As the weather gradually warmed up, Master Lu took Luo Xiaoxue and her daughter to the fields to plow.

With a thick rope around his body, Third Master Lu was dragging the plow forward with difficulty.

Luo Xiaoxue followed behind with a rake, breaking up large clumps of soil and then mounding up the soil on both sides.

Lu Siqiao held a small rake and raked the soil. She worked slowly, but her hands and feet were quick and efficient, even better than an adult's.

This was specially prepared by Lu Mingfeng for her to play with. Her family didn't expect her to be able to do anything at such a young age. Luo Xiaoxue felt sorry for her and told her to go catch butterflies and play.

Lu Siqiao insisted on working with them. Despite her petite appearance, she was a skilled farmer in her previous life.

Lu Mingyuan and his wife are lazy, so all the farm work falls on her shoulders. If she doesn't work, she won't get any food.

However, when the family property was divided, Old Mrs. Ruan was extremely biased and gave the family's only cow to the third branch of the family.

Old Master Lu could only pull the old-fashioned hoe and plow, relying on the triangular plowshare at the bottom to break through the soil, and he had to bend his shoulders to plow the land deeper.

Many villagers who passed by and saw the three generations of the family shook their heads and sighed.

Is it worth handing over a fertile acre of land to a second wife for a money-losing daughter?

"Third Master, how much are chili peppers worth? It's better to grow corn; at least that way you can have something to eat," Lu Wenqing said, handing Third Master a bamboo pipe.

Master Lu took a drag of his cigarette before revealing his family's thoughts.

Hearing that chili prices were about to skyrocket, Lu Wenqing was skeptical and tentatively asked, "Is it true or not? My family also has three acres of dry land, and we're just thinking about what to plant."

"Uncle Lu, I heard that person is some kind of economic expert. He said that there was a lot of rain in other provinces last year, which reduced the chili pepper production, and many chili pepper processing plants couldn't get raw materials. Now that the yield per mu of rice has increased, everyone is working hard to grow rice, but they have forgotten that the demand for chili peppers is huge, and the price will only go up, not down. If the quality is good, the supply will even fall short of demand," Lu Siqiao said in her childish voice.

In the mid-1980s, the government adopted policies to support the development of the non-public sector economy, allowing farmers to freely sell some agricultural and sideline products, which led to the emergence of various supply and marketing cooperatives.

Lu Wenqing was tempted.

He is more knowledgeable than Lu Siqiao. These days, those who can be called experts are all big shots.

"We can't even think about growing rice on our land, except for chili peppers. Even if we can't sell the chili peppers, we can still make them into chili sauce, store them, and sell them to restaurants." Luo Xiaoxue was covered in sweat from exhaustion, but she looked at Lu Siqiao with satisfaction and agreed with her idea.

Lu Wenqing couldn't sit still any longer and stood up, saying, "I'll go back and tell Chen Hong."

Lu Siqiao survived thanks to Lu Wenqing's help. She thought of Lu Wenqing as someone who was fair in his dealings and dedicated to the development of Lujia Village.

In her past life, she overheard Huang Ling saying that Lu Wenqing could have been promoted from village director to village party secretary, but was held back by Liu Hong's family. They reported him for using his influence to help his uncle get a position in the township government's duty room, causing him to miss the opportunity for promotion.

His uncle was a good-for-nothing who had been locked up for fighting.

With the village party secretary Tan Shengtian's retirement date fast approaching, if something happens to Lu Wenqing, the position of village party secretary will fall into someone else's hands.

"Uncle, are you a high-ranking official?" Lu Siqiao called out to him, feigning innocence.

These words made Lu Wenqing laugh, and he patted her head: "Uncle is just a small village chief, not a big official."

Lu Siqiao patted her chest. "That's good. Last time I was in the hospital, I heard that uncle scolding his relatives, saying that he abused his power to seek personal gain and ruined a promising future. He also said that the country is cracking down on corruption and bribery, and if there is even the slightest deviation, one's career will be stained and can never be erased."

"Was it that expert who said it too? Qiaowa, I have to go now." Lu Wenqing knew that Lu Siqiao had met a benefactor who even waived her medical expenses, so the news must be true. His expression became serious, as if he had thought of something, and he hurried home.

He ran all the way home and happened to see Liu Hong entertaining her family. He also heard things like "I'll take care of it" and so on.

Damn it, the Liu family almost ruined everything.

While relieved, Lu Wenqing walked in with a sullen face.

"Qiaowa'er, come on, have some water." Lu Mingfeng brought Lu Siqiao a bottle of Wahaha after driving home from get off work at night.

This rare drink was something Lu Siqiao could only find in her family's general store; Huang Ling wouldn't even let her touch it.

She happily walked up to Third Master Lu, inserted a tube, and put it in his mouth: "Grandpa, you've worked hard, drink it quickly."

The wrinkles on Third Master Lu's face seemed to have been burned away, smoothing out as he shook his head: "Grandpa doesn't like to drink it, Qiaowa'er, drink it quickly."

"Grandpa will just have a bite." Lu Siqiao didn't believe him and said with a cold face.

Helpless, Master Lu took a small bite. It was sweet and made him feel much better.

"It's too sweet, Grandpa can't get used to it," he said with a smile.

Lu Siqiao urged again, "I don't believe it, Grandpa, have another bite."

Reluctantly, Master Lu took another small sip and said sincerely, "It's really delicious."

Lu Siqiao sat down next to him, handed him a steamed bun, and said expectantly, "Grandpa, have a bite of the steamed bun, and then a sip of milk. Yes."

"Oh dear, if you drink any more, you won't have any left," Master Lu said with a wry smile. "I know Qiaowa'er is a good girl, so please drink up."

Seeing the old man and the young boy politely deferring to each other, Lu Mingfeng called out from the side, "Dad, Qiaowa is offering this to you, so please drink it. There's still some at home, so let Qiaowa drink as much as he wants later."

When Lu Siqiao saw the people from the third branch of the family approaching, she became furious. Her cousins ​​were no good; they would plunder everything.

Seeing that Master Lu refused to drink, she picked up a Wahaha drink and gulped it down in a few gulps.

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