Chapter 362: Qinjiacun Again Reaps a Bountiful Harvest

After sending off Xu Huizhen and them, Yang Qing and Chen Hong lay on the bed.

Yang Qing thought a lot, and finally said.

"Wife, if the time comes, let's get a divorce."

Chen Hong pinched him hard.

"What nonsense are you saying? I don't agree."

"The old lady is right; we can't stay here, we should leave."

"Things aren't that simple; you can't just leave whenever you want."

"It needs to be approved by others."

"This is an era where travel is not free and settling is not free."

"Everything is under others' control."

Chen Hong, very irritable, swore.

"Damn, what a messed-up thing."

"No, I'll find you a chance; you run."

"That Liu Yan out there is not my opponent."

"Run, now he has a bit of confidence, but to do that he'd have to let Chen Hong take the blame."

"Not worth it."

"And he still has his three children."

"His father is gone, his mother might get into trouble again—how will they live?"

"I won't run."

"If we divorce, I'll find another way to run."

"Although the ten years were harsh, it was also a chaotic era; many departments' functions had been paralyzed."

"He might still have a chance to run away."

Chen Hong snorted.

"I disagree."

"She couldn't bring herself to betray her own man."

Yang Qing could only lean close to her ear, explaining how he would find a chance to run away.

"How could it be so chaotic?"

Yang Qing chuckled.

"People are going mad; I fear it will get even more chaotic, but trust me, we will definitely be able to run."

Chen Hong isn't stupid either.

"What if you can't make it through?"

"Then what else can be done? Just accept that you're unlucky."

"Resign to fate."

"We've practiced martial arts for so long; we can endure."

"What endurance? They could hit you on the head with a stick—what would you use to endure?"

Chen Hong deeply felt the cruelty of this world toward another kind of person.

"It simply leaves no way to survive."

She lifted her head, unable to find a way out, tears streaming down.

This feeling of helplessness made her very uncomfortable.

Yang Qing felt her trembling and comforted her.

"Don't think so much; maybe things aren't as we imagine."

"What if there turns out to be a twist?"

Days passed one by one.

Yang Qing always had a woman by his side.

He no longer had work.

So he returned to his old trade.

He began carrying a fishing rod and fishing everywhere.

When he caught fish, he would throw them to Nan Yi to have him exchange them for money.

And don't even say it—he wasn't working, yet he earned more than when he had a job.

This also had to do with everyone's lives improving, leaving a bit of survival space for the fish in the rivers and lakes.

And because he hadn't worked for a long time, Yang Qing's prestige began to drop quickly.

Gradually, Yang Qing became someone who was dispensable.

Even Liu Guangtian had little contact with him.

Perhaps his failure shattered Liu Guangtian's admiration for him.

Or perhaps there were other reasons.

Thus, days flew by.

The lunar month of May came again.

It was heard that Qinjiacun's grain yield this year reached a new high again.

Qin Delu let him go for a stroll.

Qin Huairu, who came to deliver the message, looked at her hopefully.

But woman Liu Yan, without hesitation, refused Qin Huairu's unreasonable demand.

Yang Qing has a mission; he cannot leave Jingcheng.

Yang Qing had anticipated this; it was nothing much, but Qin Huairu had long taken a dislike to this woman, and now being refused, she exploded.

She took advantage of Liu Yan's inattention and reached out to scratch.

You disagree—what are you? Everything in our Qinjiacun is brought by Yang Qing.

On what grounds do you disagree?

Liu Yan didn't expect Qin Huairu to be so savage; she got caught red-handed by her.

Feeling a surge of shame and anger, she reversed the hold, throwing Qin Huairu to the ground and even kneeling on her back with one leg.

Ah, ah……

Seeing this, Yang Qing thought, "Bullying my woman—damn, you're asking for a slap."

He lifted his leg and kicked.

Get out of my way.

You haven't had enough bullying people, huh?

Liu Yan, once again not paying attention, got kicked squarely by Yang Qing and rolled straight onto the ground.

Yang Qing reached out and pulled Qin Huairu up.

Qin Huairu's eyes were red, she was almost suffocated from the pressure; being rescued by Yang Qing, she felt utterly moved.

If it weren't for the outsider present, she would have thrown herself onto Yang Qing.

Liu Yan was also furious—who's bullying whom?

Didn't you see the blood stain on my face?

You, Yang Qing, you……

Yang Qing glared back.

What 'you' you—is that how your leaders teach you?

You lay hands on civilians, even kneel on a woman—do you know how easily that can kill someone?

Liu Yan said stubbornly.

No way, I know my limits.

Don't slander me.

Yang Qing.

Hehe……

You say, do you believe me or not?

Liu Yan pointed at him.

You……

Yang Qing interrupted her.

Never mind you—I'm going to Qinjiacun; you come or not, if not, go back yourself.

Saying that, he took Qin Huairu and walked out.

Damn, I'm suffocating.

Since the ending is already settled, he feels he shouldn't be like this.

What's wrong with being a bit arrogant?

Afraid of this, afraid of that.

He really wanted to give himself a hard slap—such a weakling, a disgrace to time travelers.

He wants to break through himself; his restless soul is stirring again.

It seems as if the one who fainted before wasn't him.

Seeing how great Yang Qing was, Qin Huairu followed him and ran over.

They were going to the transport point, taking Qinjiacun's vehicle back.

No way—without status, not even a tractor to drive.

As for bicycles?

That thing is useless and will only invite envy.

Liu Yan ran out to find someone to send a message, and also came running over.

She felt a belly full of grievance, her eyes turned red.

Qin Huairu gave her a contemptuous glance and spat out a sentence.

"Follower."

Yang Qing laughed heartlessly, with no sympathy at all.

To be frank, the unleashed Yang Qing is a bit unhinged, his steps overbearing, he's become utterly ruthless.

A construction site.

Red Sea Real Estate Company's development speed remains rapid, with over ten buildings completed each year.

Yang Qing looked at it from afar, feeling a bit proud.

If one were to say the biggest change he brought to the world, it would probably be the real estate company.

Since Jingcheng halted the housing allocation policy, Honghai has been like an unbridled wild horse, running at breakneck speed.

Some residential complexes have already become Jingcheng's beautiful scenery.

Each modern-designed residential area, seen from afar, is full of an upscale feel.

The wall and floor tiles from Qinjiacun look like they're selling well.

It has already been taken advantage of.

It makes the residential area look more upscale.

The tractor putt-putt-putted over.

Upon seeing Yang Qing, the driver was overjoyed.

"Factory Director Yang."

Yang Qing waved his hand.

"Call me Yang Qing; that's already in the past."

The driver let out a sigh.

"Blind thing, Factory Director Yang, such a good person, ending up like this."

Yang Qing is very satisfied with Qinjiacun; even though he's like this, no one despises him.

They even let him go celebrate the summer harvest.

It wasn't in vain that he put his heart and effort into it.

Liu Yan saw the driver disrespecting people, wanted to say a couple of words, but after thinking, kept silent.

A good woman doesn't suffer an immediate loss.

Yang Qing gave a surprised laugh.

"Hehe, there's more for you to endure, woman."