Chapter 984 Call
"Use the Qi Min Yao Shu quickly!" The little fox's roar mixed with the alarm. Qi Tongwei flipped open the ancient book he brought with him, and the yellowed pages automatically turned to the chapter "Growing Grain" in the wind. When he read out the ancient agricultural proverb, the metal instruments in the laboratory began to resonate, and the purple mycelium in the culture dish whistled like a baby crying.
Liang Lu suddenly trembled violently, and fragments of memory overflowed from her pupils: the rainy night when her father forced her to marry a powerful person, the early morning when she dissected mushroom samples alone in the laboratory, and the countless times she wanted to call Qi Tongwei but hung up. Qi Tongwei held her hand and pressed a piece of mountain soil into her palm: "The land will never reject sincerity."
When the first rays of morning light pierced through the clouds, the crisis in the laboratory was finally resolved. Liang Lu looked at the rising sun outside the window, and the mountain soil in her palm had turned into a tender sprout. Qi Tongwei took her back to the village. Under the old locust tree, Aunt Wang brought freshly picked strawberries, Zhang Dazhu cut the sweet watermelon, and the children laughed around the little fox.
"This is the forgiveness of the earth." The little fox's tail rolled up the "Qimin Yaoshu" and drew a new totem on the ground. "True symbiosis is not only between man and nature, but also between human hearts and human hearts." Liang Lu squatted down and stroked the moist soil with her fingertips. When she touched the traces of earthworms turning over, tears suddenly burst out.
Three months later, Tianshu Biotech announced its transformation into an ecological restoration laboratory. Liang Lu and her team were stationed in the village, and a new section called "People's Heart Index" was added to the monitoring station's screen. Whenever night fell, the bonfire under the old locust tree would still be lit, and the villagers would sit together, share their composting experiences, and talk about the newly cultivated strains.
Qi Tongwei stood in front of the monitoring station, watching the green data link interweave with the starry sky. The mountain breeze swept across the threshing ground, bringing with it the sweet fragrance of strawberries, the freshness of watermelons, and the scent of the new organic fertilizer developed by Liang Lu. The little fox jumped onto his shoulder and swept its tail across the screen: "You see, all imbalances will eventually find a new balance in sincerity."
In the distance, Liang Lu was taking the children to identify wild vegetables in the fields. Her white skirt was blown by the wind, like a lily blooming in the mountains.
This fertilizer, which is a mixture of mushroom waste, mugwort ash and mountain spring water, will evaporate into a light golden mist under the sun, like a long sigh from the earth.
Qi Tongwei stood on the terrace of the monitoring station, letting the mountain breeze lift the corners of his clothes. The terraced fields in the distance were stacked up like a five-line score dyed with green paint, and the villagers working in the fields were like dancing notes. The little fox squatted at his feet, tapping the ground with its tail rhythmically, as if keeping the beat for this natural movement.
"Listen." The little fox suddenly pricked up his ears. Qi Tongwei closed his eyes and heard the wind whispering through the branches of the old locust tree; the gurgling of the mountain stream in the distance, hitting the rocks and making a tinkling sound; and farther away, the laughter of children mixed with the voice of Liang Lu explaining wild vegetables, like a cheerful nursery rhyme. These sounds intertwined together and formed a wonderful resonance with the beating frequency of the soil health data transmitted from the monitoring station.
However, this harmony did not last long. One morning, a black car with an "Environmental Monitoring" logo drove into the village. Several people in suits and leather shoes jumped out of the car. The middle-aged man in the lead showed his ID and said in a cold tone: "Someone reported that you violated the rules by using unapproved fertilizers, which is suspected of damaging the soil ecology."
Qi Tongwei frowned: "Our organic fertilizer has been tested by the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences and fully meets ecological standards."
"That's the local standard." The man sneered and pulled out a stack of documents from his briefcase. "According to the latest national regulations, all agricultural inputs must be registered on a designated platform, and your product..." He paused deliberately, his eyes sweeping over Liang Lu who was applying fertilizer in the distance, "It's not on the list at all."
The mountain wind suddenly became sharp, blowing up the straw debris on the threshing ground and hitting everyone's face painfully. Aunt Wang stood out from the crowd tremblingly: "This fertilizer was made by Xiaolu and us, and we used things from the mountains. How can it be considered illegal?"
“Old lady,” the man waved his hand impatiently, “We are talking about scientific standards now, not your home-grown methods.” He turned to his subordinates and ordered: “Seal up all the fertilizers, and the relevant responsible persons…”
"Wait." Liang Lu's voice came from the crowd. She was wearing a white dress covered in mud, holding a glass bottle filled with soil samples in her hands. Her hair was messy in the mountain wind, but she could not hide the determination in her eyes. "I can prove that this fertilizer is not only harmless, but can repair damaged soil."
In the following week, the village fell into an unprecedented tense atmosphere. The lights of the monitoring station were on all night. Liang Lu led the team to repeatedly test the soil. The microbial community under the microscope was as active as a boiling galaxy. Qi Tongwei frequently traveled between the county and the village, trying to find a solution to the problem. The villagers spontaneously formed a guard team and guarded the warehouse where organic fertilizer was stored day and night.
One late night, when Qi Tongwei returned from the County Agricultural Bureau disappointed again, he found Liang Lu sitting alone under the old locust tree. The moonlight shone on her through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and the dirt stains on her white dress shimmered in the silver light.
"My father called." Liang Lu said softly, her voice crushed by the mountain wind. "He said that as long as I give up my research here, he can use his connections to help us solve the problem." She smiled bitterly. "It turns out that after so many years, he still wants to use power to control everything."
Qi Tongwei sat down beside her. The tree rings were clearly visible in the moonlight, and each line told the story of the years. "Do you remember the first time we talked about Qi Min Yao Shu in college?" he suddenly said, "At that time you said that the true wisdom of agriculture is hidden in the breath of the land."
Liang Lu raised her head, tears in her eyes: "But now, these wisdoms have become evidence of violations."
The mountain breeze blew through the space between them, carrying the unique scent of grass and trees. Qi Tongwei held her hand and felt the warmth in his palm: "The land never lies. What we have to do is to let more people hear its voice."
The turning point came after the expert group from the Provincial Academy of Agricultural Sciences arrived. When they saw the complete test data in the laboratory, the crops growing vigorously in the fields, and the microbial communities thriving in the soil, the chief expert took off his glasses and exclaimed: "This is a revolutionary discovery! Not only did you not destroy the ecology, but you found the code to make the land heal itself!"
In the end, the so-called "illegal" regulations were reviewed, and the organic fertilizer developed by Liang Lu not only obtained special approval, but was also listed as an ecological product promoted throughout the province.