OBS Chapter 229 Do you want to be a rapper?
Chapter 229 Do you want to be a rapper?
Uncle Wang still came to the planting class in a wheelchair in the afternoon.
After accepting the condolences from his classmates, Uncle Wang was pushed to class by Teacher Xiaojing.
"First of all, we want to commend Uncle Wang for his persistence in attending classes, but uncles and aunts should take good care of their health."
"Both exercise and diet should be done in moderation, just like we fertilize the vegetables in the field. Today we will talk about how to fertilize lettuce."
"Before we start class, everyone can weed their lettuce."
"In spring, not only do the vegetables we plant grow, but also various weeds. Regular weeding is very important, otherwise the weeds will take away the nutrients of the plants."
"Everyone, hurry up and move."
After Teacher Xiao Jing finished speaking, the uncles and aunts went to find the vegetable plots they had claimed.
"Uncle Wang, don't move since your foot is injured. Don't worry, Principal Lin will come here to help you weed." Teacher Xiao Jing held down Uncle Wang, who was about to move, and asked him to sit still.
Lin Qinglan was going to record a video of a planting class, which would be just in time to help the injured Grandpa Wang complete some of the work that was inconvenient for him to do.
Uncle Wang glanced at his bare vegetable patch guiltily, his mind racing: "Teacher, there's no need to trouble Principal Xiao Lin, I can do it myself."
Uncle Wang regretted insisting on sitting in a wheelchair. There was no big problem with his feet, but he always wanted to experience sitting in a wheelchair.
Another reason was that he wanted to avoid the outdoor class, but he couldn't avoid it because it was coming.
After the Chinese New Year, the greenhouse in the experimental field has been dismantled and the area has been expanded. The experimental field has been evenly divided into small square plots. The name of the owner of the vegetable field is written on a small wooden sign at the end of the field.
Lin Qinglan successfully found Uncle Wang's vegetable field by comparing the name.
Because everyone's experimental fields are close to each other, it is easy to compare the growth of vegetables planted by different people.
For example, the land of Aunt Wu, a planting expert, stands out among all the experimental fields.
Everyone used the same seeds, the same land, and planted at the same time. Aunt Wu's lettuce seedlings were obviously stronger than those of the people around her, and were evenly distributed between rows, with very few weeds.
Directly opposite Aunt Wu’s vegetable garden is the “tragic” control group - Uncle Zhao, who ranked second from the bottom, and Uncle Wang, who ranked first from the bottom.
Uncle Zhao's vegetables were obviously malnourished, with yellow leaves that lay limp and to the side.
Instead, the unknown weeds in the field grew vigorously, which very realistically showed the scene of “grass is lush but bean sprouts are sparse”.
As for Uncle Wang’s lettuce seedlings, Lin Qinglan squatted down and searched for a long time but couldn’t find them.
"Uncle Wang, did you remember the wrong place?" Lin Qinglan asked very tactfully.
There was no lettuce seedlings or even a single blade of grass in Uncle Wang's vegetable field. It was completely bare and the soil was obviously compacted, in contrast to the fertile black soil in Aunt Wu's field.
"Principal Lin, have you heard of 'The Emperor's New Cuisine'?" Uncle Wang scratched his head, feeling that the top of his head was as chilly as the empty vegetable field.
"What do you mean?" Lin Qinglan paused in turning the soil.
Uncle Zhao explained to her: "Old Wang means that this is a vegetable field where only smart people can see the lettuce."
Lin Qinglan nodded, not quite understanding, "I see, there used to be lettuce on this land."
Lin Qinglan held up the dried lettuce seedlings that she had found with great difficulty.
Grandpa Wang blushed. He had applied too much fertilizer to the lettuce, and the roots were burned. He asked Aunt Wu, the "vegetable expert", but Aunt Wu also said there was no way to cure it. He turned the land over with grief and buried the lettuce seedlings deep underground. Now only the bare vegetable field was left.
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After the uncle and aunt finished weeding, Lin Qinglan helped them move the compound fertilizer they were going to use.
Teacher Xiaojing arranged Uncle Wang to sit next to Aunt Wu and let him learn from Aunt Wu first.
Uncle Wang now admires Aunt Wu with all his heart, "How do you manage to grow vegetables so well?"
"It's talent, right? People like Mr. Wu in the novels about cultivating immortals are born with wood spiritual roots." Uncle Zhao interjected.
"Don't make trouble." Aunt Li took Uncle Zhao away.
Uncle Zhao screamed and hid behind Aunt Li: "Wife, save me! There's a spider!"
"It's not even as big as a fingernail. There's nothing to be afraid of." Aunt Li calmly pinched the spider and threw it aside.
Lin Qinglan was amazed that Uncle Zhao and Aunt Li’s personalities really complemented each other.
Her camera was pointed at Aunt Wu who was sharing her experience.
"There's no trick. I just buried some base fertilizer on this land after planting for a year, so the soil is rich in nutrients."
"Also, don't plant the seedlings too densely. I prune the seedlings once after they sprout. Planting the seedlings too densely will easily divide the nutrients."
"Finally, you just need to control your own hands and not apply fertilizer carelessly. Applying too much fertilizer can easily burn the seedlings and make the soil hard."
"Don't water too much. Waterlogging will suffocate the roots. If the roots are damaged, the vegetables won't grow well."
Uncle Wang listened to Aunt Wu's words and felt that every one of them was referring to his name.
His lettuce died because he used too much fertilizer.
Last semester, all the chives died because of watering.
Countless plants have "died" in his hands, even cacti. He feels that he is a well-deserved "plant killer."
Uncle Wang sighed deeply, "I have to start growing my lettuce again, otherwise I will fail the exam again. Fortunately, I found it early and it's not too late."
"He said there was no lettuce, and the road ahead for exams would be difficult." Aunt Wu blurted out.
"That's right, I don't want to fail this exam again."
"I don't want to fail the exam again, it's like a song of everlasting regret." Aunt Wu, who usually doesn't talk much, was particularly good at single rhyme today.
"Yes, I really have no talent for planting, so I have to start from scratch."
"Growers without talent learn to be laissez-faire."
"At worst, I can start over. He knows that it is God who is jealous of talented people."
Uncle Wang looked at Aunt Wu sincerely and said excitedly, "You are a rapper, so what are you afraid of being involved in gangs?"
As a member of a trendy senior band, Uncle Wang also loves to listen to rap, but unfortunately his tongue is tied and he can't speak fluently, so he can't rap.
Their team’s lead singer, Uncle Zhou, wasn’t any good either, and Uncle Wang’s dream of becoming a rapper was shattered.
Hearing such a talented rhyme, he couldn't wait to invite Aunt Wu: "Do you want to collaborate on a song?"
"What is a rapper?" Aunt Wu asked sincerely.
“You’re just a rapper.”
Teacher Xiao Jing didn’t know whether she could be a rapper or not. She only knew that fertilizer was needed in this class, but Uncle Wang had already applied the fertilizer in advance, and there were no more lettuce seedlings left for teaching.
Lin Qinglan was stunned when she heard this: "I am really a crouching tiger, a hidden dragon in the senior citizen university. The future rapper star is rising in the fields."
"Strange, why am I starting to rhyme?"