When Zhang Zian reported the situation of the insect storm with Grandma Gu, she tried her best to keep her voice down and did not want Director Yan to hear it. Her eyes often glanced at Director Yan quietly, for fear that she would jump out to object.

But he was afraid of anything. As soon as he said the word "pesticide", Director Yan burst into fur like a cat who was stepped on his tail.

"Spray pesticides on the streets? No! No! No! No!" She shook her head and looked like a rattle, saying four "No" indiscriminately.

"It's not spraying on the street, it's spraying on the trees next to the street..." Zhang Zi'an tried to explain.

"No!" she said firmly, "There are so many pregnant women, elderly and children on this street. They are not as strong as you young men. How can you spray pesticides? Are you trying to make money or what?"

As soon as the big hat was pulled off, Zhang Zi'an immediately became silent.

In fact, pesticides are not that scary? They are diluted when used, and they are not allowed to tilt your head and drink them into your stomach... Besides, which fruits and vegetables you usually eat have never sprinkled with pesticides? Aren’t they still washed and eaten in their stomachs? How many people can afford the special organic vegetables for three meals a day?

The young civil servants in the office stared at the computer screen with dull eyes, pretending to be unable to hear.

Only Grandma Gu smoothed out and said, "Oh, Xiaoyan, you have such a bad temper. At least you'll hear him finish..."

"Sister Gu, it's not that I don't sell you this face. As long as I stay in this office for a day, I will never agree to spray pesticides on the street!" Director Yan's face turned pale. After saying that, he might feel a little too much. He slowed down and added: "It won't work in the short term. In three months... you can discuss it again."

Everyone in the office knew that her daughter-in-law's due date was within three months.

Three months...

Zhang Zian smiled bitterly.

In Binhai City, it is not raining for more than half a month in summer. When it rains, insect scourges may break out. How could it take for three months?

"This... maybe the pesticide is not toxic to people?" Grandma Gu signaled Zhang Zi'an with her eyes.

"Not poisonous? Are pesticides poisonous?" Director Yan sneered and turned his head to a young civil servant and said, "Xiao Jing, check it online to see what paper is there, is it poisonous?"

After ordering the task, she deliberately smiled at Zhang Zi'an: "You young people all like to check things online, whether they are poisonous, and see what they say online."

Xiao Jing did not dare to neglect it, so he immediately searched for the cypermethrin mentioned by Zhang Zi'an, and then said: "...heating for more than 220c, the substance decomposes to form cyanide gas...medium toxicity, high toxicity of fish, and huge toxicity to bees and silkworms..."

"Cyanide!"

Director Yan was even more terrified and his eyes were almost glaring out. In her opinion, cyanide was arsenic. How could it be sown on the street?

"No! No! No! Absolutely not! I don't agree if I hit me!"

She slapped the table and stamped her feet, and she didn't have the opportunity to speak and explain.

Is cypermethrin toxic? Of course, there is, otherwise how can caterpillars be poisoned? The explanation also mentioned that it is extremely toxic to bee silkworms. Because of this, this pesticide is the most effective medicine for eliminating various caterpillars.

Putting aside the dose to talk about toxicity is a hooligan, how big is the caterpillar? Just dilute cypermethrin with water to the point where it can kill the caterpillar. That concentration may not be as harmful to people as smog. After all, people at most inhale some and will not drink it into their stomachs...

Moreover, there are many ways to reduce the impact on people. After all, setting the spraying time to the middle of the night in the quiet middle of the night will hardly affect anyone. After a few hours, it will be dawn, and the remaining potions will have already drifted away with the wind.

Or you can also pay attention to the local weather forecast and spray it in a concentrated manner before it rains to allow the rainwater to wash away the remaining pesticides. This is all OK.

As for cyanide, it is necessary to heat cyanthrin to above 220 degrees before it decomposes into cyanide gas. Who would do this?

As long as your mind does not fall apart, there are always more ways than difficulties, but if you don’t even listen, you deny the feasibility of spraying pesticides, there is really no way.

Director Yan is not good at one, but he is clearly an unreasonable attitude of my vulnerable group. He always thinks about pregnant women, elderly people and children, which makes Zhang Zi'an mute and eats coptis chinensis, and can't speak.

He and Grandma Gu looked at each other helplessly. Since they had encountered a tough nail here, it would be useless to say too much, and there was no need to stay and quarrel with this crazy woman.

"Okay... Grandma Gu, then I'll say goodbye first." He stood up, still not giving up completely, and planned to wait until one day when Director Yan is away, then come and make a comment to Grandma Gu.

"Okay, Xiao Anzi, you have a lot of things in the store. Let's go and do it first. I will seriously consider what you are talking about, grandma."

Grandma Gu felt sorry for her and stood up to see Zhang Zi'an out.

"Hey? Wait."

Director Yan suddenly called Zhang Zi'an and looked at him suspiciously.

He thought she had changed her mind, but she changed the subject and said, "You are the one who runs a pet shop on this street? Do you know that the parasites on cats and dogs are harmful to pregnant women? Some days ago, someone reported that there were several stray dogs running around on the street. Did you run out of your store?"

Zhang Zi'an: "..."

He came here for public welfare and asked the street office for help. If the transaction fails to be righteous, then people will disagree. Then we will wait for the consequences... Unexpectedly, it will cause trouble in the end.

"No, no, no dog in my store has been thrown away. Stray dogs are not dogs in my store. My store is full of small or medium-sized dogs, and there are no particularly large dogs... and the cats and dogs in my store are dewormed and are usually closed in the store and will not contact pregnant women..."

He quickly defended himself incoherently, without arguing in vain whether the parasites on cats and dogs had any effect on pregnant women, but insisted that the cats and dogs in his shop had no parasites and would not contact pregnant women.

"Yeah?"

Director Yan didn't believe it very much, but then he thought that Zhang Zi'an and Sister Gu seemed to be quite familiar with each other, and that pet store was quite far from Donghua Community, and probably wouldn't have any impact, so he no longer pursued it. He just thought it was just to sell his face to Sister Gu. She also had to keep her energy and deal with the old head next door after get off work.

Zhang Zian said goodbye in a hurry, almost running away with his head in his arms like he escaped from the collapsed sea of ​​devils, and did not let Grandma Gu send it out.

He only put his heart back in his stomach after leaving the small courtyard of the street office.

Forget it, be kind-hearted and treat it as a donkey. Since he doesn't care, what else can he say? Just keep it alone.

He shook his head and turned around the pet shop.
Chapter completed!