Shao Jingque was a little surprised. She smiled awkwardly but politely. The acting village chief... was also the village chief. He was indeed a state official.

But... can such a long title be written on a banner?

"Okay, Village Chief Hu, I'll definitely send the banner to Gaojin County, Shangdu City, Henan Province as soon as possible... In your village, I'll ask you to take care of the matter of Sister Ding Ling!"

The call of "Village Chief Hu" made Hu Kaixuan feel relaxed and at ease. He straightened his back and patted his chest in response:

"As government officials, we naturally cannot let any criminal escape the punishment they deserve. This is my duty, Hu, and I, so rest assured!"

Having said that, Shao Jingque felt that everything should be fine, so he said goodbye to Ding Ling and Village Chief Hu and continued on his way to the command center.

The Henan Provincial Command was located in a strategic location on the outskirts of Shangdu City. To get there, one had to change buses twice and walk for several hours on a winding mountain road.

Shao Jingque soon discovered that this crowded train from Ning City to Shangdu was actually the most comfortable and convenient part of the journey. She and Wang Tao then wandered around Shangdu city like headless flies for a long time before they finally squeezed onto the bus to the next destination.

Even Wang Tao couldn't stand the crowding. The market conditions back home this time were very different from when he left home to join the army. He couldn't help but wonder:

"The roads in the city have changed so much! I almost couldn't find the bus stop. There are sheds everywhere, and I'm completely lost!"

Someone nearby recognized the soldier's local accent and spoke warmly:

"Young man, you just got back from serving in the army out in the province, so you don't know this, right? Our Henan Province has suffered a devastating disaster this time. Many areas around Shangdu have been flooded, and the villagers' houses have all been submerged. Those sheds are temporary shelters built by the government for the homeless. We can't just let people sleep on the streets, right?"

Maybe it was because they were so crowded in the car that they couldn't even lift their hands, so they could only move their mouths. Immediately, someone else joined in the chat:

"Isn't that a sin? I heard the floodwaters haven't receded in some places yet. Several large lakes have suddenly appeared in nearby Luoshui City. Those lakes used to be villages. How many people do you think have been drowned in those lakes?"

"Some heartless people even said there were lots of big fish in the lake, and they all went fishing with their rods. What do you think the fish eat to grow so big?"

"Oh, please stop talking like that. It's creepy to hear in the middle of the day!"

Shao Jingque's face turned solemn when she heard this. She had noticed along the way that there were people living in the shacks on the roadside. She had a vague guess in her mind, and the words of these citizens further confirmed this.

She informed Lu Zhan of the reservoir breach in advance, but it still couldn't stop the wheel of history. The only consolation was that Lu Zhan survived the flood, but now he is in a life-or-death situation...

Is it true that history is destined not to be rewritten, and a person's destiny is really destined not to be changed?

Shao Jingque didn't believe it!

Since she was able to break scientific cognition and travel from the 21st century to China in the late 1970s, this means that her fate has changed, and it is a huge change from death to rebirth.

She believed that Lu Zhan could do it too, and he would definitely be able to overcome the difficulties and be reborn!

......

As soon as the private photo studio in Xiaohao Hutong opened, it welcomed a distinguished guest.

Assistant Ding took out a large unity card from his bag and placed it on the glass counter:

"Boss, since that person is your old customer, think carefully about whether he has left any address with you."

The owner of the Xiaohao Hutong Photo Studio was a middle-aged man with a goatee. His eyes lit up when he saw Great Unity.

Last time, Assistant Ding gave him a photo of the Great Unity after asking him a few questions, and gave him another one before leaving, only asking him to notify the man who developed the photos if he saw him again.

At that time, he was still thinking, where else could one make more money than this?

Unexpectedly, just one day later, the God of Wealth came again, and the first thing he said was another picture of unity. The owner of the photo studio felt that he was about to be knocked unconscious by these pictures of unity falling from the sky.

But as the saying goes, "All businessmen are dishonest." The photo studio owner immediately realized that this man must be very important to Assistant Ding, and the opportunity to do this no-cost business is rare. He believed that once Assistant Ding found the man, he would never have the opportunity to make money so easily again.

Therefore, although the photo studio owner stared at the photo of unity, he was thinking in his heart what the highest price the man's address could be sold for, and he resisted the urge to reach out to take the money.

Twenty? Thirty?

Or, just shout fifty?

He was thinking about it, and was afraid that his loud mouth would scare away the God of Wealth, so he said tentatively:

"Oh, people usually don't leave their address when they develop photos. You just come to the photo studio to pick them up after they're developed. Why would he leave his address with me?"

"However, one time he said he forgot to bring money and would bring it to me next time. I agreed to it in person, but I kept thinking about it and felt uneasy, so I quietly followed him to see where his home was. If he didn't pay me next time, I would definitely go to his house to collect the money!"

After hearing what the boss said, Assistant Ding knew there was a way:

"Then could you please take me there, boss? I really have something urgent to discuss with this friend, and I can't wait even a day."

As he spoke, he took out another Great Unity and put it on top, pushing it in front of the boss together with the previous one.

The photo studio owner was so happy that he wanted to put the twenty dollars into his pocket immediately.

This is one month's storefront rent. How many customers does he have to serve to earn twenty yuan?

But the money came too easily, and he couldn't help being greedy. He pretended to be thinking hard:

"Then I have to think carefully. I'm old and my mind is not clear anymore. Which street is it?"

Assistant Ding knew very well that the photo studio owner was playing tricks. Under normal circumstances, he would have been silenced for two days, but Qi Mingyuan had given a strict order that the man must be brought to him before tonight, otherwise his job would be in jeopardy.

Given the time constraints, Assistant Ding had no choice but to swallow the blame.

In order to prevent the studio owner from delaying the process, he simply slammed the remaining stack of banknotes in his wallet onto the table.

"Can you remember it now? If you can, lead the way. If you still can't, just pretend I didn't ask!"

The owner of the photo studio was so surprised that he took the stack of photos and counted them. There were exactly twelve photos, a total of one hundred and twenty yuan, which was enough to cover the rent for the next half of the year!

The owner of the photo studio was so happy that he couldn't think of anything else. He quickly went to get the lock and prepared to close the door:

"I remember now. I'll take you there right now!"