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Yang Xiaotao clenched his fists together, full of expectations for the next tractor design.

"Xiao Tao, why are you so dazed? You're going home!"

When you are in a daze, time always passes quickly.

It was still early, but everyone was already packing their things.

Then I remembered that today is the Qingming Festival!

Following Yang Dazhuang and the others home, Yang Xiaotao walked into the yard.

Ran Qiuye came out to help get something, which was actually a hoe. Yang Xiaotao didn't let her use it and put it against the wall.

"Go and wash your face."

"Everything is ready. This time, I won't go!"

Ran Qiuye said, patting the dust for Yang Xiaotao.

Yang Xiaotao hummed, washed his face and walked into the room.

Ran Qiuye handed over a small basket, and Yang Xiaotao took a look. There was a stack of yellow paper inside, and another wrapped in yellow paper containing steamed buns.

Finally, there is a wine bottle, but it contains water.

"Go early and come back early!"

Mr. Yang felt a little melancholy. Yang Xiaotao responded and went out to the south cemetery with Yang Dazhuang and others.

When we came to a small mound, otherwise the words "Yang Laogen" on the wood standing in front of it would have been regarded as an ordinary mound.

Yang Xiaotao put a stack of yellow paper on the stone in front and lit it with a match.

Then he opened the wine bottle and poured the wine aside.

Finally, he kowtowed at the grave, stood up, and together with Yang Dazhuang, distributed the remaining yellow paper to other graves.

Others around are also handing out yellow paper.

Although wooden signs are erected on these graves, there are no names on them.

Finally, the paper was ignited, sparks rose and smoke filled the air.

After the fire burned out and there were no more sparks, everyone walked to the grave with no name.

Everyone was arranged according to seniority.

"salute!"

When Yang Dazhuang roared, everyone raised their hands to their eyebrows.

Solemn and solemn.

The breeze swept across the earth, and among the grass clippings rolled up, there seemed to be charging figures one after another, fighting to the death.

They are not soldiers, and those lying inside may not be soldiers either.

But they use this method every year to comfort the heroes who have struggled and to warn the living.

Without sacrifice, where can there be peace?

Heroes need to be remembered.

Yang Xiaotao returned to the village with everyone, came to his home, and had dinner with Mr. Ran Qiuye Yang. He will return to the courtyard tomorrow.

Things here are almost done, now we just have to wait for the corn to take root and sprout, and when it is pollinated, it will come back again.

The next day, Yang Xiaotao took Ran Qiuye to say goodbye to the villagers, and Director Gao also left.

However, he is only leaving temporarily and will be back soon.

Other people from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences are here, continuing to observe and record the growth of corn.

Returning to the courtyard, Ran Qiuye went home to tidy up.

The weather is clear and there are many people walking around in the courtyard.

Yang Xiaotao is tidying up the garden in the yard. He has nothing to plant except leeks. Yang Xiaotao plans to plant some tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers and the like.

Ask Ran Qiuye before planting other vegetables.

After lunch, Yang Xiaotao went to the cement factory and used Li Zhixing's internal channels to buy a bag of cement. After returning to the courtyard, he built a pond next to the well.

You can use it for laundry and water in the future.

As for the pressure well, Zhou Peng had already prepared it.

It is worth mentioning that Zhou Kui is still wandering around the countryside, and he doesn’t know how much the well-drilling machine has drilled. In short, he learned from Liu Yuhua that when the salary was paid last month, he received it on Zhou Kui’s behalf, which was higher than hers.

The wages are high.

Now the life of the young couple is getting better and better, and many people in the courtyard have begun to be jealous.

Of course, it’s not without regrets, it’s just that I lack a child.
Chapter completed!