The decision of the Village Head of Zhou filled Old Zhao and the others with joy, but also deep shame. Just a few days ago, they had gone so far as to not spare even the little girl over two radishes, fearing that the people of Zhoujiatun were hiding something. Now, Old Zhao was so choked up that he couldn't utter a single word, not even the simplest "thank you."
"Village Head Zhou, I was wrong a few days ago. My people from Wujia Village and I thank the villagers of Zhoujiatun..." Aunt Sun from Wujia Village shouted in embarrassment, kneeling down filled with shame and gratitude.
"Sister Sun, what are you doing? Get up! We were angry with you, but really, these radishes and cabbages aren't anything precious if they weren't affected by the disaster. Brother Qian told me that the government is distributing relief grain and vegetable seeds, but it will be hard for Wujia Village to get through the winter safely. Everything that could be gathered or hunted in the nearby mountains has been exhausted. The whole village is counting on our cabbages and radishes to survive the winter." Aunt Sun, supported by Village Head Zhou, had tears streaming down her sorrowful old face.
"Quickly wipe your tears; don't embarrass yourself." Old Party Secretary Old Qian from Wujia Village said to Aunt Sun. Although Aunt Sun usually looked down on the slow and mild-mannered Old Qian, this time it wasn't Old Qian who was trying to smooth things over privately; perhaps the villagers of Zhoujiatun had already stopped giving her friendly faces.
Old Qian sincerely grasped Village Head Zhou's hand and said, "Old Zhou, thank you!" Village Head Zhou exchanged smiles with Old Accountant and Big Zhu, their faces filled with relief from being able to help.
Early in the morning, while Yezhi was sleeping soundly, the village loudspeaker announced that everyone in their village should help transport cabbages and radishes for Wujia Village, Wu Yi Village, and Wu Er Village.
After getting up and washing up, Yezhi ran to the vegetable garden with a bucket of water. In the garden, two young Curly Willow saplings had grown as tall as her waist, while those by the river had grown even faster and reached above her shoulders. Last time she pulled out some small seedlings; Yezhi planted two at home while freezing the rest for later use. In spring next year, she planned to plant the Curly Willows on the contracted barren hillside.
"Master, Xingli is asking when our Earth's Rarity will open!" Xiao Fang suddenly shouted.
"Have you finished editing your Blueberry Wine (Persimmons) 3D short film?"
"Yes, Master! Let's open the store today!" Yezhi initially wanted to wait until after the autumn harvest to open but found Xiao Fang and Xingli's daily inquiries quite annoying.
"Alright, but we will limit each item to 10 pounds per day!"
"Master, 10 pounds? That's not enough to sell!" Xiao Fang was already thrilled about opening the store; it couldn't wait to share this good news with Xingli but thought that limiting it was a bit too much.
"Scarcity makes things valuable!" Hearing her master say this, Xiao Fang suddenly understood. Yes! This is her master's strategy. In truth, it wasn't really a strategy; Yezhi was just worried that if they sold out too quickly, she would be too lazy to go up the mountain to gather more. After watering the vegetable garden, Yezhi returned to the kitchen where warm yam was still in the pot. She had grown tired of yam already and went back inside to eat a Nutrient pill. After washing her dirty clothes and securing the courtyard gate, she walked towards Team Dike.
At this moment, the Team dam was bustling with many newcomers, busy and lively.
"Comrade Yezi, you are here too!" As the school began its agricultural break, Xiao Cheng, having nothing to do, arrived early to help at Team. Yezhi saw Xiao Cheng struggling to carry a basket and naturally lent a hand. Together, they loaded the cart, causing the Zhou Family Village Resident nearby to smile, with Aunt Zhou being the happiest among them.
Suddenly, two dark hands appeared on the basket. It turned out that Aunt Zhou had brought Black Treasure to Team. With Black Treasure, a strong figure, taking over the basket, there was no need for Yezhi and Xiao Cheng to show off their strength. Black Treasure easily moved the basket onto the Stagecoach, shaking his hefty body.
"Sister Zhou, this is my nephew!"
Aunt Sun brought a sturdy young man over to Aunt Zhou. To be honest, this nephew of Aunt Sun, with a square face and thick eyebrows, was indeed a handsome young man who looked quite reliable.
"My nephew knows I'm introducing him to someone and feels a bit shy!" Aunt Sun gestured for the slightly bashful young man to greet them.
"Aunt Zhou, hello!"
Aunt Zhou smiled and nodded. Since he was already here, it would be impolite not to meet him. She asked Meizi to bring Yezhi over. Meizi pulled Yezhi to stand in front of Aunt Zhou. "Aunt! Aunt Sun!"
"Yezi, this is my nephew Sun Dajiang. Dajiang, this is Miss Yezi."
Sun Dajiang, twenty-two years old, came from the poor Wujia Village. Marrying a wife was not easy for him. Having attended junior high in the Commune, his horizons were broader than those of other youths who had stayed in Wujia Village. Initially reluctant when his aunt mentioned introducing him to a girl from even poorer Zhoujiatun, he was taken aback by the sight of this slender and fair girl.
"Yezi, you... hello!" Sun Dajiang felt a bit nervous.
"Hello!" Yezhi didn't know what to say and could only lower her head shyly.
"Sister Zhou, let's focus on our work and let these young people talk and make friends!" Aunt Sun said with a smile. Miss Yezi seemed quite bold and spirited; when it came to meeting potential partners, she wasn't shy like an ordinary girl. Meanwhile, Dajiang kept stealing glances at her; it seemed promising!
Aunt Zhou was pulled away by Aunt Sun, while Meizi had already run over to inform Xiao Cheng. "Teacher Xiao, Yezhi is being pursued by someone from Wujia Village!”
Xiao Cheng, sweating profusely, looked in the direction Mei Zi was pointing. Ye Zi was talking to a young man, and they seemed to be getting along well. Seeing that Xiao Cheng didn't believe her, Mei Zi felt anxious inside: Teacher Xiao is so clueless.
With the intention of helping out completely, Mei Zi dragged Xiao Cheng over to Ye Zi and Sun Dajiang. "Ye Zi, Teacher Xiao is here!" Mei Zi shouted while winking mysteriously at Ye Zi. What does that mean? Ye Zi couldn't understand what Mei Zi was trying to express.
Xiao Cheng extended his hand confidently. "Hello, I am Teacher Xiao from Zhoujiatun Primary School!" Sun Dajiang was wary of the suddenly appearing white-collar scholar. He shook Xiao Cheng's hand firmly, causing Xiao Cheng's face to contort in pain. Sun Dajiang's obvious hostility made him feel both angry and amused.
"Teacher Xiao, you came at just the right time; I've been looking for you! I wanted to tell you..." Ye Zi thought this was a good opportunity and pretended to urgently need to speak with Xiao Cheng, pulling him away discreetly.
Mei Zi watched the two walk away and said to Sun Dajiang, "Ye Zi has someone she likes; it's that Teacher Xiao!" Surprisingly, Sun Dajiang actually had feelings for Ye Zi, and Mei Zi's words left him quite disappointed.
"Comrade Ye Zi, that's far enough!"
"Thank you, Teacher Xiao!" Xiao Cheng smiled. "Since Comrade Ye Zi is using me as a tool, she should at least treat me to a meal!"
"Sure! But I still need to keep my distance from you to avoid rumors; the meal can be postponed indefinitely." Ye Zi said with a hearty laugh before waving goodbye. Xiao Cheng couldn't help but smile as he watched Ye Zi walk away.
In Wujia Village, Wu Yi Village, and Wu Er Village, it took three days to transport all the cabbage and radishes. During these three days, Sun Dajiang took every opportunity to appear in front of Ye Zi. Aunt Zhou noticed how proactive the young man was and clearly saw he was interested in Ye Zi. However, Ye Zi didn't think much of it; she was busy every morning transporting goods from Earth's Rarity and would only join the village-wide team effort in the afternoons.
Once everyone from the three villages had left, Ye Zi finally realized that they hadn't just moved half of the produce; they had moved a significant portion. Sensing something was off, she approached Village Uncle. It turned out that after the "theft" of radishes incident, Wujia Village's Old Party Secretary had gone to Er Niu's house to apologize and had also vented his frustrations to Village Uncle. The villagers held a small meeting and agreed to distribute two-thirds of the radishes and cabbages to the other three villages.
After hearing this, Ye Zi felt a headache coming on. It wasn't that she cared about the cabbages or radishes; she was just frustrated with the people from Zhoujiatun being so "naive." They believed everything they were told; perhaps Wujia Village's Old Party Secretary was deliberately trying to gain sympathy. As someone accustomed to skepticism in the 21st century, Ye Zi found herself overthinking things at this moment!
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