The Blessed Beauty Returns with a Dimension

"So this is your production brigade, huh? I didn't expect this farm to be so good. Look at how well it's built!"

Old Sir Song and Old Mrs. Song observed from the base of the hill, able to see the entire panoramic farm view.

Indeed, Kenqing Farm is well constructed, although in this era, farms are remote places no one wants to visit, considered both hard and exhausting.

But in many years, this place will become the nation's largest granary.

The grains produced on this fertile land will supply the national granary, nearly supporting half of the population's grain supply.

Both the old man and old lady come from humble beginnings, so they have a fondness for this place and feel a deeper connection.

"Our Kenqing Farm is the most advanced grain production farm in the county. By the way, old man, old lady, just look at this piece of land by the roadside. Can you see it? It's growing so lushly, obviously more verdant than other plots. This piece belongs to our small collective."

Jiang Xiaoxiao directed them.

She was feeling rather uneasy.

In the past, she didn't care, but this time she really noticed the difference, especially since it's nearing autumn harvest. To put it plainly, now the rice paddies are filled with heavy rice heads, and their fields look evidently better than the others.

Heads of rice grew noticeably taller, many could see clearly that their field's growth was better and quicker compared to others.

Jiang Xiaoxiao deeply suspected that it was her mystical spring water at play.

The problem was the water had already been poured, and she didn't expect it to be so remarkably effective.

Anyway, this year should be a bumper crop, at least yielding an extra hundred pounds per acre. If this continues, they should be able to collect an additional thousand pounds of grain.

Their small collective will definitely win the title this year.

You know, in these times, being recognized as an advanced collective would reward a bicycle, which makes the hilly road much easier.

Even though in a few months, she's preparing for the college entrance exams, exams are exams, and while working here, she must do her job well.

Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't think farming was shameful.

At least during their period, they'll become the best, and this alone is thrilling enough.

"Oh, I must say, you managed to farm in an exemplary way. I thought you city kids have never suffered in the countryside, how could you farm? I didn't expect your production brigade captain to teach you well, quickly getting you to learn farming."

"The fields cultivated by old experts might even be this good; old experts' fields may not necessarily be better than yours."

The old man grew interested, heading down to the field edge.

He rolled up his pant legs, took off his shoes and socks, and went straight into the paddy field.

He pinched off a bundle of rice stalk by hand and sifted it with his fingers.

Although the rice isn't fully mature, the sifted grains are plump.

The old man blew the outer husk away and chewed the fresh grains, nodding involuntarily.

"Hey, your rice variety is quite good. It chews fragrant and has firmness. Once you harvest it, send some of this rice to me, so I can taste your new rice as well. After all, my grandchildren planted this; it must be better than others'."

The old man spoke with a touch of pride.

At this moment, Li Dahu and Director Jin arrived.

Upon hearing that a county leader came, how could Director Jin not appear?

He was formerly a revolutionary committee director, very active then, and worked his way up from an ordinary worker to his current position.

It took overcoming numerous people to reach this step.

Recently, as those tumultuous events quieted down, with national policy shifting, Director Jin quickly changed his approach.

Relying on a powerful connection, his brother-in-law happens to be a county leader.

That's why he managed to become the director of the Zhiqing Office.

Frankly, Director Jin is quite adept at whitewashing himself.

Now hearing a county leader actually came, how could he not show up, get acquainted, possibly useful for something in the county later.

Li Dahu saw the elderly gentleman just climbed out from the field, his feet all muddy, yet despite his white hair, he looked vigorous.

Not to mention his demeanor and gaze implied he's definitely a cadre.

The question was, who is this person?

He didn't know, but a glance spotted Jiang Xiaoxiao.

Li Dahu's face lit up; at least he knew Jiang Xiaoxiao.

"Jiang Xiaoxiao, who is this?"

Upon seeing this, Jiang Xiaoxiao thought, well!

Whenever a jeep moves, it must alarm the farm manager; it's 100% unavoidable, considering the small place, seeing a car must mean a cadre.

"Captain Li, this is... Song Moting's grandfather, Old Sir Song."

Jiang Xiaoxiao quickly introduced; she didn't know what specific role Old Sir Song held in the county.

Is he retired, or a veteran cadre?

We know nothing indeed.

Bear in mind, we only had a meal with Old Sir Song yesterday, and today share the same car.

No place to introduce if we wanted.

Hearing this, Director Jin abruptly squeezed past Li Dahu, nearly pushing Jiang Xiaoxiao directly into the field.

If not for Old Mrs. Song's quick eyes and hands grasping Jiang Xiaoxiao, she'd truly have plunged into the field headfirst.

"Mr. Song, esteemed leader, why didn't you notify in advance of your visit to the farm for inspection? I happened to be at Kenqing Farm; we could've accompanied you together.

It would've been nice to join you in reviewing the work; you're truly energetic, despite your age still active on site. It makes us ashamed about our diligence."

Although Director Jin hadn't met Old Sir Song, he recognized this vehicle.

It belongs to a specific county area, with special plates, and the driver looked familiar.

Although he couldn't say who exactly they were, he knew anyone utilizing this special vehicle and driver mustn't be simple, positively fitting the cap.

Old Sir Song was stunned too—why on earth had he stirred up everyone here when he dislikes such socializing?

Formerly, during his tenure, unwanted as it was, he had to socialize, but it's different now—retired, he desires peace.

He's retired, despite official retirement paperwork pending, but he just wants tranquility.

He only holds a nominal position for years, not a formal post.

"Comrade, you misunderstood. I'm not here for work inspection; I'm just visiting relatives, happened to hitch a ride from a friend's family vehicle. They simply dropped me off, and shortly the vehicle will leave. Please don't let me disrupt your work."

The old man spoke earnestly, hard to disbelieve.

Director Jin paused his eager, small, chubby hands momentarily awkwardly pulling back.

Not a leader?

Are you kidding me!

Yet the man declared he's not.

Jiang Xiaoxiao stifled laughter, the old man was amusing, such antics!

Admiration indeed!

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