The cleaning is done by someone who cleans a different building every day, completing a round every four days. Each building only needs to clean itself. Grandma Hanhan used to be the most diligent, taking care of everything for each building, but now she's completely freed up.

Seasons are fascinating things. Take the Beginning of Spring, for example. Even if the weather doesn't seem particularly special, the land knows it first.

The black earth, frozen by ice and snow, suddenly awoke.

Grandpa Hanhan has already started preparing to plant flowers, turning over the soil here and there. Commander Zhou and A Lei have become good helpers.

Seeing Ah Lei covered in mud every day, yet still so cheerful, Qin Xiaoyu felt a little jealous. This guy seemed to have a more fulfilling life than she did.

During dinner, Commander Wang asked about the garment factory's rectification efforts. Qin Xiaoyu recounted Director Feng's story, giving everyone an easy joke.

"I didn't realize she had this much skill. How about I ask her to write a rectification notice for my cultural troupe too? I don't have the patience for that kind of thing," Commander Wang joked.

"Let her write! I must say, she writes really well. Aunt Wang, actually, the theater really needs some renovations. Last time I went backstage, it was so crowded you had to squeeze sideways to walk, and the aisles were piled high with boxes and other clutter—it wasn't safe," Qin Xiaoyu reminded her.

“I’ve noticed this problem too. Every performance is packed with people. Last time, a short kid came out of the dressing room and squeezed to the edge of the stage. I looked at him and thought, ‘Oh my god, where did this Guan Gong come from? His face is all smeared!’ I quickly had him replaced with another performer and went back to get his makeup redone.”

Commander Wang spoke while gesturing, making everyone at the table burst into laughter.

"Safety is a top priority and cannot be taken lightly."

"But the theater isn't under my jurisdiction, so I can't really do anything about it," Commander Wang sighed.

"The personnel situation over there is chaotic. You have a straightforward temper, so don't actually offer any opinions," Wang Lei's father reminded him.

“I’m not stupid. Oh, right, there’s another performance on the second day of the second lunar month. The leaders specifically requested that my younger sister do a solo. The provincial TV station is coming to record it.” Commander Wang remembered something good.

"Then I'll have to dress my daughter up nicely." Zhou Yue was gnawing on a chicken foot, her fingers covered in oil, and Deng Jianyan quickly brought her a towel to wipe them clean.

"You're practically treating my sister like an empress," Qin Xiaoyu muttered.

"My mom's belly is too big, it's too hard for her to stand up." Xiao Jin was still a child and thought Qin Xiaoyu was really talking about Zhou Yue, so she explained.

“Their family is large, and they stick together like a tight-knit group, so you can’t say anything to them,” Zhou Xing’s mother deliberately teased Zhou Yue.

“Yes, our family is big. Look, we’ll be five people soon,” Zhou Yue said with a smile, rubbing her belly.

“Five people isn’t many. My family will soon have five people too, right, old man?” Commander Wang chimed in, smiling broadly at Tang Fengqin.

Tang Fengqin was too embarrassed to look up. She was a conservative girl who wouldn't break the taboo of not having a wedding, and Wang Lei respected her wishes, so it was too early to talk about pregnancy.

"Xiaoyue's belly is really big, I can tell it's twins! If she has two, her family will have the most." Her cousin-in-law quickly came to her daughter's rescue.

"That's because my sister is lucky; she had two children at once, which saved her so much trouble." Qin Xiaoyu felt warm inside looking at Zhou Yue's happy expression.

"If you want to save trouble, you should have two too." Zhou Yue blurted out again, making Qin Xiaoyu blush.

But everyone is looking at A Lei. What does that mean?

Qin Xiaoyu's face turned even redder.

“We plan to have more children,” A Lei said, and Qin Xiaoyu wanted to strangle him after hearing that.

"Since we're on the topic, I really want to ask. You're not young anymore, when are you going to hold the ceremony?" Commander Zhou seized the opportunity.

"Uncle, you should ask your daughter. You both know her personality, so there's no point in me saying anything." A Lei then gave a pitiful look.

"Don't think you can shirk responsibility with just one sentence. Her disagreement means you haven't done a good enough job." Commander Zhou's words were a stark statement: Pursue!

"I understand, Uncle. I will try my best." A Lei winked at Qin Xiaoyu, who almost choked on her own words.

The whole family watched with amusement, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

During the rectification period, Qin Xiaoyu stayed at the site from dawn till dusk, not because she didn't trust Captain Chen, but because the matter was of great importance.

I vaguely saw Director Feng's car pass by twice, so it seems she was also observing from the shadows. Hopefully, nothing else goes wrong.

What you fear most is what happens; it seems Director Feng has no intention of stopping his meddling.

My cousin's wife called in a fit of rage, saying that people from the city had come and shut down Hengchang, citing that it was selling expired and spoiled food.

Qin Xiaoyu knew without asking that the canned food that had been frozen bad last time had come out.

"I promise, all the frozen canned goods have been destroyed. I'm heartbroken and reluctant to part with them, but I have to listen to you, don't I?" Qin Xiaoyu believed her cousin-in-law's words.

"Some of them weren't frozen, were they moved to another warehouse?" Qin Xiaoyu wondered.

"It was moved to another warehouse. I couldn't bear to get rid of it, but I also didn't put it on the counter!"

"Could it be that the salesperson made a mistake when shipping the goods?" Qin Xiaoyu decided to check herself first.

"It's impossible that they only ordered one bottle, and it just happened to sell, and then this happened!" My cousin's wife was already convinced that someone had framed her.

Who is suffering from food poisoning?

"I haven't found that out yet."

"Sister-in-law, just remember this: no matter who asks what, just say this: insist that you didn't go to the counter." Qin Xiaoyu's instructions were very timely, and soon her cousin-in-law was taken away.

My cousin's wife was released quickly, but the seal on Hengchang could not be removed.

It's peak sales season now, and closing Hengchang for even a day would be a huge loss.

Qin Xiaoyu decided to start with the poisoned people. However, the situation was well-protected; they didn't even disclose which hospital they were staying in.

"I asked around, and the higher-ups said this matter will be thoroughly investigated and they're cracking down on it very hard," Qi Si said as he returned from his errand.

"Brother, you should check it out when you get back. Be careful, it seems Director Feng is going to shut up." Qin Xiaoyu sighed.

Director Feng's underhanded tactics are quite agonizing, like killing with a dull knife. They may not seem powerful, but each move takes a toll.

"What can't A Lei do?" Qi Si turned to A Lei.

“There is a way, a single note would solve it, and releasing him wouldn’t be a problem. But I don’t want to do that,” A Lei said, shaking his head.

"Why?" Qi Si asked anxiously.

“A Lei is right. If he helps find someone to settle this matter, it will be the same as confirming the truth. Hengchang will be stained and will never be able to recover. I’ve thought about it carefully. Even if there was something wrong with the canned goods that were transferred from the warehouse, it shouldn’t be enough to cause food poisoning. I suspect it’s a frame-up.”

"Let's analyze the origin of the canned goods first. Since they didn't end up on the shelves, they must have come directly from the warehouse. Ask the warehouse manager if there's anything suspicious."

As they were talking, the door suddenly opened, and the cousin and Tang Long walked in.

"My dad brought the surveillance footage from the warehouse," Tang Long said, heading to prepare the recording equipment.