Eighties Sweetheart Wife-Chapter 58 - Big Crucian Carp Seeds and the Little Mermaid_1

Chapter 58: Chapter 58 Big Crucian Carp Seeds and the Little Mermaid_1

Chapter 58 -58 Big Crucian Carp Seeds and the Little Mermaid_1

Deputy County Mayor Zhao’s eyes brightened, this was indeed great news.

The first pilot.

If this really worked out, wouldn’t everyone come here to learn?

However, why did they set their sights on Erdao River Village?

Deputy County Mayor Zhao was a clever man and would never speculate recklessly.

Just then, another jeep arrived, driven by Director Liu who had received a phone call.

The call had been made from inside the vehicle; even though it was the eighties, Gu Huai’an’s car had a dedicated wireless telephone.

Therefore, after receiving the call, Director Liu immediately rushed over.

Even as a logistics director, he carried an air of solemnity.

But his face bore a friendly smile.

He first nodded to Gu Huai’an and then spoke to Deputy County Mayor Zhao with a beaming smile.

The atmosphere heated up instantly.

Old Man Song felt as if there was a problem with his ears and hurriedly asked his spouse, “What, what village did I just hear?”

Old Mrs.

Song, however, was looking at Little Nuan and the handsome young man standing together.

Oh my, why did they seem so well-matched!

She felt a bit disappointed afterward.

Sigh, it was clear at first glance that they were important figures, and the status of the Song family had fallen into a muddy pond.

Don’t think about it, don’t think about it, don’t think wildly.

Gu Huai’an looked at Chu Zizhou, “Zizhou, I’ll go with Old Master Song for a walk by the river.

Once you finish talking, I will take you back to the county to call your grandfather, and I’ll speak with him personally.”

Chu Zizhou’s eyes lit up immediately.

That would be great, truly leaving no worries behind.

Even if he really became the brigade leader, it wouldn’t be bad at all.

A few moments later, Chu Zizhou’s discreet gaze fell upon Song Yunuan who appeared to be oblivious, and based on his understanding of Gu Huai’an, although the man seemed to be carefree, he was actually indifferent and unattached, with very few allowed to stand by his side, let alone be regarded with special attention.

But now…

Chu Zizhou immediately smiled and nodded, “Alright, Huai’an.”

As Director Liu walked, he said, “Zizhou, I have brought you a complete set of luggage and daily necessities.”

Chu Zizhou seemed to only then realize, “That…

I’m going to stay here?”

What a joke, if you’re not staying here, where do you want to stay?

President Huang hurriedly said, “The commune also has dormitories and a canteen, and Erdao River Village has a Youth League spot.

It’s the only semi-brick, semi-mud house in our village.

It has opened up quite a bit now, and there are three youths living there…”

Before he could finish, he looked toward Song Liang.

At that moment, Song Liang had just glanced back at the front door of his house and felt something strange in his heart.

He remembered Little Nuan mentioning that a group of people had stopped the lame beggar on the road, but the identities of those people were mysterious and couldn’t be revealed.

Could it have been Gu Huai’an?

But still…

something felt off.

When President Huang discussed Chu Zizhou’s accommodations and meals, Song Liang hurriedly said, “The brigade headquarters also has a dormitory, and Old Man Sun used to cook for the canteen…”

Then he stopped himself from going on.

Having the brigade leader of Erdao River Village paired with a cook didn’t seem quite right.

Yet, Chu Zizhou was a university student, and he was here for an internship and mainly in charge of the supply and demand village construction.

But Song Liang was hesitant in his heart, wondering if Little Nuan’s words were true.

How to build this supply and demand village was still an issue.

Water and fire are ruthless, indeed.

If there were to be a flood disaster, not to mention the crops, what about the living creatures?

They say wealth counted in strings of cash isn’t true wealth; that’s basically the truth.

When he was young, he experienced a flood, turning almost everything here into a vast ocean.

It wasn’t as simple as saying that geese and ducks could swim on the water.

After the flood, came the plague.

He remembered that time, almost no livestock or poultry were spared.

Song Liang felt somewhat conflicted, but actually, none of this was his concern anymore.

Even if disasters struck, who would listen to or believe a deposed brigade leader?

Worse, if they turned it around and accused him of stirring up trouble, that would be terrible.

But if he didn’t speak up, and if they lost everything, not only would the nation suffer losses, but so would the common people.

His hesitancy must have been noticeable to Deputy County Mayor Zhao and President Huang, suggesting that he was struggling to speak his next words.

President Huang took the initiative, “Chu Zizhou is here to help us.

Since he is not from around here, we shall treat him as a cadre stationed in the countryside.”

That settled the issue.

Old Man Sun was an excellent cook, perfect to make meals for Chu Zizhou.

Chu Zizhou himself felt it wasn’t right to stay at the commune office, and living in the county town was impractical.

Naturally, staying at the brigade’s headquarters was the best option.

The conditions, however…

were truly terrible.

The mud walls had turned black, a small clay kang (heated bed), a single kang mat, and even the floors were just compacted earth.

It was the ’80s, yet of the four windows, two were still papered over, and only the middle two had glass—old glass at that, making people appear shadowy and indistinct.

Chu Zizhou clenched his teeth; compared to going back to face Xiao Min’s unreasonable mother and his hot-tempered grandfather, this place seemed a paradise.

Gu Huai’an, indeed a good buddy!

At this moment, the crowd at the Song family’s doorway had dwindled significantly.

Gu Huai’an looked at Old Man Song, who was also holding a fish basket, “Old Master, may I join you to see how the fish basket is used to catch fish?”

Song Yunuan narrowed her eyes and looked at Gu Huai’an with a smile that was not quite a smile, “Little brother, do you also want to catch fish?”

“Are you planning to catch big crucian carp or little mermaids?”

Gu Huai’an remained unmoved on the surface, but inwardly he thought, the girl sure is full of herself.

Though Old Man Song was somewhat intimidated by this young man, there was a saying that one does not strike a smiling face.

Since the visitor was an important official, Old Man Song swallowed his discomfort and turned to look at his spouse.

Old Mrs.

Song pulled back Xia Guilan, who wanted to speak, and said with a beaming smile, “Old Man, since you’re heading to the river anyways, why don’t you bring the three kids along?

Xiao Gu is a city fellow, just like Sun Zhiqing and the others.

City kids have never seen the countryside; everything is novel to them.”

Well said, Old Mrs.

Song certainly knew how to talk.

In a single sentence, she encompassed both adults and children.

While she still harbored some hopes, addressing him in such a way wouldn’t cause any problems.

Thus, the group headed towards the river.

Xiao Wu, the secretary, and a security detail followed, walking behind Gu Huai’an.

Xiao Wu was already numb; whatever he thought too much or too little about hardly mattered anymore.

His commanding officer was no longer predictable in his actions.

Little Asheng carried his small side bag on his back.

Unfortunately, as they walked all the way to the river, he saw no big brothers tossing food his way.

They must be quite poor, he thought.

Patting his small side bag, Little Asheng was a bit disappointed, but once he reached the river, his spirits lifted.

He pointed to a spot not far from Gu Huai’an and said, “Big brother, that’s where we put our fish baskets last night.

I don’t know if there’s fish in them now.

Do you want to go see?

If you do, can I take you there?”

Who was Gu Huai’an, after all?

Once his mind got working, it was as fast as a computer.

Little Asheng had made a special trip back to the house to get his small side bag, and although he hadn’t spoken to Gu Huai’an along the way, he had touched the bag four times.

After this last time, his face showed disappointment.

So, the kid thought he had candy in his pocket.

Gu Huai’an squatted down and with a smile in his eyes, said directly, “I came in a hurry this time; next time, I promise to bring you some tasty candies.”

Yes, and chocolates too.

After all, the little guy had called him big brother.

He was certainly more sensible than that little mermaid who had called him “uncle” from the get-go.