When Uncle Bartle, who was so shocked by Aunt Wuyun, rushed over in a helicopter, saw Wang Yong and Lao Li, the two did not have a big battle as they expected, but were doing something that shocked them.

"Grandpa, why did you come back so early?"

Qiqige, who was digging a hole next to the tent with a small shovel, saw his grandfather and grandma come over quickly, and said hello in surprise with anxiety.

Didn’t my grandfather come back before dark? Why did he come back so early today? Do you want to help me and sister Wenwen grow a carrot tree together?

Thinking of this, the little guy was immediately excited.

"Grandpa, are you and grandma here to plant a carrot tree with us?"

After hearing what his granddaughter said, Uncle Bartel glared at Wang Yong speechlessly. He thought that it must be this kid who used some wrong tricks and made a few round radishes to make his granddaughter a tree species.

But calculating the day, it seems that it is Arbor Day. However, the grassland is not a half-mountain village in the inland, and it still has not thawed in winter. If you want to plant trees, you have to wait a month later.

"My little heart, who did you hear this say is a tree?"

Aunt Wuyun also spoke, but she was also confused. Logically speaking, she also ate radishes at home. Although most of the long white radishes she usually eats, she should have seen round radishes? How could she think this thing is a tree?

"Is Uncle Wang Yong said it? This is a tree, and it is a sacred tree. Uncle Li said that when it grows up, there will be a very delicious drink for me to drink!"

The little girl was very excited that her grandparents didn't know this kind of tree, but she knew it. She started to think of it for her grandparents with her little mouth and chattering about this kind of sacred tree that she had just heard about which she could grow a drink by herself. Her big eyes were shining.

She also drank a lot of drinks, especially after Uncle Wang Yong brought two small planes last year. Grandpa, who was nowhere to be seen, would take her to a city with many people to buy things.

In that place called the county town, not only are there many people, but there are also many delicious and delicious foods. She likes to drink that kind of peach juice the most, and she can drink a large jar every time!

"What?"

Both old men were angry. You said you two didn’t have the second one, and they were all adults, so why are you fooling children? In an instant, the two old men who started to get angry turned their heads and looked at Wang Yong and Lao Li, their eyes full of complaints.

But at this moment, the two of them seemed to have not seen two old men coming. They were still squatting not far away, each of them was holding a shovel to fill a pit.

Although the two old men were old, they looked very good. They clearly saw that there was something like the radish in the pit, but the radish tassel on it was leaked outside, and the other parts were slowly covered with soil.

Uncle Bartle was the first to react. With his understanding of Wang Yong, he was not so unrestrained. He knew a little about Wang Yong's identity. If he really coaxed his two children to play, there was no need to be so serious.

What's more, the child Jianping is much more stable than Wang Yong, so he is also planting something like a carrot. So it would be strange if there is no problem here.

On the other hand, Wang Yong watered the big belly tree he planted and then came over to say hello to Uncle Bartle.

"Wang Yong, what Qiqige planted is really not a carrot but a kind of tree?"

Uncle Bartel couldn't wait to ask when he saw Wang Yong.

"That's of course. This is my choice. In order to transform the sacred tree from the desert, it is really a bit like killing a chicken and using it to improve the problem of grassland degradation. This thing should be planted directly on the edge of the desert or near the desert oasis to transform the desert."

Wang Yong looked like a stinky look, and Uncle Bartle slapped him in the back of the head. He was not used to Wang Yong. When he was in the middle of the mountain village, Wang Yong's second and second grandparents nagged him a lot and asked him to help manage Wang Yong.

Besides, Uncle Bartel really never treats Wang Yong as an outsider. Just like his own nephew, he should talk, fight, and recognize his life at all.

"If you don't have any seriousness, can you still plant trees in the desert? You can't survive even if you plant grass!"

Wang Yong shrank his neck and avoided Uncle Bartel's slap. However, when he heard Uncle Bartel not believe him, he immediately became like a fighting little rooster, and his hair almost stood up.

"Don't you believe it?"

"Do you think I'm a fool! Still the kind of stupid one who hasn't been offline."

"All right, don't believe it. I tell you. This thing is amazing! You have heard of the bottle tree, that is, the spindle tree, have you ever heard of it?"

"Bottle Tree? I have heard of this in the army. It is said that it can store water in the belly and can be consumed directly by people. But it also grows in the savanna. It is not a desert."

"Hehe, how can we call this a sacred tree? Our thing is not only strong in vitality but also able to store water, but what's more awesome is that it can also improve the soil structure within a certain range and make the sand become fertile again."

After saying this, Wang Yong raised his head proudly, and was quite proud of being able to choose such a great tree species!

But after a long time, he didn't hear Uncle Bartel's response, which made him feel very wrong. Wait until he turned his head to see. OK? Uncle Bartel and Aunt Wuyun looked at Wang Yong with a worried look on his face, and his expression made Wang Yong very familiar with him.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable these two days?"

"Yes. Are you having a fever?"

"Yeah, right. Are you confused?"

At this time, Wang Yong immediately remembered why the expressions of Uncle Bartle and Aunt Wuyun were so familiar. Isn’t that the expressions of him when he was fooling others and watching them not knowing that they were doing nothing?

OK, do you think of yourself as a fool in this matter?

"What I said is true! It's true! God of immortality! The prairie! Why are you all like this!"

After a lot of talk, Uncle Bartle and Aunt Wuyun believed that this was a new plant that he had worked hard, worked hard and worked hard for a lifetime. Ah, this was a bit over, it was a new plant that took more than a week.

Finally, the two half-believing and half-doubted old men came to their granddaughter with enthusiasm and helped their granddaughter start planting something called a carrot tree, or according to what Wang Yong had always emphasized, called a big belly tree.

Soon, in order to let Lao Li see the effects of this magical big-bellied tree, several saplings that Wang Yong specially took out to try planting were planted by several people.

After all, this sapling is still small, with a well-developed root system and super vital energy, so the holes you dug don’t have to be too big.

For example, the trees planted by Wang Yong were planted by him, he found a place to dig two shovels down with a shovel, threw the saplings that looked like radish into it, then covered the soil and watered it.

He is sure that even if he doesn't dig a hole, he just throws the sapling on the ground and just pours it a little water, this alien species optimized by the small world can still survive normally. At most, it will grow crooked!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Yong also took out a pack of grass seeds that were about two or three kilograms. According to the previous statement, he said that it was a kind of grass that he specially made to resist drought, cold, and rich in nutrition. Both cattle and sheep like to eat.

I gave the grass seeds to Uncle Bartel and asked him to find a place to sow it alone. Then I compared it with the local grass to see what the differences are in terms of growth rate, vitality, drought resistance and flood resistance.

This is also the grass seeds that Wang Yong made in the grasslands of the small world. After several generations of breeding, its vitality and adaptability are absolutely undeniable.

Although the quality of the grass produced in the small world is definitely not as high as that of the grass produced in the small world because of its strength in the small world, it is definitely much higher than the mainstream grass varieties in the world because of its strong genes.

When the grassland he contracted was almost transformed and the water was also brought in, he sprinkled more of these grass seeds on the vast grassland to turn that place into the best quality grassland in the world. (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!