Chapter 147 The saplings are all dead

For the sake of an old man and a sapling, they actually laughed at themselves as a college student, so there was no need for these saplings to live.

Chen Jianguo rushed down to the ground and broke a sapling directly, but it was a bit difficult. Seeing that there were still two acres of land, he chose to give up and think of other ways.

Turning back, he saw some lime piled not far away. He remembered that the cultural relics bureau brought it to sprinkle it around the tomb and said it was to protect the tomb.

Chen Jianguo went up directly and walked over with a bag of lime. He put all the lime into the ditch next to the sapling field in a certain proportion, and then guided the lime water into the sapling field. Watching the lime water slowly flow into the three acres of land, Chen Jianguo sneered. Didn’t he say that he, a student from the Agricultural University, didn’t he know how to plant it? Then let her know what professional knowledge is.

Low-concentration lime water can protect the saplings, but high-concentration will burn the roots of the tree. The water in the ditch is obviously stored by the old man to water the trees. Now, in summer, all crops are short of water. The water in the reservoir has to be released uniformly after each village is ready. There is no large amount of water to dilute the lime water. Now such a high-concentration lime water will definitely kill these trees.

Didn’t Qiao Muyue laugh at her agricultural college student as a nerd? Then let her know how powerful a nerd is.

Early in the morning, Qiao Muyue stretched and slept late last night, so she got up late, and the sun was rising high.

The main reason was that Sun Jincheng had been entangled, and finally Sun Xiang came to the door and pulled him back, which made Qiao Muyue sleep very late.

When I walked to the main hall, I saw porridge and two buns left on the table. It seemed that my parents had already opened a shop. Qiao Muyue was thinking about whether to buy a house in the town.

Otherwise, my parents would be very tired when they traveled back and forth every day. Although they gave Song Baiwan the money they had before to buy a house in City B, they made some money to catch Li Laowu in Yunwu City last time. It should be enough to get some more to buy a house in the town.

After breakfast, Qiao Muyue had just walked out of the yard when she heard Grandma Wu sitting outside sighing.

"It's really a killer! You're a sin! You can't die a good death!"

Qiao Muyue was stunned. Grandma Wu has a good temper and never scolds people. Who provoked her? Could it be Qiao Muxin?

She hurried forward: "Grandma Wu! What happened to you early this morning?"

Grandma Wu sighed when she saw Qiao Muyue: "It's pitiful! That Chen Jianguo must die well!"

Chen Jianguo and Qiao Muyue frowned. According to the facial features, Chen Jianguo should have been dealt with. Is there something wrong with Song Baiwan?

"What happened? What happened to Chen Jianguo?"

Qiao Muyue asked.

Grandma Wu said: "The several acres of saplings in Old Man Lu's house were harmed by Chen Jianguo. Chen Jianguo has run away now!"

Qiao Muyue was confused when she heard this. She didn't understand what was going on.

"I just saw it. Now the village has gone to Old Man Lu's nursery, and the village chief is also there. All the saplings on the three acres of land have been soaked in the lime water. Old Man Lu cried to death in the field! No one in the village does such unethical things, only Chen Jianguo is not there. The village chief said that Chen Jianguo committed hooliganism and the police are looking for him. That must be what he did!"

Grandma Wu couldn't explain the consequences clearly, but Qiao Muyue had already understood it.

It should be that Chen Jianguo was found out by the police. This should be done by Song Baiwan. The police came to arrest Chen Jianguo but failed. He ran away overnight. Old Lu’s three acres were soaked in lime water. Now the saplings must be burned to death. As for why Chen Jianguo did this, Qiao Muyue also speculated that when the village chief introduced him, he was embarrassed in the saplings. He should have wanted to breathe a sigh of relief.

Qiao Muyue's face darkened. Those saplings were the life of Mr. Lu. How dare Chen Jianguo, a beast?

"Grandma Wu! I'll go over and take a look!"

Grandma Wu nodded and then started scolding Chen Jianguo again.

Qiao Muyue hurriedly ran towards the back mountain and saw a group of people surrounding her from afar. It was obvious that everyone in the village had come.

Before Qiao Muyue could get close, she heard the sound of Mr. Lu crying.

At the same time, there were also voices of villagers talking.

"It's so pitiful. How many seedlings are there in these three acres of land? They are all dead!"

"It's a sin! This old father Lu has been busy for a year, working hard to get up early and work hard to help..."

"I don't know if it was done by Chen Jianguo, but who else can be there besides him? This one who killed Thousand Swords!"

"Now the police are going to arrest him, it is normal for a hooligan to do such a thing!"

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Qiao Muyue approached and saw that the soil in the several acres in front of her were traces of white lime water. It was obvious that the lime water had penetrated deep into the soil. After all, it was summer, and the trees and soil were originally short of water...

Dad Lu knelt on the ground and cried bitterly at the saplings in front of him. The desolate crying made people feel uncomfortable.

"Old man Lu, don't be sad. I have called the police. Comrade police will definitely give you justice!"

Qiao Qiangsheng persuaded him.

Sun Jincheng, who was in the crowd, saw Qiao Muyue, his eyes lit up and he immediately walked over.

"Yue'er! Are you here?"

Qiao Muyue was too lazy to pay attention to it. Looking at the saplings in the ground, the sun was already rising and the leaves began to droop.

Qiao Muxin in the crowd had a gloomy face and did not come over.

"Village Chief! Can you ask the village to open the sluice gate? As long as the sluice gate is opened and the water in the reservoir flows here, these saplings may still be alive!"

Qiao Muyue looked at Qiao Qiangsheng.

"The lime water concentration is very high and the roots of these saplings will be burned to death. If you use large amounts of water to pass through the field and dilute the concentration of lime water, it will not only not burn the roots of the tree, but will also protect the tree and will be sterilized!"

Qiao Muyue was afraid that Qiao Qiangsheng would not understand, so she explained it a little.

When Old Man Lu heard Qiao Muyue's words, he also looked at Qiao Qiangsheng as if he was asking for help.

Qiao Qiangsheng had a bitter face: "No! The water in this reservoir is opened uniformly in the village. It will be released uniformly when each family plantes seedlings. How could it be released for a few acres of saplings? That's the matter of seven or eight villages in the village. If the transplanting of rice is delayed, it is not comparable to that of a few acres of saplings!"

As soon as these words were said, Qiao Muyue was silent. Qiao Qiangsheng's words did not lie. After all, it was not a matter of a village, but a matter of a township. The rice and harvest of hundreds of households cannot be made an exception for the three acres of saplings. If the harvest is delayed, hundreds of households will be delayed.

The village is short of water, especially in summer. Although there is some water in the pond, it is impossible to attract it. With manpower, how much does it take to pick it up?

Old man Lu looked at the saplings in despair, and suddenly coughed dryly, vomited scarlet and then fainted, and everyone was startled.

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