Chapter 675

Asking questions incessantly.

Cao Weiguo smiled and instructed Qin Jingru.

It was Qin Jingru's first time riding a tricycle.

She was as happy as a child.

Her smile was innocent and bright.

"Brother Weiguo! You ride it!"

After riding for a stretch, Qin Jingru wanted to return the vehicle to Cao Weiguo.

Cao Weiguo smiled and said: "You ride it; I could use the exercise."

Qin Jingru thought Cao Weiguo was being considerate of her.

He didn't want her to be jolted around in the cargo bed.

She felt an indescribable warmth in her heart.

Qin Jingru insisted on returning the vehicle, saying she was fine sitting in the cargo bed.

But Cao Weiguo insisted on running, wanting to work out his body.

Qin Jingru couldn't refuse, so she pedaled the tricycle with a heart full of warmth.

The distance between Qin Village and the city was neither far nor near.

By the time the two arrived at Qin Village, it was already high noon.

As Qin Jingru pedaled the tricycle into the village, it caused a sensation.

"Jingru is back!"

"Jingru, where did this tricycle come from?"

"This is new, isn't it!"

"This vehicle is really something!"

"Director Cao!"

Facing the villagers' questions, Qin Jingru said with a smile:

"This vehicle was bought new by Director Cao!"

"He's letting me ride it to practice!"

The village chief ran over enthusiastically: "Director Cao, long time no see!"

Cao Weiguo smiled: "Uncle Qin, I'm going to have to trouble you again this time!"

Village Chief Qin Baolu beamed: "I love it when you trouble me!"

Every time Cao Weiguo came for procurement, he offered fair prices.

The villagers could get more benefits, and Qin Baolu couldn't welcome him enough.

Cao Weiguo said: "Uncle Qin, I'll go back home with Comrade Jingru first."

"You can notify the fellow villagers first."

"Handle it just like before."

"I'll head to the village brigade in a little while."

Qin Baolu responded with a smile: "Alright, alright! Leave it to me!"

Qin Jingru pedaled the tricycle back home:

"Dad! Mom! Big Brother! Sister-in-law! I'm back!"

Qin's father was slightly stunned when he saw Qin Jingru riding the tricycle.

Qin's mother walked out of the room: "You stinky girl, you still remember to come back!"

After saying this, she was also stunned to see Qin Jingru riding the tricycle.

Shortly after, they saw Cao Weiguo entering the door carrying gifts.

Qin Jingru told her parents about the situation at the Sihe Academy.

Upon learning that Cao Weiguo was a neighbor of Qin Huairu,

Qin's father and mother exclaimed in surprise.

They both said it was such a coincidence!

Cao Weiguo sat at the Qin home for a while before taking his leave.

Qin Jingru followed him happily.

Qin's father and mother exchanged glances.

They shook their heads helplessly.

The way their daughter looked at Cao Weiguo,

they, as parents, could see it clearly.

That look was not right.

But in front of Cao Weiguo,

they couldn't say anything.

They would have to wait until Qin Jingru returned home to talk about it.

The Qin Village brigade was bustling with people coming and going.

The villagers brought out their household stock one after another.

Home-raised chickens, ducks, and geese.

Stored eggs, duck eggs, and white flour.

And some vermicelli, dried dates, garlic, wood ear mushrooms...

They all wanted to use these good things they couldn't bear to eat to earn some money.

It was simply because the opportunities to earn money in the village were too few.

Relying solely on the work points earned through back-breaking labor,

even making a new set of clothes for their children was difficult.

Looking at the crowded brigade,

not a single villager's clothes were without patches.

Many villagers carrying chickens had sallow complexions.

This made Cao Weiguo feel a pang of sadness.

These are the farmers!

Facing the yellow earth and backing the sky, planting crops and harvesting grain.

Yet they suffered more hunger than those who didn't grow grain.

Endured more hunger,

suffered more exhaustion,

ate more bitterness,

Even if the economy takes off in the future...

With skyscrapers everywhere!

With tables full of chicken, duck, fish, and meat!

The farmers have turned into migrant workers.

Working until they are broken.

Exhausted to the bone.

What can they get in the end?

A pension?

A big apartment?

Affordable medicine?

The torrent of the era is mighty...

One can only hope that the future will get better and better...