Thinking of this, Fu Song was a little puzzled: "Mr. Zhang, if you asked me to treat infertility, it will not be related to Academician Hao, right?"

Zhang Jiuyue nodded: "It's indeed related to her, or rather, this matter has now become the knot of the old lady.

Because of the growth characteristics of plants, it is already very good for ordinary agricultural scientists to cultivate five or six melon varieties in their lifetime.

But the old lady cultivated more than 30 melon varieties throughout her life.

Do you know how she did it?

During the year, she spent 80% of her time in the experimental field.

Later, the transportation was convenient. In order to shorten the cultivation cycle, she even flew on the border in summer and Hainan in winter, constantly running back and forth.

So, let alone submitting documents for the professional title of academician, she doesn’t even have time to take care of her children.

In order to support his wife's career, the old lady's lover, Mr. Yang, was willing to give up the prosperous prospects of the imperial capital and transferred to the poorest place to work.

As a result, because the conditions were too difficult, Mr. Yang was in poor health, and eventually left her forever twenty years ago.

The old lady has a son and a grandson, and her grandson Yang Qingpi is 31 years old this year..."

"Wait!" Fu Song interrupted, "You said her grandson's name is Yang Qingpi? Is it true or false?

How does this name sound like a hooligan?”

Zhang Jiuyue glared at him angrily: "What do you know? Xiao Qingpi is one of the most representative melon seeds of the old lady.

The old lady spent nearly eight years on this breed.

After the breeding of Xiaoqing Pime Melon was completed, her grandson was just born, so she named her Yang Qing Pi."

Fu Song: "...Okay!"

Zhang Jiuyue: "Yang Qingpi got married at the age of 23, but she has never had any children until now.

After going to the hospital for examination, the doctor found out that the reason was Yang Qingpi.

His physique is a bit special and he is not absolutely infertile, but the probability is extremely low.

The couple even tried to do IVF, but it failed several times, and the doctor finally suggested that they give up.

This made the old lady very worried. What her husband valued most during his lifetime was the inheritance of his descendants.

I believe that there are three kinds of unfilial piety, and that there is no descendant.

Because her husband gave her selfless efforts, the old lady was eager to hold her great-grandson."

Fu Song laughed: "So that's the case, no problem, just leave it to me."

As the two said, someone came back from outside one after another.

Fu Song suddenly understood that the fields he saw on the way here just now should be the old lady's experimental fields.

Everyone who came back was very familiar with Zhang Jiuyue and greeted her one after another.

Finally, Fu Song saw a man.

The man was a little thin, especially his eyes, even in direct sunlight, he could feel a sad look.

Next to the man was a woman who was about the same age as him, not particularly beautiful.

But both of them have a special tacit understanding, regardless of standing or walking.

"Qingpi, you're finally back!" Zhang Jiuyue was obviously very happy to see him.

The man is Yang Qingpi.

When he saw Zhang Jiuyue, he was stunned at first, and then laughed: "Are you coming to see my grandma again?"

Zhang Jiuyue shook her head: "No, I'm here to see you this time."

"Look at me?" Yang Qingpi's face became strange in an instant, "Is it about the child?"

Please, I know what the situation is. Can you stop doing all the messes every day?

It's so annoying!"

The woman next to her hurriedly pulled Yang Qingpi's sleeves after hearing this: "Can you say a few words? Jiuyue is also for our own good."

The woman is naturally Yang Qingpi's wife Miao Xinlan.

Yang Qingpi had no choice but to say: "Of course I know and I am willing to cooperate with her.

But she... Take the last time for example. She found a pair of Chinese medicine from somewhere and said that drinking it can nourish her body.

As a result, after drinking it, I lost 20 pounds and didn’t get any effect.

So I shouldn't have drunk that medicine at all, and Zhang Jiuyue's own drink is almost the same."

Miao Xinlan was stunned: "Jiu Yue's health is fine, why did she drink this medicine?"

Yang Qingpi: "Who said she has no health problems? The Chinese medicine is clearly a weight loss pill. She just happened to be the right symptom after drinking it."

Zhang Jiuyue opposite: "..."

Fu Song couldn't help laughing: "Brother Yang, you are so humorous."

Yang Qingpi looked at Fu Song: "You are..."

"Oh, let me introduce myself first. I am a Thai Buddhist son. Brother Yang is proficient in agriculture, and I am proficient in Buddhist scriptures."

Yang Qingpi's face was full of suspicion: "Thai Buddhist son? Is he proficient in Buddhist scriptures?"

Fu Song: "What? It doesn't look like it?"

Yang Qingpi: "It is indeed difficult to associate you with Buddha."

"Hahahaha, people should not behave like a person. Many times what you see may not be what you see.

Similarly, what you can't see may not prove that it does not exist."

Yang Qingpi was stunned: "These two sentences look like a monk who has attained enlightenment."

*

When the four returned to the house, Yang Qingpi looked at Fu Song and said, "I am a person who speaks more directly. How do you want to treat me?

Let me first agree that if I were asked to eat some messy things, I wouldn't do it!"

Fu Song smiled slightly: "It's very simple, are there paper and pen?"

Yang Qingpi took out a yellow notebook from his arms: "Is this OK?"

Fu Song took it and opened it and saw that what was recorded in the notebook was densely packed with data, probably derived from the experimental field.

There is also a fountain pen in the middle, which is very antique and stylish.

Fu Song tore off a blank piece of paper from the last page, then opened the pen and thought for a moment, and wrote:

"If you want to be rich, build roads first, have fewer children and raise more pigs!"

Yang Qingpi: "?"

He looked at Fu Song and his mouth trembled a little: "Brother, what do you mean?"

Fu Song smiled slightly: "Although my major is to treat infertility, we still have to abide by the basic national policy of family planning!

After all, the second child has not been opened yet."

If it weren't for Fu Song being introduced by Zhang Jiuyue, Yang Qingpi would probably have called him crazy.

Fu Song smiled and drew a talisman under the two lines of characters with a pen.

Blow dry the ink marks on it, and Fu Song stuffed the page of paper into Yang Qing's skin pocket: "Pack it, there should be good news next month."

Seeing that Fu Song had no other moves, Yang Qingpi couldn't help asking: "Is this over?"

Fu Song looked at him: "Or what else do you want me to do? Burn this piece of paper into talisman water for you to drink?

In addition to potassium hydroxide, the paper also has other messy ingredients after it is burned to ashes.

It’s better not to drink it if you can avoid it, it will hurt your stomach.”

As soon as these words were said, Yang Qingpi couldn't help looking at Zhang Jiuyue resentfully, obviously having had some bad experience.

Fu Song smiled softly: "Okay, since the matter has been resolved, I have other things to do, so I will say goodbye first."

After saying that, he got up and walked out the door.

Just when he opened the door, he was stunned for a moment.

Because at this time, there were twenty or thirty people standing outside the gate.

They looked at Fu Song with both nervous and expectant faces.

Finally, the little girl named Xiao Ling asked, "Mr. Fu, what is the situation with Brother Yang now?"

Fu Song was stunned and then realized that the other party was Yang Qingpi.

He smiled and said, "The small matter has been settled."

As soon as these words were said, the faces of these people instantly stretched out.

"It's done? That's great."
To be continued...