In the morning, Zheng Hao did not get up. Zheng Tieshan came back from the ground happily and told Zheng Hao happily, "The ground has been poured." Zheng Hao sat up all over.

"Where is the land, what land?" Zheng Tieshan said: "Of course it is our wheat field."

Zheng Hao followed Zheng Tieshan to the field. The wheat field was watery and wet. Crystal water droplets hung on the wheat ears, which looked like pearls under the morning sunlight. He wanted to go in and take a look, but as soon as he stepped on the ground, he fell into it all of a sudden, and the mud and water were overwhelmed throughout his ankles.

Zheng Hao said: "Water so much water, and thoroughly water the ground. Who did it?" Zheng Tieshan shook his head and looked confused.

Next to them was the land of Tang Shugui's family. The dry ground exploded and there was no drop of water. The wheat drooped its head under the sun, listless.

Zheng Tieshan said in confusion: "The current water is more precious than oil for rural people. Who watered us?"

Zheng Hao said: "Is it done by Brother Tianming?" Zheng Tieshan shook his head and said: "It's impossible. Has a drop of water from his wheat field not been watered yet?"

At this time, someone shouted in the field: "Hey, Lao Zheng, who did you look for yesterday? You were busy in the field all night." Zheng Hao looked up and saw that it was Grandpa Suozi. He held a flashlight and had a quilt under his armpit, and walked over from the road.

Zheng Tieshan asked: "Big Brother, what did you see last night?"

Grandpa Suozi said: "At around 10 o'clock last night, I was about to lie down. I saw several cars coming from a distance.

I looked at it with a flashlight from afar, and there were three sprinkler trucks. Then a few people came down, one of them came to ask about your wheat field, and I told them.

They drove the car to the side of the road and put the pipes into your field. Is it too expensive to find someone to water the field like this? A mu of wheat produces up to 1,000 kilograms of wheat, a kilogram of wheat, and a kilogram of wheat, and all the wheat is sold, which is only 1,000. This is not about fertilizer, seeds and labor costs. Yesterday you would have to find these cars for five or six hundred. If you farm like this, you would lose all your money."

Zheng Tieshan smiled bitterly and said, "Although I haven't planted land for a long time, how much is the yield and income per mu, how much is it. Big brother, to be honest, I don't know who watered the land for us."

Grandpa Suozi said: "That's strange. There are such good things. If you do good things, you will not leave your name. If you say them out, no one in the village will believe it."

Zheng Tieshan asked, "What did these people say?" Grandpa Suozi shook his head and said, "No, these people left after putting the water. But when they went back, a car fell into the ditch. I saw them find another crane, pulling and pulling it all night, and it was only when it was dawn."

Zheng Hao looked far away, and there were indeed traces of a big cart of wheels running over the roadside.

Grandpa Suozi walked away with confusion. Zheng Tieshan said to Zheng Hao: "If we hire three sprinkler trucks and another crane, it would probably cost thousands of yuan to be busy with labor. This is far more than our income of wheat per acre. Who did this?"

Zheng Hao was thinking, and he vaguely guessed who it was. Zheng Hao went to Xia Town in the afternoon to buy a few bottles of pesticides because Zheng Tieshan saw aphids in the wheat leaves, stems and ears.

It was already ten days late when I got home. As soon as I entered the house, he was shocked. There was half a pig on the dining table. Six or seven boxes of Maotai and Wuliangye were piled on the right side of the door, and seven or eight boxes of milk were placed on the left side of the door.

There were bags of bananas, apples, pineapples and other fruits on the ground. What happened? Zheng Hao was full of confusion.

When Zheng Tieshan saw Zheng Hao, he asked, "What's going on?" Zheng Hao said, "I also want to ask, who gave this to me?"

Zheng Tieshan said: "This afternoon

After ordering more than you can, drive a truck and ask your name. When they know you live here, they start unloading things. Before leaving, they said it was a little bit of courtesy from Mine Manager Zhang. Who is Mine Manager Zhang?"

Zheng Hao understood that it was sent by Zhang Jing instructed someone to give it to him. He didn't know how to answer his father for a moment.

Zheng Tieshan asked again: "Why did Mine Manager Zhang deliver us something?" Zheng Hao said: "Oh, this, well, Mine Manager Zhang's daughter is a good friend in my high school."

Zheng Tieshan remembered something and asked: "Did Chief Zhang's daughter look for you a few days ago? She is now in Qingning to attend normal school, right?" Zheng Hao said yes.

Zheng Tieshan's eyes were a little joyful: "I heard that you have a good relationship." Zheng Hao said: "Yes, we are good friends."

Zheng Tieshan asked: "Can we get together in the future?" Zheng Hao said: "It's just a good friend in general, not a friend in a man-woman relationship."

Zheng Tieshan's eyes dimmed and said, "I feel that this is impossible. They are college students, after all, this is a big gap. But now the village misunderstood that you have a girlfriend."

Zheng Hao said, "I know." Zheng Tieshan said, "Why did she bring so many things to us?" Zheng Hao had an idea in his mind at this moment and said, "When she was in her senior year, she was not good at studying. It was me who tutored her and got into college. She was very grateful to me!"

Zheng Tieshan knew that although his son had not been admitted to university, his high school study was quite good. He nodded and said, "We have given too many things. We don't have a refrigerator. It will break if it is so hot. Please send it back?" Zheng Hao said, "It's not good to send it back. Just score it!"

Duan Tianming likes to drink, so Zheng Hao gave Duan Tianming two boxes of Moutai and a few kilograms of pork.

I was very happy to see Maotai Duan Tianming. However, Zheng Hao learned afterwards that Duan Tianming could not drink a drop of it, so he asked his wife to take it to the reservoir hotel for sale.

Zheng Hao sent banana apples and a box of milk to Ding Ding. He sent meat, fruits and milk to Xie Caixia's grandmother. Zheng Tieshan also gave a lot of things to his neighbors.

There were still a lot left. Zheng Tieshan borrowed a tricycle and sent it to Zhang Xingye and Yan Ming, as well as some friends who had a difficult life. In the end, there was nothing left.

One noon three days later, Xie Caixia came, holding a letter in her hand and said, "Hello Zheng, your letter."

Zheng Hao said: "How did my letter come to you?" Xie Caixia said: "The bathroom is the letter mailing room of Longshan, Dalian and Longshan. Of course, all the letters come to me first, guess who gave them to you."

Zheng Hao said, "I don't know." Xie Caixia said, "from Qingning Normal School." Zheng Hao blurted out: "It's Zhang Jing's letter."

Xie Caixia curled her lips and said, "Yeah, is it quite friendly tone?" Zheng Hao said, "Is that true? Why don't I feel it?"

Xie Caixia said, "Is it a love letter?" Zheng Hao said, "On average friend, ordinary letter." Xie Caixia shook her head and didn't believe it, and said, "I'm lying to the child. Now who doesn't know that you have a girlfriend in Qingning Normal School. It turns out that she is named Zhang Jing, so it must be a love letter." Zheng Hao said, "No."

Xie Caixia looked at the sun and said, "I still want to lie to me, but I see there are two red lips inside!" Zheng Hao said, "Give it to me."

Xie Caixia hid behind her with quick eyes and hands, and said with a smile: "Since it is an ordinary friend's letter, do you dare to let me see it?" Zheng Hao was hesitant, and he was really afraid that Zhang Jing would say some ambiguous words.

Fortunately, Xie Caixia quickly returned the letter to Zheng Hao and said, "You are so stingy. I can't read it either. It's illegal to read other people's letters privately."

After she left, Zheng Hao opened the letter. Xie Caixia was right. In addition to two pages of letter paper, there was also a piece with red color in the envelope.

Lip print tissue paper.

As expected, Zhang Jing hired someone to give gifts and watering. The gifts were bought by Zhang Jing’s parents. The watering was taken by Zhang Jing’s own initiative.

In addition, Zhang Jing attached a price list for renting a car to water the land. A car costs 300, three cars, nine hundred, and a crane cost 500. It costs 1,440 yuan for Zheng Hao to water the land. Zheng Hao took it upon himself, and the wheat was sold and the money was returned to her when it was ripe.

Zheng Hao smiled bitterly. A few days ago, Duan Tianming calculated the income of a good acre of wheat for Zheng Hao. The purpose was to let Zheng Hao understand that in fact, farming requires the heaven to make a living, and any investment in farming is not worth it.

Although Zheng Hao did not agree with Duan Tianming's statement, he still wrote down everything. Now he found paper and pen to give this young lady who didn't know how hard he suffered from farming. He also calculated the farming account.

Zheng Hao has been listing the actual output of one acre of wheat, grain, fertilizer and pesticide expenditures in detail. The details are as follows: one acre of irrigated wheat pure income

1. Material investment

(1), Seeds - about 40 yuan.

(2), Fertilizer - base fertilizer: one bag of compound fertilizer is about 160 yuan; straw is returned to the field and is 60 yuan per mu; fertilizer application during the growth period: one bag of urea is 110 yuan.

(3), cultivated land - 50 yuan.

(4), sowing - 20 yuan.

(5), water at least 3 times from seeding to harvesting, watering at least 50 to 60 yuan per water, totaling 150 to 180 yuan;

(6), Pesticides - about 30 yuan.

(7), Harvest-60 yuan.

In total, the material investment is approximately between 680 yuan and 730 yuan.

2. Human resources investment

It's okay if you're drying yourself, but if you're a hired worker, you have to pay.

3. If the wheat yield per mu is 1,000 kilograms and wheat per kilogram of 1 yuan and 3 cents, the theoretical total income should be around 1,030 yuan.

4. Net income = theoretical total income - actual total investment: 1030-(680--730)=300--350 (yuan).

This is still a high calculation, but in fact there are not so many. Now seeds are expensive, fertilizers are expensive, pesticides are expensive, electricity is expensive, wages are expensive, and wheat prices are reduced. There is another natural disaster and man-made disaster. Sometimes the yield per mu of wheat cannot be made at least 1,000 kilograms, which is only about 800 to 900 kilograms.

If sowing is more dense, the seeds of a mu of land are sometimes as high as 80 yuan, and the price of three water is nearly 200 yuan. In this way, the net income of a mu of wheat is scattered around 200 yuan.

In other words, farmers can only make no profit when growing wheat. At best, they can get some food to "repair the earth."

Therefore, most of the strong rural laborers went out to work, and the fields managed these "small and small" errands had to let the left-behind elderly and women do it.

If you are willing to help farm, you are welcome to ask a few sprinkler trucks to help water the land when planting corn.

Finally, at the end of the letter, Zheng Hao solemnly wrote: "What is showing off wealth? Eating abalone is not called showing off wealth, driving Faraday is not called showing off wealth, and buying a plane is not called showing off wealth.

Spend two thousand yuan to buy something worth five hundred yuan. This is really a show of wealth. If I ask me to sell the wheat and pay for you to water the land, I will not want the wheat this year, I will give it all. Please hire someone to harvest the wheat!"

The letter written by Zhang Jing is full of enthusiasm and ambiguity. Zheng Hao's reply is full of scientific analysis of rigorous logic.
Chapter completed!