjing can not only catch a spy, but also test your strength."

Han Aimin was shocked. He didn't expect that the Chinese could even think of scheming to catch a fish. There are so many explanations behind the four words "ordinary".

What a terrible China, what a scheming Chinese.

"I know. I will pretend that I don't know about Gu." Han Aimin responded solemnly.

Fortunately, Shen is here. They will never fall for the other party's fishing enforcement plan.

Shen Minghuan did not go into the city the next day.

He has been teaching Errol and others remotely during this period, and he also asked Han Aimin for some parts. He finally got them all together yesterday.

The parts he wanted were relatively delicate. The small factory in Tong County did not have enough sophisticated technology, so Han Aimin customized them from other cities and then sent someone to pick them up.

The students also went to the library to study for two consecutive weeks, so Shen Minghuan gave them a few days off.

After all, they are still young. Even if they can study with patience, they still yearn for fun. Even Yun Gou'er has been running around and making a fuss these two days.

On the first day before entering the county, Professor Gu was looking forward to it in the library.

Shen Minghuan made a □□.

It looks as plain as a plastic toy, and even the bullet head is soft. It is estimated that it will not scratch the skin when it hits a person, but the electric current released instantly will make people lose their ability to move instantly.

After all, it is a society ruled by law. As a good citizen of China, Shen Minghuan would certainly not cause any death.

Yun Gou'er and his friends wandered around, running from the head of the village to the end of the village. Everyone's ears were damaged by them, and the hens of Old Yang's family were so scared that they stopped laying eggs.

The day before entering the county town, Professor Gu looked towards the direction of Mutian Village.

Shen Minghuan made a □□ for his gun and successfully knocked out a wild boar with it. He asked the villagers to help drag it back, and the village had a meal together happily.

The students set their eyes on the only clock in the village at the village chief's house. They pestered the village chief for a whole morning. After the village chief finally agreed, they immediately took the equipment to dismantle it, sighed, "The teacher is right, only by disassembling can you get true knowledge", and then put it back.

Unfortunately, after the installation, the minute hand ran faster than the second hand, and the students had to find Shen Minghuan for help.

When he finally returned the clock intact to Zhao, he sincerely expressed to the village chief: They were wrong, but they still dared.

On the third day before entering the county seat, Professor Gu was at the military base feeling sad and confused.

He had been running in vain for two consecutive days. Neither Xu Yi nor Zhang Jingchang agreed with him waiting in the library again. Professor Gu did not want to refuse their kindness, so he had to change the waiting place from the library to a military base.

Until the previously agreed meeting time had long passed, the soldiers who came back to inquire about the news knocked on Professor Gu's door.

Fang Peng shook his head: "Professor, those children didn't come today either."

"What's wrong?" Gu Wenjing was worried: "Is something going to happen?"

In Professor Gu’s view, no one would give up the opportunity to learn unless absolutely necessary.

Not to mention giving up for three whole days, the children of Mutian Village must have encountered something big.

"No, I have to go take a look." The professor said as he prepared to go out, his face full of anxiety that could not be concealed.

Zhang Jingchang stopped him: "Teacher, Mutian Village is too far away. If you are worried about the children, we will also be worried about you."

"Jingchang, get out of the way." Professor Gu said seriously: "You know how good they are, especially Gou'er. His qualifications are rare in my life. In time, he will become one of the people who change the world."

China has been waiting for an opportunity for too long.

Throughout the ages, whenever China is in danger, someone will step forward and lead the Chinese people out of the dark night and into the dawn, like crape myrtle stars falling from the sky, so dazzling that people cannot look directly at them.

China is a country full of miracles, and they are part of the miracles.

Gu Wenjing's face was solemn. He had wanted to be that kind of person, but he was powerless after all.

But he saw hope in the children of Mutian Village, and in the little child named Yun Gou'er.

"I have to give them time to grow up, and I have to give them opportunities to grow."

Gu Wenjing said: "This is my responsibility,"

"But..." Zhang Jingchang still looked hesitant and reluctant. Although he understood these principles, it did not affect him from worrying about his teacher. "You are still being watched by spies. There are trees everywhere on the road to Mutian Village. Guo Guo, I don’t trust you.”

Xu Yi thought for a while: "Professor, can I go check it out for you? I will come back and tell you as soon as there is news."

He is Professor Gu's bodyguard. The country has entrusted the safety of such national treasures to his hands. No matter how noble the reason is, he will not let Professor Gu get hurt.

It was the best choice to let these extraordinary soldiers go, but Gu Wenjing was so eager just now that he didn't think of it for a moment.

"Xu Yi, please be careful along the way." Professor Gu said solemnly.

Fang Peng hadn't left yet. When he saw this, he said hurriedly: "Professor, I'd better go. I've been to Mutian Village and I'm quite familiar with the road."

Fang Peng was Jiang Yiwen's comrade-in-arms and was entrusted by Jiang Yiwen to pay attention to Shen Minghuan. He was the one who reported Shen Minghuan's illness back to Kyoto.

He was still very curious about the brother of his comrade-in-arms. The last time he went to Mutian Village, he saw no one in the chaos of war. Recently, he had been hearing Professor Gu and others talking about him, and he became more and more interested in Shen Minghuan.

It doesn't matter who goes to Professor Gu, as long as he can come back as soon as possible and tell him the news. Since Fang Peng has already been there once, he is considered experienced, so he must be more efficient.

Professor Gu looked at him eagerly: "Comrade Fang, I'll beg you to be careful along the way."

Very perfunctory, not changing a word other than the title.

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The children are at home these days, and although they are a little noisy, the adults still leave the things at hand as they can.

A few days ago, the children went to town early in the morning and came home at night, so they didn't have much time to get along with each other.

Distance creates beauty, and adults forget how they felt when children were so angry that they jumped.

Although the children didn't appreciate it and preferred to hang out with their friends, the adults still made some food and fun for them at home.

Since the wheat harvester, students have always had some fantastic ideas, so much so that almost all the adults in Mutian Village know a little bit of carpentry.

As you enter the village entrance, you can see flat farmland on one side. After the golden wheat has been harvested, cabbage, radishes, etc. have been planted here, making it lush and green.

The last time Fang Peng came here was during the busy farming season, and the fields were extremely lively. Even though they were doing hard work, the laughter and chatter of the villagers was louder than the chirping of insects.

Compared with then, it seems quiet now.

It is morning now and the sun is not too hot yet. Logically speaking, there should not be so few people at the entrance of the village.

Fang Peng came in all the way and saw an old man squatting beside the field with a sad face.

The village chief looked at the cabbage in the field carefully.

His figure is carved by wind and frost, exposed to the sun and rain all year round, with his face facing the loess and his back to the sky, making his face covered with dense wrinkles.

As long as I think about it, the lines will wrinkle together unconsciously, looking particularly sad.

Just looking at his expression, it is difficult to tell that the village chief is actually secretly happy.

They harvested all the wheat in late July. According to past practice, each household informed the village chief of the seeds they needed, and the village purchased them collectively.

As a result, after buying the seeds, Shen Minghuan asked him to leave, saying that he wanted to soak them in his newly made growth liquid.

Naturally, the villagers believed in him very much and took the initiative to send the seeds without even asking. For this reason, the sowing time was a few days later than in previous years.

These seeds are not a small amount of money, and if the timing is missed, it will be a bigger and more unforgivable waste.

But they still enthusiastically handed them all to Shen Minghuan, and handed over their family's food to Shen Minghuan without reservation.

In this era, the more farmers value land and food, the more they can highlight the weight and preciousness of this trust.

Shen Minghuan has never liked to explain. He always takes on the heavy responsibility and solves the problem alone. Even if there are many people around him, he always has a kind of loner pride.

But this time it was strange. The villagers did not ask, but Shen Minghuan took the initiative to tell the village chief: "Soaking the seeds in the growth liquid for three days can increase vitality, shorten the growth period, and the quality of the crops grown can also be better."

Facts have proved that Shen Minghuan was right to tell the village chief only.

After hearing this, the other silly villagers probably cheered and left it alone. Mutian and even Tong County are too small and too remote, so their horizons are also limited by this square piece of land.

They didn't know how great this research was. They just thought it was something every college student would know. Since Shen Minghuan was from Kyoto, Kyoto should have used it long ago.

The village chief had also gone to a bigger city in his early years and vaguely realized the importance of this growth liquid.

He had seen people starving to death on the roadside, experienced famine, and seen withered bodies gnawing on tree bark and eating soil. He had also been so thin that his skeleton was protruding, and he was dying like a breathing skeleton.

After sowing, the village chief spent most of his time with the cabbage in the field.

The growth period of cabbage is about two months. They sowed in early August, but now it is almost grown in September.

The village chief touched the green leaves of the cabbage excitedly, and then he was overjoyed.

If the seeds of cabbage and radish can be soaked, then can wheat be soaked? Then next year, wouldn't they be able to harvest twice as much food in half the time?

If all the seeds in the whole of China use this growth liquid, what disasters do they still have to fear?

Children will no longer cry weakly in the middle of the night due to hunger, and the elderly will no longer have to worry about wasting food and starve themselves to death.

The village chief dared to use his own experience of traveling all over the country to guarantee that China does not have this technology at present.

Otherwise, it would not be like this now, otherwise even if their Mutian Village was remote, they would not have heard of it.

The village chief thought that, judging from the current situation, Teacher Shen is clearly the treasure of the entire China, and it is a waste of talent to teach these eight or nine-year-old bastards.

The country must have secretly brought Shen Minghuan to them. It was fake to be a teacher, but actually to do research. No wonder Teacher Shen was targeted by spies.

The village chief suddenly clapped his hands vigorously, and he suddenly realized: "So this is an experimental field!"

This is the honor of the ancestral graves. Their Mutian Village must do this beautifully and hand in a perfect answer to the motherland!

He was full of confidence when he heard a strange, young voice behind him:

"Uncle, do you need help?"

Fang Peng rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs.