"Wait." Xiang Hongjun stretched out a weak hand and grasped at the air. "I think I can still be saved."

Xiang Nuan chuckled, and Mu Xia breathed a sigh of relief.

While jogging outside the brigade leader's compound, I happened to run into Xiang Beida's younger sister. In the post-apocalyptic world, she had once belonged to the national team and vowed to protect women and food.

He beat up Xiang Bei and saved Xiang Nuan. After learning that the captain had fallen ill, he went back and dragged Ruan Xianxian out of bed. This guy was in a terrible mood and threatened to feed the captain arsenic.

He pressed his broad palm against her forehead; she had a rather high fever.

Ruan Xianxian stopped Xiang Nuan from taking the oxytetracycline and opened the paper package she had brought. "Take Analgin instead. It has analgesic effects in addition to reducing fever."

Lying on the kang, she smiled weakly at Hongjun, unable to imagine how happy the man who married Ruan Zhiqing would be. She was so thoughtful!

She could tell he was in pain just by moving his injured leg.

With just that insight, she deserves to stand out from the crowd.

Xiang Nuan hurriedly took the white pills and fed them to the brigade leader. She then took a dime from the box, which Ruan Xianxian did not refuse.

The medicine was prepared before the flood relief efforts; she took one pill and still had the rest on her person.

He covered her with the blanket again, and as he looked at the red and swollen side of his daughter's face, a fierce glint flashed in Hongjun's eyes. The grown man couldn't bring himself to say anything sentimental.

He asked, "Did you call your second aunt?"

"I did call." Xiang Nuan nodded. "I called my second aunt's brigade in the name of an old classmate. I didn't ask what happened and just believed her when she told me to go out and avoid trouble."

My second aunt said her husband was going south soon, and she would go with him.

The captain was relieved after hearing this.

Ruan Xianxian raised her eyebrows slightly. Since that meeting this year, there haven't been any special changes in the North, but there have been some developments in the South, especially in Shenzhen.

If you want to achieve great things after the reforms, now is the perfect time to start preparing and systematically building your network of connections.

She suggested: "If you are going to the Lingnan area, you can bring some deer antler and ginseng. The local bigwigs like them and it will make things easier."

Write this down for the Red Army.

I can't say how many years old they are, but the local residents, like hunters and ginseng harvesters, have plenty of small ginseng; they can buy some if they want.

This shows that he is not the inflexible, hypocritical person Li Chunfen described, nor is he greedy or corrupt. Yet, he has become a target of attack.

The two women sat for a while, and after the Red Army seemed to be in better spirits, they got up to say goodbye.

He touched his daughter's swollen face with heartache, said nothing, but personally took Xiang Bei back to the Li family after the fever subsided.

He took advantage of Li Chunfen, who was smug and had gotten her way, to get a divorce.

After continuous mediation and persuasion by the staff, the divorce was successfully concluded with Li Chunfen nearly being beaten again, documents and teacups on her desk being smashed to the ground, and the staff collectively shutting up.

As she stepped out of the service hall, two police officers were already waiting at the entrance. Upon hearing that she had come to see Xiang Hongjun, Li Chunfen straightened up again and stood to the side, making sarcastic remarks.

"What's the matter?" Xiang Hongjun lifted his eyelids.

"Comrade Li Guangzong has accused you of multiple crimes, including intentional defamation and assault causing disability. Please come with us."

Xiang Hongjun suddenly sneered.

"Intentional slander? Should I sue him for maliciously disrupting a military marriage and have the two parties involved squat in a fence and be shot?"

The punishment for disrupting a military marriage isn't that severe. He deliberately told Li Chunfen, who was gloating beside him, and she was indeed frightened after hearing it.

"Comrade, comrade, we are just family members who had a quarrel. He fell down by himself and was talking nonsense because he was confused. I will explain it to him right away."

The two police officers looked at each other in bewilderment.

Escalating the issue to the point of violating military marriages and requiring a military court hearing is beyond their scope of duty.

"Alright, if Comrade Li withdraws the lawsuit and admits that the injury was caused by a private family matter, we will no longer pursue the matter."

Xiang Hongjun snorted coldly and left without looking back.

...

Three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Ruan is now eating and drinking at the educated youth settlement, claiming that the brigade leader's fever was inherited by her. The accountant cursed and left.

Xiang Hongjun completely retreated, and then, in a fit of rage, he destroyed half a wall and the kitchen of the Li family's house with a hoe. He received the compensation he wanted that very day and left laughing triumphantly.

Only the desperate cries of the old woman, who was about to die, echoed from the Li family home, along with Captain Li's gaze that looked at them like animals.

Xiang Hongjun pretended not to see it. The reason he didn't smash it that day was because Ruan Xianxian secretly told him that the Li family couldn't afford it and the brick house would most likely have to be mortgaged to the clan.

The damaged house directly affected his compensation payment. If he got the money and then smashed it again, the clan would have no way to complain and could only turn around and make things difficult for Li Laoba's family.

The marriage ended, Xiang Bei was sent away, and the money was taken and then smashed by the Li family.

He felt refreshed and invigorated after leaving Xinghua Village.

When I left, I heard that the ex-wife's family had borrowed money from everyone in the clan they could. The Li family, who were both paying money and worried that the news would damage the reputation of the girls in the clan, hated the Li family to the core.

So when Han Lizuo couldn't wait for Ruan Xianxian and came to the educated youth settlement, Fan Caicai was having a heart-to-heart talk with her.

"Your work ID is a responsibility assigned to you by the organization. What have you been using it for?"

The guy, head down and with a "I know I'm wrong, but I'll do it again" look on his face, muttered, "Show me! What else can my ID do besides prove my identity?"

Fan Caicai, who has a particularly sharp mind, thought about it carefully, "Probably? You don't need to pay for taking the bus."

The two then engaged in a heated discussion about what other uses the document might have.

Han Li clicked his tongue, "Still discussing why we don't pay for taking the bus? Little Zhang, sent by the sugar factory to guide our work, has arrived, and the surrounding communes are in an uproar. Please, ancestors."

Ruan Xianxian was completely bewildered as Han Li grabbed her by the back of her collar and led her out of the educated youth settlement.

A young man with dimples who smiled greeted them happily from outside the courtyard, "Sister Ruan, it's been a long time. How have you been lately?"

Upon seeing a familiar face, Xiao Zhang, who had once been in charge of receiving guests from the sugar factory at the exhibition, Ruan Xianxian smiled and asked, "Why did Lao Lu send you here?"

Zhang Qing was too embarrassed to say that the leader was afraid of sending someone he didn't know well to cause a fight, so he just said, "I just missed Sister Ruan and volunteered for the job."

He glanced at Han Li and said, "Minister, I'd like to speak with Comrade Ruan privately for a few minutes."

Han Li guessed what they were going to say, so he took the initiative to get on his bicycle and ride a little further away.

It takes fifteen minutes to cycle from the brigade to the commune. The dirt road is difficult to travel on, so Ruan Xianxian pushed out her own bicycle and called Xiao Zhang to get on.

"Get on, let's talk as we walk."

Zhang Qing sat in the back seat like a timid wife, not daring to move. After getting used to it, she took out her notebook.

"Sister Ruan, Section Chief Lu said he'll give you one cent for each lantern, the only requirement is that the quality must meet the standards."

Bamboo weaving is simple, but the trouble lies in the small animal felt. The price of one cent per piece is really not low in the countryside, and the sugar factory provides all the necessary materials.

Even if you're slow, you can still make three to five a day; if you're fast, ten a day is no problem.

The unspoken implication of this statement is: I'll give you one cent per piece, and I won't care how much you give to the commune.

Lu Dagang's meridians have been completely opened!