Bringing space back to the 1970s to develop rural areas

No matter what happened to Li Juhua's family, it would not affect Yang Qingdai's preparation of various foods for Yang Ziling who was about to leave.

The so-called apology could be taken back by Zhang Guochang. Her time is precious now.

After lunch, Xiao Ziling was like a little tail following her wherever she went. When he turned around, his pair of dark, watery eyes looked at her aggrievedly.

Her heart softened and she swallowed the words that wanted him to go back and pack his things. She didn't know where this kid got this trick from, but it damn well worked for her.

The weird way the brother and sister got along with each other left Tang Danni speechless.

Seeing that everything was almost ready, he simply put on his coat and went out to the village committee office to find Zhang Guochang.

"How come you become more clingy as you get older? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Yang Qingdai couldn't help but chuckle when she thought of the look of disdain Tang Danni gave her when she left.

Yang Ziling didn't care about Yang Qingdai's jokes. "I will be going back to the Northwest Research Institute with my teacher tomorrow, so I won't be able to see my sister for a long time. While there is still time, stay with my sister. If anyone dares to laugh, I will beat him up."

Yang Qingdai:!!!

How did this kid learn to be so violent?

I've been hanging out with Chen Yu and Su Heitan every day recently, and I must have been led astray by them.

Yang Qingdai looked at Yang Ziling, speechless: "We have to convince others with virtue, not just using fists. Those who only use fists to talk are barbarians, understand?"

"Oh~" Yang Ziling was still as obedient as ever when talking to her. "I will listen to you, sister."

He blinked his eyes, his eyes looked particularly bright as he looked at her, his two little fangs were revealed, and his smile made Yang Qingdai's heart melt.

Looking at Yang Qingdai, who was half a head taller than him, he couldn't help but worry about his height.

When I just brought this child home last year, he was half a head shorter than me. But in less than a year, he has grown like bamboo shoots after a spring rain and is now taller than me.

She raised her hand and gestured above his head, "Zi Ling will definitely be Su Heitan Gao in the future."

"I'm sure he'll be better than Brother Su." Yang Ziling still remembered that he and his sister were whispering in the "corner" on Laba Day. He paused, then suddenly lowered his body, "From now on, it'll be like this. Sister, you don't have to look up so hard when you see me."

I feel warm for no reason, what should I do?

Yang Qingdai couldn't help but want to RUB the child's head.

The hand that was raised changed direction and scratched the tip of Yang Ziling's nose, "Get up, it's uncomfortable to squat like this."

Yang Ziling hugged Yang Qingdai for a while and then quickly let her go, saying very seriously: "Sister, while I'm in the northwest, you have to take good care of yourself, eat well, and don't stay up late to make medicine.

The teacher said that I will be paid when I return to the research institute this time. I will send all of it back to you so that you don’t have to work so hard. "

"That won't do." Yang Qingdai's heart was inexplicably aroused, but she still refused cruelly, "You have to save it up so that you can find a partner in the future and have money to spend."

Yang Ziling's face fell, "No, just give the flowers to my sister."

His expression was stubborn and persistent.

Yang Qingdai was very panicked. What happened to this child these past two days?

What you say always makes her look bad?

She thought about it over and over again last night and realized that she didn't teach the child anything that shouldn't be taught.

Su Heitan, a straight man tougher than steel, would never teach a child such things secretly at night.

What she didn't know was that Yang Ziling had a dream before the Spring Festival, and she was the protagonist in his dream.

When the child woke up in the morning, he saw a large wet spot on his pants and his face turned red with shame.

Fortunately, the person sleeping on the same kang with him was the relatively reliable Su Mo instead of the noisy Chen Yu.

That day, Su Mo, who had experienced it before, patiently explained to the child the "knowledge" that he knew very little about. He also told him that this represented his growth.

Su Mo was curious and asked who he was dreaming about, but Yang Ziling hesitated and didn't dare to say.

As an older brother who had been single for many years, Su Mo thought he was just shy and half-comprehendingly comforted him by saying that no matter who he dreamed about, that person was the one he loved the most in his heart and the one he most wanted to be with in the future.

These words struck deep into Yang Ziling's heart.

Su Mo, who was rarely gossipy, tried to find out how Yang Ziling knew the other party, where they met, and what kind of person the other party was...

Unfortunately, Yang Ziling's mouth was tighter than a clam shell, and he didn't reveal a single piece of information to him.

Su Mo could only remind him to observe carefully and not let himself be targeted by people with ulterior motives and do anything to hurt Yang Qingdai.

Yang Ziling solemnly swore that it was absolutely impossible to happen.

It was from that time that Yang Ziling followed Yang Qingdai in a daze. As long as he could be with her, he would feel very happy even if they didn't talk.

Yang Qingdai had no choice but to think: Okay, okay, just send it to me and I will keep it for you.

But what she said was, "Okay, okay, my Ziling has grown up and knows how to care for her sister and make money for her. That's great."

Yang Ziling was so happy that he smiled happily.

Yang Ziling half-acted and half-begged, "Sister, can you help me pack my luggage?"

Seeing him like this for the first time, Yang Qingdai thought that the child was reluctant to leave her for the northwest, so he was so clingy, so she could only go along with his wishes.

Even though we are reluctant to leave, separation still comes quietly.

The next afternoon, Yang Qingdai and her brother each rushed to the train station with a letter of introduction issued by the brigade.

Yang Ziling's train ticket was bought by the old director. He carried the large and small bags prepared for him by Yang Qingdai and others, as well as gifts specially prepared for the old director, and found the old director and his group at the train station.

After seeing off Yang Ziling who was reluctant to leave, Yang Qingdai went to the capital with Su Mo and Mr. Qian to handle the property transfer.

This was agreed upon by Mr. Qian and Mr. Liu last year. The return document was received before the New Year, along with a list of items that were taken away during the house search.

They also took advantage of the fact that it was not yet spring and the brigade was still in the slack season, and came to the capital to complete all the necessary procedures.

Only then could the old man follow Su Mo all the way south without any worries to see what Longguo looks like now.

Chen Yu also came to Beijing this time. It was Mr. Qian who asked him to bring some relevant books back to Qingshan Brigade for careful study.

We can't let this naughty boy neglect his studies just because he leaves.

The next afternoon, the four of them arrived in the capital.

The few of them were not in a hurry to go through the property transfer procedures. Instead, Chen Yu, as the "local tour guide", took them to visit Yenching University, Shichahai, Wangfujing, and the East and West Liulichang that Yang Qingdai strongly requested.

After five days of touring the huge capital city, Yang Qingdai, who was still not satisfied, reluctantly went with Mr. Qian to handle various procedures under Su Mo's constant urging.

Chen Yu also took advantage of this opportunity to deliver the Rongyang Pills he brought to the hands of the old leaders in the sanatorium, especially the one who insisted on clearing him of the unexplained injustice.