Du Limei got the account, and Song Qingyun was very happy.

As for the message from the person on the Internet, he thought it was a bit unreliable. People said that he was a doctor, and no one could guarantee this. Song Qingyun was also in a hurry to seek medical treatment.

Now that it is fine, he can return to Hongshi Village with peace of mind.

However, Qian Song was appreciated by Du Limi for this, but he felt an indescribable melancholy in his heart.

This felt very bad. Song Qingyun shook his head and tried his best to put this negative emotion behind him.

When the car arrived in City W, Song Qingyun found an agricultural supplies store, bought copper sulfate, and asked the store owner how to configure the medicine liquid.

The boss asked him how much he wanted. After hearing from Song Qingyun that there were thousands of acres of grapes, he calculated that he had to prepare two thousand kilograms of potions. Copper sulfate, quicklime, and water were prepared in a ratio of one to one hundred. 2,000 kilograms of Bordeaux liquid, which required 10 kilograms of copper sulfate and quicklime. Inject one percent of the water into one pool, and inject nine-tenths of water into the other pool; dissolve quicklime and copper sulfate respectively; be sure to quickly inject nine-tenths of copper sulfate diluent into one to ten lime mortar.

Song Qingyun made a record with paper and pen and said, "Okay, I have to buy quicklime."

So I bought two more packets of lime and threw them directly into the trunk of the car.

The boss selling building materials was surprised and asked, "It's a pity to throw lime into your car like this."

Song Qingyun: "A car is a means of transportation."

The boss was knowledgeable and was not surprised, but only sighed in his heart: "The old man is old and fat."

He saw the sky and had a construction site boss coming to buy materials.

The biggest feature of the construction site owner is that he is rich and likes to waste things. He buys cement, putty, etc. and throws it directly into the car. The Land Rover, Touareg, land cruiser, and Lexus are as dirty as agricultural vehicles.

The most outrageous thing is that there is a Wrangler who specializes in leather, which is the Wrangler driven by the boss who scrapes pig skin. The inside and outside of the car are greasy. When you touch it with your hands, it is stuck all over your palm.

It's terrible to be uneducated.

I pulled up copper sulfate and quicklime and rushed all the way to Hongshi Village. It was already afternoon.

After driving for about five hours, Song Qingyun was exhausted enough, but he didn't care about resting. He parked the car directly at the entrance of the convenience store and ran in and shouted, "Yonghua, make me a cup of strong tea? I can't even open my eyes? I have something to discuss with you."

"What's the matter?" Liu Yonghua happened to be at home today? Come and ask.

Song Qingyun: "You know that the grapes in Lao Qi's wife's house are sick. I just asked Mei Yong."

"It would be great if Sister Mei is there." Liu Yonghua smiled: "Not only is the old seventh wife's family very worried, but I am also worried? I am worried that this will infect the grapes from other families."

"Are you really right? This disease is contagious and it is very contagious. If you leave it alone, more than a thousand acres of grapes in our village will be finished with eggs."

"Twenty cups of strong tea." Gong Zhu coldly held a cup of tea in front of Song Qingyun.

Song Qingyun was dissatisfied: "Don't you all have two dollars a cup here?"

Zhuhua: "Others have two pieces? You five pieces. You ten pieces of strong tea? Who are you Song Qingyun? First Secretary? You get twenty pieces."

"Then I won't drink it."

"Sorry? No goods will be returned or exchanged when they leave the counter."

Song Qingyun had no choice but to say: "Okay? I'll give the money."

"Go away, Zhuhua, don't make trouble. I'm talking about serious matters with Secretary Song." Liu Yonghua drove his wife away, and then whispered to Song Qingyun: "Zhuhua is in a bad mood these days, so I'll take care of her."

"What's wrong?"

"What else can happen? It's the little bastard of my family? I broke up with his girlfriend a few days ago."

Song Qingyun: "The main task of students is to study? What kind of love should they have? Isn't it a good thing to break up?"

Liu Yonghua was very embarrassed: "It's a good thing, but the female classmates were very sad and wiped their tears. The teacher asked her to invite her parents? She was so angry that she couldn't even raise her head."

Song Qingyun shook his head. This Hongshi Village is also evil, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and boys are all handsome. Because of this, their love life is both rich and bumpy. What can you do?

In fact, it is not only a matter of children. Since Song Qingyun came to Hongshi Village, he has been inconsistent with Zhuhua, and they didn't talk to each other when they met. After a few words, Zhuhua was also sarcastic and sarcastic.

The two have old grudges.

After listening to Song Qingyun's talk about the grapes, Liu Yonghua said: "I will unload the chemicals and lime later. I will find someone to dig a pond at the door and mix the lime water, so that the farmers can come over and pick it up and brush it."

Bordeaux liquid is very simple to use, just use a brush to brush the medicine on the grape stalks, which is only one foot long.

Song Qingyun asked the villagers if they had any brushes. Liu Yonghua said if they had any brushes. He called the villagers who worked in the city later and asked them to buy some back when they got off work.

As he was talking, he saw Lao Qipo coming in. He was here to buy salt.

Liu Yonghua: "Lao Qi, you are here just in time. Secretary Song and I are talking about your grapes."

Seeing Song Qingyun, his old-fashioned eyes lit up and he asked repeatedly: "Secretary Song, is there any savings in my grapes?"

Song Qingyun: "It's no help. Sister Mei said that she had to pull it out and burn it with fire. In addition, your land must be completely disinfected to avoid spreading to other families. Lao Qi, you have to make a sacrifice this time, I'm very sorry."

Unconsciously, he also followed the villagers to call his junior sister Sister Mei.

The old lady looked gloomy: "This..."

Liu Yonghua comforted him: "Lao Qi, that is, he loses some money for seedlings, and replants are just the same."

Song Qingyun shook his head: "Sister Mei means that you should not carry grapes on your land for the time being, and plant other crops for a season. Let's talk about it when the soil completely returns to normal."

Hearing him say this, Lao Qipo suddenly became anxious: "Secretary Song, I don't know what to plant, tell me."

Liu Yonghua said: "Isn't it good to grow other things, all kinds of cucumbers and all kinds of cowpeas?"

Lao Qipo: "Yonghua, are you kidding?"

"It's not a joke. Your land is full of sandy soil, suitable for growing vegetables. By the way, it's best to grow peanuts. At that time, you can water as much water as you want, and no one can take care of you."

Lao Qipo sighed: "Yonghua, I spent a lot of money to build that greenhouse and borrowed money to plant peanuts? The peanuts cost only a pound, and I don't know how much money it will take to make it back in many years. Are you harming me? I still have to plant grapes. Anyway, I just buy some seedlings and delay it for a few months."

Song Qingyun advised: "Lao Qi, that's it. Your field has been stained with fungi, and you have to take turns to crop for a season. You can only continue to plant grapes until the downy mold inside disappears. If you plant grapes again, you may still have to get sick."

"I, I... I owe so much money to grow peanuts... Why do I pay back the money?" Lao Qipo refused.

Liu Yonghua: "Lao Qi, it doesn't matter if you continue to grow grapes. If others are infected, who can bear this responsibility? We cannot do such unethical things. Will I listen to my success? I will contact you about peanut seeds and we will definitely find the best variety."

He had WeChat in the village. Since he had already said this, Lao Qipo was helpless and nodded in a cowardly agreement.

Grape downy mildew is starting to be a joke.

The way fungi reproduces is very simple. One is mycelium splitting, but using the wind to spread spores. If you leave it alone, no matter how many vineyards blow, they will turn white within a few days.

Fortunately, the vineyards in the village are all greenhouses, which are separated from the air flow, so they have not flooded.

Without further ado, the next day, the grape farmers in the village were organized.

Liu Yonghua built two small ponds at the door of his house, put copper sulfate, quicklime, and water, and the Bordeaux liquid was mixed.

The villagers all brought buckets to carry the water and were busy underwater.

Chen Jianguo repeatedly reminded on the radio that the greenhouses of grape growers should be ventilated and breathable, keep the soil dry, and watered regularly.

He said: "The water and fertilizer of our grapes are controlled by computers. Don't just think about it and implement something in. Are you better than Professor Bai and Sister Mei? You don't know how to do things in science and do not tell yourself, but you want to harm others. Are you embarrassed?"

This was already a personal attack on Lao Qi, and Song Qingyun was speechless when he heard it.

What else can he say? The one who suffered the biggest loss in this matter was Lao Qipo's family. According to him, in order to build a greenhouse, their family not only took out all the family's savings for many years, but also borrowed 30,000 yuan. They originally expected that the grapes would have a good harvest after the fruits were born next year. They correctly recovered all their investments within two or three years, but now they are all in vain.

To be honest, Song Qingyun felt uncomfortable.

Considering that the whole village is busy and the lack of labor in Lao Qi's family, Song Qingyun went to his greenhouse to see if there were any difficulties in his village committees.

When I arrived at the place, I saw Liu Yonghua and his son helping to pull the vines there.

Liu Yonghua is a full-time worker. Although his son is young, the baby has grown to 1.74 meters tall and strong.

The dolls are nutritious nowadays, and there is no difference between them and adults.

Seeing Song Qingyun coming, Liu Yonghua said that today, the baby will come home on holiday on Saturday. Anyway, if you have nothing to do, let him come and help. The grapes from Lao Qi's wife's house must be dealt with as soon as possible.

His baby is full of strong tendons and handsome, and it is not surprising that he fascinates the female students in the class.

The young man was invited to his parents for having an early love story. He was in a low mood and just worked in a downright position and didn't say a word from beginning to end.

When he called someone, he just snorted in his throat, and Liu Yonghua was so angry that he punched him: "You are still right to make a fool of yourself and you have lost all your face."

The young man was dissatisfied and finally spoke: "You are the son-in-law, even if I want Diodiao, I am a member of the old Gong family."

Liu Yonghua was stunned and turned pale with anger.

Song Qingyun suddenly laughed and shouted, "Yonghua, your son is very rebellious and will have a great future."

Song Qingyun also went to help. The old lady and the wife were very grateful and said, "Oh, we don't know how to do things in science and make such a big mess." As a result, Secretary Song and Yonghua came to help, me, me, me, I...

Liu Yonghua smiled and said, "The old seventh wife is all her own people. If you say anything, please leave some energy to work."

They are all young and strong, and they move quickly.

Theirs quickly pulled out several acres of vines from Lao Qi's wife's house and dragged them to the open space with a cart. The fire was clean and the fire was clean. At the same time, they sprayed potions on the ground to disinfect them.

There are quite a few acres of grape vines, and there is a hill piled up there. When it is burned with fire, black smoke will roll.

In order to prevent the fire from burning the house and crops, Liu Yonghua asked his son to stay there.

The young man took a stick in his hand as a fire stick and had a lot of fun. At this time, the young man who was troubled by love finally showed a smile on his face.

The old lady was so worried that she had rickets. She asked, Secretary Song, Yonghua, isn’t it allowed to burn straw in this town? She was fined to sit in the work room when she was caught.

Song Qingyun said it was impossible. I proposed the burning of grape diseased plants. Even if I want to catch them, I have to catch them first!

Lao Qi's mother said gratefully: "Secretary Song, I have to thank you for this. If it weren't for you, if we had passed away the mold and had been left in the fields, we wouldn't be able to meet anyone in the future."

Their family suffered such great losses and was still grateful to themselves. Song Qingyun sighed: "What a kind person!"

The ground was disinfected and the diseased plants were burned. Song Qingyun's heart, hanging in the air, finally landed on the ground.
Chapter completed!