When Zhang Zian told Grandma Gu about the insect disaster, he tried to keep his voice down so that Director Yan wouldn't hear him. His eyes often glanced at Director Yan, for fear that she would jump out and object.
However, as soon as he said the word "pesticide," Director Yan was like a cat that had its tail stepped on.
"Spraying pesticides on the street? No! No! No! No! "She shook her head like a rattle-drum, and said" no "four times in a row without distinguishing between right and wrong.
"Not on the street, but on the trees next to the street …" Zhang Zian tried to explain.
"No!" She said firmly. "On this street, there are so many pregnant women, elderly people, and children. Their bodies are not as strong as you young men. How can we spray pesticides? Are you trying to murder me or what? "
As soon as this accusation was put on him, Zhang Zian immediately became silent.
In fact, how could pesticides be so terrible? When they were used, they were diluted. It was not like you were going to drink them … Besides, which fruit and vegetables that you usually eat have not been sprayed with pesticides? Didn't they still eat them after washing them? How many people could afford to eat specially provided organic vegetables for three meals a day?
The young civil servants in the office were staring at the computer screen, pretending not to hear.
Only Grandma Gu tried to smooth things over. "Oh, Xiao Yan, you are too hot-tempered. At least let him finish …"
"Sister Gu, it's not that I don't want to give you face, but as long as I stay in this office for a day, I will never spray pesticides on the street!" Director Yan's face was pale. After saying that, she felt that it was a bit too much, so she added, "Not in the short term. After three months … we can discuss again."
Everyone in the office knew that her daughter-in-law's due date was within three months.
Three months …
Zhang Zian smiled bitterly.
Binhai City did not have more than half a month without rain in the summer. When it rained, the insect disaster might break out. How could they wait for three months?
"This … maybe the pesticide is not toxic to humans?" Grandma Gu hinted at Zhang Zian with her eyes.
"No poison? Are there any pesticides that are not toxic? " Director Yan sneered. He turned his head and said to a young civil servant, "Xiao Jing, check online to see what kind of paper it is. Is it poisoned?"
After assigning the task, she deliberately smiled at Zhang Zian and said, "You young people like to check things on the Internet. See what the Internet says about it."
Xiao Jing did not dare to be negligent. He immediately searched for the cypermethrin that Zhang Zian had mentioned and read, "… When heated to over 220 degrees Celsius, this substance decomposes into cyanide gas … Medium toxicity, highly toxic to fish, highly toxic to bees and silkworms …"
"Cyanide!"
Director Yan turned pale at the mention of it, and her eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Cyanide was arsenic in her eyes. What would happen if arsenic was spread on the streets?
"No! No! No! Absolutely not! I won't agree to it if you hit me! "
She slammed the table and stomped her feet, not giving anyone a chance to explain.
Is cypermethrin toxic? Of course there was. Otherwise, how could the caterpillar be poisoned to death? The description also mentioned that it was highly toxic to bees and silkworms. Because of this, this pesticide was the most suitable for eliminating all kinds of caterpillars.
Putting aside the dosage, talking about toxicity was a hooligan. How big were the caterpillars? Diluting cypermethrin with water to a level that was just enough to poison caterpillars would be enough. That concentration might not be as harmful to humans as smog. After all, people would at most inhale a little, but they would not drink it …
Moreover, there were many ways to reduce the impact on people. After all, setting the spraying time in the middle of the night would not affect anyone. After a few hours, when dawn came, the residue of the pesticide would have already drifted away with the wind.
Or they could pay attention to the local weather forecast and wait for the rain to wash away the pesticide residues. This was all possible.
As for the cyanide, cypermethrin had to be heated to more than 220 degrees before it would decompose into cyanide gas. Who would do that?
As long as one's thinking was not slipping, the solution was always more difficult than difficult. However, if they did not even listen and denied the feasibility of spraying pesticides, then there was really no other way.
Director Yan said 'no' again and again. She clearly had an unreasonable attitude towards the vulnerable group. She kept saying that she was thinking about pregnant women, the elderly, and children, which made Zhang Zian suffer in silence, unable to say anything.
He and Grandma Gu looked at each other helplessly. Since they had hit a hard nail here, it was useless to say more. There was no need to continue to stay and quarrel with this crazy woman.
"Okay … Grandma Gu, then I'll leave first." He stood up, still not completely giving up in his heart. He planned to wait for the day when Director Yan was not around to talk to Grandma Gu again.
"Okay, Little Zian, you have a lot of things to do in the shop. Go ahead. Grandma will seriously consider what you said."
Grandma Gu felt bad. She stood up and wanted to send Zhang Zian out.
"Hey? Wait. "
Director Yan suddenly called out to Zhang Zian and looked at him suspiciously.
He thought she had changed her mind, but he did not expect her to change the topic and say, "You are the pet shop on this street, right? Do you know that the parasites on cats and dogs are harmful to pregnant women? A few days ago, someone reported that there were a few stray dogs running around on the street. Did they run out of your shop? "
Zhang Zian was speechless.
He came here to ask for help from the street office for the sake of public welfare. If they did not agree, then so be it. He just had to wait and see what the consequences would be … He did not expect to get himself into trouble in the end.
"No, no, none of the dogs in my shop have been lost. The stray dogs are not the dogs in my shop. The dogs in my shop are all small or medium-sized dogs. There are no particularly large dogs … And the cats and dogs in my shop are all dewormed. They are usually kept in the shop and will not come into contact with pregnant women …"
He quickly defended himself incoherently. He did not argue in vain about whether the parasites on cats and dogs had any effect on pregnant women. Instead, he insisted that the cats and dogs in his shop did not have parasites and would not come into contact with pregnant women.
"Really?"
Director Yan didn't really believe it, but then she thought that Zhang Zian seemed to be quite familiar with Sister Gu, and that pet shop was quite far away from Donghua Community, so it probably wouldn't have any impact. So she didn't pursue the matter any further. She just took it as a favor to Sister Gu. She still had to save her energy to deal with Old Wang next door after work.
Zhang Zian hurriedly said goodbye, almost as if he was escaping from the collapsing Devil's Sea. He did not let Grandma Gu send him out.
When he left the small courtyard of the street office, he could finally put his heart back into his stomach.
Forget it, his good intentions were treated as ill intentions. Since the other party didn't care, what else could he, a mere commoner, say? He would just be honest and take care of himself.
He shook his head and returned to the pet shop.
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