"Indeed, back then my wife and I were separated. We were so far apart, and both busy, neither of us could easily leave. The ti I spent with the kids wasn’t much, so in my heart, I always felt I owed them.
Luckily, the kids are very considerate. But the more it is like this, the heavier the guilt in my heart becos.
Back then, my wife still had to attend school and take care of two children. When she returned to work, she was even busier. I, as a father, didn’t fulfill much of my responsibilities."
"That’s sothing unavoidable."
"Yeah, my wife saw my agony, so she resigned from her job."
"Xiao Jiang is a courageous, capable, family-oriented good woman."
"Isn’t she? Back then, I was shalessly pursuing her."
Li Yunqiao laughed, thinking indeed, Xiao Jiang would definitely not lack pursuers.
Song Yanling listened on the side, feeling insanely jealous. This Wei Kaiyun is only approachable when talking about his wife and kids.
Do I really have no hope? Song Yanling’s heart wavered again, but looking at Wei Kaiyun’s profile, she unwillingly didn’t want to give up just like that.
"By the way, your youngest son can walk now, right?"
"When I left, he was already standing very steadily, holding onto things and could take steps. He’s so naughty; I reckon he’ll be walking when I get back."
"Haha, naughty kids tend to have bright futures."
"My wife is most worried about this boy; his elder siblings were easy, but this child is too demanding."
Wei Kaiyun didn’t realize how the happiness on his face when talking about his wife and kids drew people’s attention.
"Your daughter is so pretty, more charismatic than Jing Chu."
"That girl has her own mind."
Song Yanling couldn’t bear to listen anymore, thinking if she and Wei Kaiyun had kids together, surely they’d be superior to those that woman has.
They chatted for over half an hour before the train pulled into the station. Although it was supposed to be a quarter past four, it was already five o’clock now—those accustod to trains have gotten used to it.
They found their carriages; Secretary Wu, holding another sleeper ticket, negotiated with the young man here to switch places.
The young man agreed very readily, which made things much easier. Wei Kaiyun directly took the upper berth, while Song Yanling chose the lower berth of Wei Kaiyun. She felt it brought her closer to Wei Kaiyun.
Li Yunqiao looked at this obsessed young woman, really feeling helpless, unable to reason with her.
This stubborn person is destroying soone’s family; if Xiao Wei weren’t married, things would be easier to discuss, but now it’s a matter of character.
Therefore, Li Yunqiao grew ever more disdainful of this female reporter.
When the train started moving, it was already five fifteen. All four of them were prepared; Secretary Wu took out a lock, ensuring safety while they went out for dinner.
At six, Li Yunqiao called everyone to take their lunchboxes to the dining car for dinner.
The provisions on the train were decent. Wei Kaiyun, due to his bad stomach, didn’t eat solid food in the evening; he just had a bowl of millet porridge. Since he was on the upper berth, he feared frequent trips to the toilet, but one bowl of porridge was too little, so he ordered two stead buns.
The other three followed the sa order: three dishes, and all four ate their fill.
They didn’t rush to leave; they sat in the dining car for a while before returning.
Wei Kaiyun went to the toilet first, then climbed up.
Song Yanling wanted to chat with Wei Kaiyun, "Comrade Song, I’m a bit tired, let’s talk about any issues tomorrow."
Wei Kaiyun just didn’t want to talk to her; he’d rather think about his wife at night than waste ti with her.
Song Yanling had been rejected several tis today and felt extrely unhappy. But even if she asked, he wouldn’t answer, which was really humiliating.
Being disdained like this, especially to a girl often sought after, was the greatest blow to Song Yanling.
Li Family Village had now started working with two tractors. One tills the land while the other sows seeds. There were people following behind spraying pesticides, which would reduce the growth of many weeds.
Initially, Li Yungui planned to wait until after the rain to spray, but Shang Zhenkun vetoed that idea, saying the rain didn’t have a definite schedule, and it shouldn’t delay the optimal pesticide spraying ti.
Hence, this was the scene.
Li Yungui was troubled now; several villages had co seeking help, but he couldn’t get away from his duties here.
It was a matter of everyone’s business; he couldn’t decide alone. So, Li Cunshan couldn’t stand it and directly inford the other villages.
"After we’ve finished planting, we’ll definitely co to help. But right now, it’s impossible; everyone here wouldn’t agree. So please don’t make it difficult for Yun Gui."
So left unwillingly. They were genuinely out of options. Li Family Village has a harvester this year; public grains were submitted, and now 600 acres have been planted one-third, but they haven’t even harvested their wheat yet.
Jin Family Village has its own tractor; this year, they must find a way to buy a tractor, even if it ans borrowing money.
So left dejectedly; it’s understandable that the request was denied.
Li Yungui watched them leave and sighed, "I don’t know when Xiao Wei will get back, so we can pick up two more tractors.
If we had more tractors, maybe we could earn enough for another tractor."
"Let’s wait; let’s call the tractor factory—over there, they just want them to wait. This issue can only be handled if Xiao Wei steps in." Li Cunshan was also distressed about not being able to earn money, but since it was for planting the village’s land, it didn’t feel as bad.
Nothing is more important than planting; without sowing, where’s the harvest?
Old Yang was also waiting for Wei Kaiyun to return. Han Xiangjun’s side was rushing him, eager for pesticides. This year’s third batch of raw materials had arrived; a thousand cartons were stored, yet everyone knew Xiao Wei was in the province, and couldn’t move these goods now.
He discussed it with Jiang Xinyu over dinner.
"I think we can deliver a truckload to Han Xiangjun tomorrow; once Old Wei returns, we’ll be able to mix more out."
"Alright, I’m just worried it might affect Xiao Wei’s business."
"We don’t know when he’ll return. We can’t wait idly here."
"Give Old Han six hundred cartons, the county’s agriculture office a hundred cartons; the rest can’t be moved. We need to intensify production."
Having decided, let Chaoyang go over there too, since money needs to be brought back. Plus, Old Han’s labels for pesticide and cartons could be brought back too, saving much trouble. Their side develops faster than ours. Han Xiangjun indeed has a knack for business.
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