Chapter 189 Reaction
With every photo he posted, Han Jiesong felt the green extending and hope rising.

Unfortunately, the website is too simple. When you click on it, there are eight big words: Defend our homeland, we have the responsibility to guard our land. Below is a message board.

Such a simple web page has a high number of visits.

While the photos were still being uploaded slowly, someone had already left a comment under the topic he posted.

"【A Pine Tree】Are you really going back?"

"This photo? Is it real? It's so shocking!"

"Standing against the wind and growing towards the sun, the benefits are for the present and the achievements will last for generations to come!"

"This Haloxylon ammodendron is growing really well. Suddenly I want to go back and plant trees even more."

Han Jiesong's online name is a pine tree. When he saw the messages on the web page, he wrote in between uploading.

"In fact, the gap between ideal and reality is very far and cruel. I really realized the gap after seeing other people's sand control methods."

"I don't think it's that difficult. The saxaul is growing so well and green. It's full of hope at first glance."

"The survival rate and condition show that they are well cared for."

"In the past, when the elders in my family planted Haloxylon ammodendron, they would pick tree seedlings from old Haloxylon ammodendron trees. Whether they could survive depended entirely on luck."

“I think we can do it.”

"Just seeing these few photos makes me excited. Next spring, I will drive from Wuwei to plant trees."

"I envy you for being so close."

Han Jiesong saw the messages that kept popping up. The netizens' light-hearted and humorous responses formed a sharp contrast with the arduous and fierce battle scenes in his mind.

He ignored the comments and instead carefully selected each representative photo and posted it.

Haloxylon ammodendron trees are growing vigorously, and sand-loving plants such as Caragana korshinskii, Caragana microphylla, and Calligonum mongolica are firmly clinging to the land, and the endless green covers the golden desert.

A woman wearing a headscarf is watering the Haloxylon ammodendron trees. Behind her are two people fiddling with a water pipe. Behind them is a waterwheel that still looks very tall from a distance.

The tied straw squares quietly attached themselves to the desert, "I remain unmoved", and the arrogant and violent sandstorms became obedient in front of them.

The men carried straw tied with ropes on their backs, while the women held shovels and plows and carried thermoses and food.

The unprecedented sand barrier machine presses the straw into the sand quickly and easily.

The greenhouses and open-air nurseries are filled with various sand-dwelling seedlings.

Pickup trucks with the words "Shahai Agriculture and Animal Husbandry" printed on them, loaded with various supplies, shuttled along the sandy road...

More and more messages were left by netizens, and the QQ group was already buzzing with excitement, with everyone who heard the news flocking to this small website.

"Salute! The desert has become an oasis home."

"The feat of conquering the desert is inspiring just to read about it!"

"The tree has grown so big, and I just found out about your silent contribution and protection."

"While we are still hesitating, someone has already made the desert green."

“Once the vegetation recovers, can the desert be turned into soil in the future?”

"No, planting Haloxylon ammodendron and Tamarisk can only fix sand. To turn sand into soil, there must be enough water. The sand and soil will slowly separate. As long as there is enough rain, the soil in the sand will slowly float to the surface and the sand will settle under the soil."

“It would be nice to be able to plant fruit trees.”

“Once the groundwater is well conserved, it will be possible.”

"Who is Shahai Nongmu?"

"Look at the sand control situation. There are so many machines, vehicles, equipment, and manpower. The investment is huge!"

"@一棵松树, Boss, where did the boss of Shahai Agriculture and Animal Husbandry invest? Does anyone know?"

"I chatted with the sand control workers today. It seems that the boss is also from Minqin."

"What? From Minqin?"

"?"

"Damn, where did this big guy come from?"

The small webpage was very lively and attracted the attention of people from Minqin from all over the country.

In a small community in Shanghai.

Liu Wu, who is over 30 years old, was so emotional that he made mistakes while typing. It was difficult for him to send out what he wanted to say.

"I still remember that when I was a kid, in winter and spring, dust and dirt would often fly all over the sky, making it dark.

I followed my father, a forest ranger, carrying saplings and stakes, carrying food and water bottles, climbing over the soft sand, looking for wetlands in the sand pits, planting saplings and inserting stakes, working for the whole day.

Seeing my father's lips cracked and bleeding without any complaints, I made a wish in my heart: I must make the saplings I planted grow.

The saplings did grow, but were eventually chopped down and used as firewood.

So I listened to my family: study hard, get into a school outside in the future, and never come back.

I went to Shanghai for study and it was as if I had locked the door of my house and escaped from Minqin.

But I know there is always a voice calling me, I have to do something for my hometown, otherwise I will be homeless and become an ecological refugee. "

"Wow, wow, wow...my friend, don't be so sentimental."

"I miss Chai Wan when I was a kid. There were lots of pheasants and birds back then, and there were also traces of gazelles, foxes and wolves in the desert."

“@一棵松树, come on, you and Brother Tao set up a volunteer association, we’ll raise money ourselves, then go online and solicit donations in society, and plant a tree once or twice a year.”

“@A pine tree, protecting our homeland starts with planting the first tree.”

"@一棵松树, I will take my daughter with me, generation after generation, Minqin will not perish."

A pine tree: "Our power is too small."

"Afraid of me!"

"You quit your job with great enthusiasm just to say this??" "What's wrong with Shahai Agriculture and Animal Husbandry? If they can do it, why can't we? Maybe Shahai is also struggling now and needs support from social forces!"

"Well, I just checked, and it seems that Shahai Agriculture and Animal Husbandry is a subsidiary of Jiahe Group."

"???"

"Fuck, so the boss of Jiahe is also from Minqin?"

"No wonder he's so rich!"

"This fellow is pretty cool! There's been a lot of news about Jiahe recently!"

"Shahai is fighting hard. The boss of Shahai is from Minqin, and so are we. We don't have that much money, but we can use the Internet to mobilize more social forces to participate and make it spread across the country and even the world."

"Yes, it's like a drop of water evaporates easily. Now, we have merged this drop of water into the sea."

...

After Han Jiesong uploaded all the photos, he browsed through the topics again before writing on the website.

“The volunteer association will initiate a tree planting activity, but I want to go find Shahai Agriculture and Animal Husbandry tomorrow.”

"Anything is fine, as long as we can plant trees."

“I will definitely attend!”

That night, the photos uploaded by Han Jiesong spread rapidly on the Internet, and website users forwarded them to various platforms and QQ groups.

In the past two years, the program "Waterless Oasis" and other media have put Minqin in the spotlight, and various environmental protection organizations and social figures have noticed the ecological crisis here.

But there are more verbal battles and meaningless accusations on the Internet and in the media, but there is no organization that actually takes action.

So, Save Minqin.com attracted a lot of people's attention tonight.

Shahai agriculture and animal husbandry have also come into the public eye.

...

Late at night, Guo Yang lay on the bed in a daze.

In the evening, at the banquet, we chatted and laughed with the officials of Minqin, and each department praised Shahai and Jiahe in almost every way.

Starting from the initial ecological migration, sand compaction and tree planting, Yellow River water diversion, leaking river channel repair, etc., the sand sea has been praised to its full potential.

Never forgetting their social responsibilities, they benefit the local people and work tirelessly in the vast and barren desert, bringing large areas of green to the desert.

Especially the head of the water conservancy department. In 2003, when the Hongyashan Reservoir dried up, sewage flowed everywhere, and countless fish died, his predecessor was directly transferred to another position.

But since he took office, the huge amount of water fees paid by Shahai every year has ensured that the Hongyashan Reservoir has never dried up again.

It saved his face.

In the end, there was nothing left to praise, so the departments put alfalfa on the table again.

Guo Yang recalled.

The local government is not simply praising it, but wants to take over the saline-alkali wasteland and desert behind the lake area.

At that time, considering that this was abandoned farmland and it would be a huge problem if the immigrants ran back, the sand sea did not take it. Instead, it divided it along the Qingtu Lake sand area and went all the way forward into the sand pits around Zhazigou.

But now the problem is that the Qingtu Lake sand area and even the deeper sand pits are lush and green, but the areas near the town are still saline deserts.

If the leader wants to see the Haloxylon ammodendron forest in the sea of ​​sand...

My scalp goes numb just thinking about it.

So the local authorities want to pass the burden to the sea of ​​sand.

Guo Yang naturally dragged it.

The abandoned land has become salinized and desertified, so how should the management property rights be calculated?
By desert?

Without a clear reply, Sha Hai didn't dare to answer.

Anyway, the 11th Five-Year Plan is about to be released, and sand prevention and control will definitely be the focus. With the support of national-level policy documents, the sand sea will have confidence.

But Guo Yang also gave face to the local government and arranged for people to pick up the waste plastic film and garbage just to do some superficial work.

It’s just that the leader’s schedule is hard to predict, so it’s entirely possible that he might not come at the last minute.

...

In the early morning, the breeze, carrying the freshness of desert plants, woke up the sleepy Guo Yang.

He jumped out of bed, washed his tanned face with some water, and some flesh appeared on his thin face.

Guo Yang felt that he had become even more handsome.

When we arrived at the company, Lu Hanbin and others had already gone to the desert. The usual work and rest schedule at the edge of the desert is to get up at 5 o'clock and go to press the sand early.

Sitting in front of the computer and browsing the news for a while, Guo Yang felt that something was about to happen.

Looking at the photos posted on the website, it was clearly a Haloxylon ammodendron forest in the desert. When he scrolled through the comments and replies, Guo Yang automatically ignored the numerous praises.

Many people from Lanzhou and Wuwei wanted to visit Minqin, as did people from other places. There might also be media who had already left, and it happened to be close to the National Day...

In Guo Yang's speculation, the top leader is most likely to come during National Day. After all, it is a tradition to visit difficult areas to express condolences during holidays.

But looking at the current situation, the trip may be cancelled for safety reasons.

Guo Yang didn't know what to do for a moment.

Ask someone to ask?

Isn’t that harming people!

"Ren I have three thousand years of growth..." The phone rang.

Guo Yang answered the call for two minutes and his expression gradually relaxed.

(End of this chapter)