The train arrived at the station soon.

Tang Yulan held Jiang Zhiying tightly, while Jiang Shixun carried the bag in one hand and protected the mother and daughter with the other, and got off the train carefully.

Because there were so many people around and because of what happened with Hu Zi, the couple were very nervous, fearing that their precious daughter would be taken away by someone.

After leaving the train station, Jiang Shixun took the mother and daughter to take the bus as if he was familiar with the route.

He has been here many times and is very familiar with it.

They were lucky because the bus they wanted to take was parked and waiting for people. After they got on and sat for a while, the bus drove away.

After more than two hours of bumpy ride, we finally arrived at the station.

The platform was quite close to the farm. After getting off the train, they did not go directly to the farm. Instead, they walked to a secluded corner, pretended to sort out the packages, and secretly replaced the items used for cover with bacon, sausages, air-dried chicken, and large bottles of mushroom sauce, chili sauce, and red oil bamboo shoots.

The sausage is stuffed in the middle of the bottle, which just serves as a shock absorber.

They were quite far away, so Jiang Shixun just used the bottle given by Jiang Zhiying without worrying about being recognized.

After this change, the package suddenly became much heavier, at least fifty or sixty kilograms.

Jiang Zhiying looked at the gentle Jiang Shixun and couldn't help but worry: Can Dad lift it?

Tang Yulan was also a little worried: "Can you do it alone? How about I help you?"

Jiang Shixun waved his hand: "It's okay, I can lift it, don't do it while you're pregnant!"

After saying that, he picked up the bag.

Tang Yulan took a small bag and pulled Jiang Zhiying to follow him. She said worriedly, "If you're tired, just tell me. Don't be stubborn."

"It's okay, I can still carry this weight."

Jiang Shixun found it funny.

He is not the kind of young master who can't carry anything on his shoulders or with his hands, so what does this little weight matter?

Which is easier, carrying water or carrying food?

The place where they got off the bus was very close to the farm, and they arrived at Hope Farm after walking a few hundred meters.

However, Jiang Fuguo and his friends lived in a cowshed, so they had to walk a few hundred meters to get there.

Jiang Zhiying looked around curiously.

There are large tracts of farmland on the farm, all of which have been planted. Looking around, you can see a vast expanse of lush green, just like a green blanket.

It's quite pleasing to the eye.

You can see people working in the fields, squatting in the fields, looking like they are weeding.

Jiang Zhiying lost interest after taking a few glances, but when she saw someone striding towards them, she instantly perked up.

The man who came was a man in his thirties or forties, looking a little weathered.

When he saw Jiang Shixun, a smile appeared on his face, but it quickly disappeared. He tried his best to suppress the corners of his mouth and put on a serious face: "Jiang Shixun, are you here to visit relatives? Who are they?"

"Hello, Comrade Zhao Changqing. This is my wife, Tang Yulan, and my daughter, Zhuzhu. I brought them here to visit relatives. Zhuzhu, quickly call Uncle Zhao."

Jiang Zhiying called out obediently, "Hello, Uncle Zhao."

Zhao Changqing looked at her fair, tender and chubby appearance and couldn't help but smile again: "I guessed that she was your daughter. She is really well raised and has a good name."

It's white and fat, just like a little pig~

Jiang Zhiying pouted speechlessly, feeling that she was being implied!

She corrected him: "Uncle Zhao, I'm actually not fat."

Zhao Changqing: “…”

He suddenly thought that the chubby little girl from the Jiang family was quite interesting, and couldn't help teasing her: "Are you sure?"

Jiang Zhiying nodded seriously and said nonsense seriously: "Yes, I am actually swollen from hunger!"

Zhao Changqing was completely speechless: "..."

Do you think I'm blind? Or do you think I'm stupid?