Shen Qiqi looked into the distance, the afterglow of the setting sun cast a layer of golden light on her face, but her thoughts surged like a tide.

Land reform?

These four words were like a huge rock, slamming into the calm lake, causing ripples.

She subconsciously squeezed Lu Qing's hand, her fingertips were cold.

In Shen Qiqi's understanding, the word "reform" has always been linked to "opportunity".

Wasn’t the 1970s an era of gold everywhere?

When the spring breeze of reform blows, even pigs can climb trees, let alone a time traveler like her!

Her mind was racing, and various plans flashed through her mind like a revolving lantern.

Contract land?

Engage in breeding?

Open a factory?

No, no, if you take too big a step, you might end up hurting yourself. You have to proceed steadily, one step at a time.

Lu Qing felt the coolness of Shen Qiqi's palm and held it tighter.

He knew that his wife must be thinking about something earth-shattering in her little head.

He said nothing, but just stayed by her side quietly, like a silent mountain, protecting her from the wind and rain.

His wife is busy with her career, and he is responsible for looking beautiful and serving tea and water. Perfect!

As night falls, the atmosphere in the village is no longer as peaceful as before.

The news of land reform spread quickly to every corner of the village as if it had wings.

Some villagers gathered together, whispering, their faces full of worry.

"What exactly is the charter for this land reform?"

"Who knows! What if the land is taken over by the collective? What will we eat and drink in the future?"

"That's right! We were so eager to see cultural heritage bring some benefits to the village, but with this reform, I'm afraid everything will be ruined!"

These discussions were like the buzzing of mosquitoes, drilling into Shen Qiqi's ears, causing her to murmur in her heart.

There is a lot of resistance to reform!

It seems that this is a hard bone to chew!

She took a deep breath, her eyes becoming more profound.

Cultural heritage has finally shown some improvement, but we can’t let this land reform ruin it!

She turned around abruptly, looked at Lu Qing with burning eyes, and said in a firm tone: "Brother Qing, I have an idea!"

Shen Qiqi grabbed Lu Qing's hand and said excitedly: "Brother Qing, we can combine cultural heritage with land reform!"

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows to show that he was all ears.

Shen Qiqi cleared her throat and began to talk non-stop: "Think about it, we can plan the land in the village into different areas, part of which is used for farming, and part of which is used for cultural heritage. For example, we can establish a folk culture experience area, allowing city people to experience our life in the 1970s and feel the charm of our culture. Wouldn't this not only develop the economy but also pass on culture! Killing two birds with one stone, wouldn't it be wonderful?"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, as if she had already seen a beautiful blueprint for the future.

This idea had been brewing in her mind for a long time, and today she finally found a perfect fit.

She felt that the immense power in her body was about to explode, and she couldn't wait to roll up her sleeves and get to work.

After listening to this, Lu Qing's eyes were full of admiration.

His wife's train of thought is always unexpected.

He gently pinched Shen Qiqi’s cheek, with a hint of pampering in his tone: “My Qiqi is such a little genius!”

Shen Qiqi felt a little embarrassed by the compliment, her cheeks flushed slightly, but her heart felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.

She raised her chin proudly, like a proud little peacock: "Of course, don't you see who I am!"

When the young people in the village heard Shen Qiqi's words, their eyes suddenly lit up.

They have long been dissatisfied with the rules of the older generation and want to bring some new changes to the village.

Shen Qiqi's idea really touched their hearts.

They all expressed their support and were willing to work with Shen Qiqi.

Shen Qiqi looked at the energetic faces in front of her, and the excitement in her heart was beyond words.

She knew that this was not just a land reform, but also a change of thought!

Lu Qing looked at Shen Qiqi, who was in high spirits, and his heart was filled with pride.

He gently took her hand and rubbed his fingertips lightly on the back of her hand.

Shen Qiqi felt the warmth of his palm, and the blush on her cheeks deepened.

When the surrounding villagers saw this scene, envy spread in their hearts.

This young couple is truly a match made in heaven, they are a perfect match!

At this moment, Lu Qing suddenly stopped what he was doing. He looked into the distance with a serious look in his eyes.

Seeing this, Shen Qiqi asked curiously, "Brother Qing, what's wrong?"

Lu Qing didn't answer, but lowered his head and whispered softly in her ear: "Things may not be as simple as we think..."

As soon as Shen Qiqi finished speaking, a few dissatisfied "humphs" were heard from the crowd.

A few gray-haired old men came out tremblingly, leaning on crutches. The wrinkles on their faces were twisted together, making them look like a few dried bitter melons.

"Nonsense! This is sheer nonsense!" An elderly man with a goatee glared, his eyes thumping, his cane banging on the ground. "Land is for growing crops. Why are you trying to pass on this culture? Isn't that just a waste of time?"

Another old man echoed, "That's right! How can we change the rules passed down by our ancestors just like that? This girl is just giving bad advice!"

Shen Qiqi looked at these old stubborn people and sighed inwardly.

This generation of uncles is not easy to lead!

But she still wore a confident smile on her face, and calmly explained, "My dear men, the times are advancing, and we must keep up with the trend! Cultural heritage and land reform are not in conflict. We can combine them and achieve a win-win situation!"

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