"Lantian, can you make the decision?"
Lantian didn’t like hearing that, "Well, I’m sorry, but you’ll have to co back tomorrow. Director Zhao isn’t here."
"Lantian, here’s the situation: because Huang Ying from Jin Family Village was judged for murder, we’ve all been treated unfairly."
"So what does everyone think?"
"We want the Youth Office to advocate for us, to ensure we aren’t excluded and treated unfairly."
Lantian took notes, "Any other requests?
Think it over, and I’ll write everything down. When Director Zhao returns, I will hand it to him. Rest assured, no matter the outco, you will get an explanation."
The crowd talked over each other, and Lantian couldn’t keep up.
"How about this, here is so paper, write your concerns and requests down, and I’ll give them to Director Zhao."
Tens of young intellectuals automatically gathered by village units, summarized their issues, wrote them down, and handed them to Lantian.
Seeing Zhang Jianfeng arrive together, Lantian nodded, "Xiao Chen’s here too?"
"Yes, these are the opinions of several young people from our village."
"Rest assured, I will definitely submit your opinions."
Finally, the young intellectuals left, and Lantian reviewed their submissions, finding so quite amusing. A variety of issues—just taking this opportunity to ask for benefits.
After organizing them, she waited for Director Zhao to return to hand them over. She was just a small clerk, without much power.
However, she was willing to apply for benefits for the intellectuals, though the chances were slim given the area’s poverty and excessive demands.
Lantian sorted everything and placed it on Director Zhao’s desk.
The other clerks watched from the side. They were locals and felt the intellectuals’ requests were excessive.
They are here to support rural developnt, so why so many demands?
Thus, they let Lantian handle the matter alone.
Fortunately, the intellectuals finally left, and they could sit at their desks reading newspapers and drinking water.
The entire rural area did not have intellectuals in Li Family Village, so they were just onlookers, as the whole village was busy earning money.
"Big Brother, our village will surely receive intellectuals this year," Li Yunqiang sighed.
"I know, we can’t escape it this year. If they co, so be it; we can’t refuse them."
"When are this year’s intellectuals arriving?"
"By year-end possibly?"
"Just another mouth to feed without earning anything."
"It is what it is. Besides, they get state subsidies, we should just continue as normal.
Speaking of which, there’s another truckload tomorrow, and the day after, there won’t be much left."
"The day after we should directly deliver to the county supply and marketing cooperative. They’ll sell out quickly there. This round of cabbages has sold for hundreds already.
Seems Xiao Wei’s idea of selling cabbage in winter will make money."
"He’s a factory director after all; if he says it can make money, it won’t be wrong.
This afternoon, I asked everyone to plant mustard at the fields. Even if they don’t grow well, we can make pickles out of them."
"Hehe, seeing money makes everyone willing to work hard."
"Yes, wonder whether our tractor will make money in this harvest season?"
"First, we need to plant winter wheat. Once sprouts appear in a few days, other villages will envy us."
"Right, I’m glad Xiao Wei got two new seeding machines. With this, two tractors can work together. This year, we must repay Old Yang and Xiao Wei."
"Yes, we practically got two tractors for free," Li Yunqiang said, smiling.
The brothers spoke happily, much more carefree than other villages.
"Big Brother, since the intellectuals will co, we still need to prepare housing."
"We’ll deal with it when the ti cos. Right now, everyone just wants to grow vegetables to make money."
Wei Kaiyun and Jiang Xinyu discussed the matter.
"Do you think that female comrade stayed local, or did she leave?"
"I think she left. From what she said to , I believe she found a way.
Considering what she talked about, she certainly knows a lot; escaping shouldn’t be difficult for her.
Those five n must have been her enemies, which is why she was crying and laughing then."
"Indeed, perhaps we can say in a past life she was hard by them, which led to this situation.
But justice will be served; she can’t truly evade it."
Huang Ying they ntioned was still on the train, thinking she should stay on it for a while longer. With so many people, no one paid her any mind, and each ti she boldly frequented the dining car, without raising suspicion.
In a previous lifeti in the ’80s, they lived this way on the train, so she managed to survive.
However, the monotonous train ride was wearing on Huang Ying.
Suddenly, she rembered a small village from a past life known for trafficking won, extrely secluded, still isolated in the ’90s. Heading there, no one would find her.
It’s just a matter of settling there, finding a man, having children, and gaining the village’s protection.
With her plan decided, Huang Ying began finding ways to change trains; the journey was perilous but she safely arrived at the town.
With three days of travel ahead, Huang Ying felt her thighs ache. Still, compared to survival, it was negligible.
In town, she bought many stead buns and pancakes, not drawing undue attention as she spoke so local dialect.
Traveling light without luggage, only two sets of clothes stolen from the train, she was ready.
Guided by mory, she walked towards the mountains, thinking of finding the most handso man in the village.
The mountain path was tough, but Huang Ying pressed on, knowing this was her only chance for survival.
A person’s potential is boundless; she traveled by day and climbed trees to sleep at night, lacking security on the ground, avoiding danger now she had escaped here.
In three days, her clothes were torn, looking especially disheveled. But finally spotting smoke from the valley, Huang Ying smiled. She was finally here, hope was near.
Though food remained, she hadn’t eaten much, mostly too tired to eat, but the heat had spoiled it.
She didn’t discard it, knowing food was precious despite being able to fill up here.
Planning to live here, her considerations broadened.
Co evening, she entered the village at last. Knowing where the handso man’s house was, she headed straight over.
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