novelraw Chapter 398 Who knows that Chinese food on a plate is hard work
Chapter 398 Who knows that Chinese food on a plate is hard work
Chapter 398 Who knows that Chinese food on a plate is hard work
Gu Gu Guo and Cheng Hua'an, the two elderly people are involved in very different fields, and they have never met each other, but they have a certain characteristic that is unexpectedly similar.
The former burnt his life for Xia Guo's nuclear project until the last moment of his life; the latter said that he would work on the breeding business until he could not move.
A word suddenly appeared in Ren Ming's mind, the pillar of the country.
Tang Heming said: "I finally know why our program is called "Amazing Life"."
As soon as he opened his mouth, others thought he was trying to hide again, so no one picked him up.
The most embarrassing thing is that no one cares about you.
The feeling of being forced to hold back what you want to say is really driving people crazy.
Seeing that no one paid attention to him, Tang Heming was not embarrassed, and he praised himself: "Because life is really amazing. Every ordinary day we spend may be a miracle that happens continuously."
"Hunger, war, and disease have never missed a day in our human history. Even today's Blue Star is still not a peaceful world."
"The reason why I can sit here and chat leisurely today is because I was born in a peaceful country."
He looked at Cheng Huaan and said, "It is generation after generation of researchers like you who guarantee my ordinary life. Here, I only represent myself and pay you the highest respect. Thank you, old man. "
His words made Cheng Hua'an feel unbearable.
In his consciousness, he never felt that he was so great.
All the work I did was just my job as a breeder, and I couldn't afford Tang Heming's evaluation at all.
So, he waved his hand and said, "I'm not the kind of good person you said, I can't reach it. The division of labor is different, I just did what I should do. Just like a chef, I just want to cook delicious dishes to entertain customers .”
"I'm just an ordinary person, not a genius, and I don't have much ability. The country trusts me and entrusts me with such a task."
"I just completed the task assigned to me by the country. If I have any contribution, it is that I did not embarrass the country that trusted me."
Cheng Huaan was sitting on a small plastic stool. He was not tall. Because of his age, he hunched slightly and then became even shorter.
But all the people present, including all the staff, saw an extremely tall figure.
It is a kind of tallness in the soul, and it is also admirable from the heart.
It was quiet again under the big tree, the only sound in the air was the rustling of the leaves being blown by the wind.
In the corn field in the distance, the tall corn is also gently swaying under the wind, showing off its slender figure and numerous fruits.
"Old man, I remember that you are from Nanjiang." Zhang Ziyue asked curiously: "Nanjiang is also a major food province, so why do you travel thousands of miles every year to Haiya to breed seeds?"
Cheng Huaan explained: "In the north, corn can only be planted once a year, but in Haiya, the time for sowing and breeding can be one year earlier than in the north."
"In this way, farmers will be able to plant newly bred and improved seeds every year, so I volunteered to come to Haiya from October to May of the next year."
Ren Ming, who had done his homework in advance, added: "Since 1964, the old man has spent 57 consecutive Spring Festivals in Haiya with corn."
Hearing his addition, Cheng Hua'an hastily explained: "It's not that I'm pursuing advancement, nor is it that I'm high-minded, so I have to take advantage of the Chinese New Year."
"It's the corn pollination period, just during the Spring Festival. This is the most critical time for corn growth, and it must come at this time."
"And I'm not the only one who comes to work every time. Everyone's contribution is the same. Every breeder has worked hard."
He always retains a sense of humility in his heart, and never thinks that his hard work is too high, and he never thinks how great he is.
Therefore, he is particularly afraid that others will praise him too highly.
He felt that there were many people who were more powerful and contributed more than him, and he was not qualified for that.
While chatting, they suddenly talked about Cheng Huaan's family.
Yu Hong asked, "Old man, how many children do you have?"
Speaking of his children, Cheng Huaan smiled again, and said, "Three, two sons and one daughter."
Seeing how relieved he was, Yu Hong also smiled: "It seems that the three of them make you feel very proud."
Cheng Hua'an nodded and said, "The three of them have never worried me about their studies or work since they were young. I am usually busy with work and have little time to care about them, but the three of them still rely on their own efforts to pass the exam. Went to college."
At that time, universities had not experienced enrollment expansion, and the admission rate was frighteningly low.
And the three children can be admitted to university with their own efforts, which is the most proud thing in his life.
Yu Hong continued to ask: "Old man, you said it yourself, you usually care less about them, so do they have any complaints about you? Do you blame you for always working and not being with them?"
Cheng Huaan shook his head, still maintaining a smile on his face, "When they were young, I was often away from home, but they got used to it later."
"Since middle school, they have lived on campus and worked part-time in school. Everyone has a strong ability to be independent."
"Later, they grew up, worked and started families. With their own families, they got used to my absence and didn't need me anymore."
He said this with a smile, but the people around him felt more sad.
No matter how sensible and independent a child is, he is still a child after all. He does not know what it means to serve the country and the people. He only knows that his father is always in a hurry.
Being bullied, my father is not there; there is a parent-teacher meeting, but my father is not there; every Spring Festival, the day of family reunion, my father is still not there.
Under such circumstances, how could the few children not complain? The habit he mentioned may be more of a kind of numbness.
And the sentence "They don't need me" made the eyes of some parents in the program group blush.
Only those who are already parents know what kind of heartache he felt when he said this sentence.
"Who knows that every piece of Chinese food is hard work." Yang Minghui said: "This is a poem that Ren Ming uttered when cooking at noon. It really couldn't be more suitable to put on the old man."
"Because of this seed, the old man has missed so much family happiness that he could have enjoyed in peace."
When these words reached Cheng Huaan's heart, the smile on his face slowly froze.
He is also a human being, not a ruthless machine that only immerses himself in scientific research, he also has his own emotional needs as an ordinary person.
However, for the sake of this country, in order to allow more people to have enough food and good food, he can only bury this need in his heart.
"Old man." Yu Hong's voice attracted his attention, "Do you have any regrets about your family and your children?"
His sparse, gorgeous hair swayed in the wind, and his dark skin was covered with wrinkles.
Cheng Huaan was still smiling, but his eyes were slowly turning red, his lips trembled, and he smiled and said, "No..."
After he uttered a word, he suddenly lost his voice, because he suppressed the crying in his throat with all his strength.
"No regrets."
His lips trembled as he uttered these words, but his expression betrayed him deeply.
His voice was trembling, and he said with tears: "The work... has been done, I... I have no regrets..."
Two sentences, three times choked up, he said no regrets, but all the grievances and remorse in his heart burst out at this moment.
"At that time, my parents... Later, even my wife was gone... I didn't care about it."
There was a sad atmosphere in the air, and his sudden outburst of emotion made the eyes of the people around him turn red.
"She gave birth to three children, and every time, I was not by her side... At the end of her death, I was still not at home... I am sorry for her."
Passionate since ancient times hurt parting.
But what is more sad than parting is that when you return home, the person who has been standing at the door to welcome you home never shows up again, and in the days to come, heaven and man will always be separated.
Emotional joy and sorrow hurt the old man's body the most. The most important thing to do at this time is to let Cheng Huaan calm down.
Ren Ming handed him a tissue and said, "Old man, this work you do is for the future generations of our entire country, and your contribution will last forever."
"Your wife has known you for a lifetime, and she must be the one who understands and supports you the most."
"I also believe that her spirit in heaven will not blame you for not being there at that time, because she knows that your job is to feed more families."
Cheng Huaan took the tissue, wiped away his tears, and smiled again, and said, "Yes, she has always been the one who supports me the most, and she is also used to it just like my child."
Ren Ming added: "Every spring, you are with the corn in the field. In a sense, the corn is also your child."
Cheng Huaan nodded and smiled, "Yes!"
Ren Ming said: "Everything in the world has a spirit, and corn is also a living thing, and it also has a spirit. If you treat corn well, corn will repay you in its own way."
"I think that the high-yield corn that grows in the sun in the more than 3 million mu of farmland is the corn's gratitude to you."
Tang Heming answered: "If the corn really has a spirit, then it must be a spirit whose kindness from a drop of water should be repaid by a spring."
"Those high-yielding corn will not only repay you, but also those farmers, and even our entire human beings."
Zhang Ziyue, who was silent for a long time, also said: "So the young people of our generation should learn from the old man the most, and that is to be a good seed."
"Buried deep in the ground is just to accumulate strength. In the future, we will break through the soil covering us and be born facing the sun."
Yu Hong said: "In addition to what you said, I think there is another one that applies to all of us, and that is to eat well and not waste food."
"Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey."
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(End of this chapter)