One after another, hard, greenish-yellow mangoes were chopped into pieces with a cleaver. The pale yellow mango flesh was scattered all over the ground, covered with dust and dirt, and then thrown into the cesspool and disappeared.

Everyone held their breath, feeling both regret and heartache.

The older generation, who had survived the three-year famine, had a deep-seated respect for food. Seeing so many mangoes being destroyed, they couldn't help but wipe away their tears.

Tears seem to be contagious, and many people began to sob.

Yu Yao's gaze was firm, and she said in a resounding voice, "It hurts, it hurts, right? Remember this feeling."

"The food we make is for direct consumption. Food safety is our top priority, and we must never forget that, no matter when or where we are making food."

At this moment, Yu Yao's image became exceptionally tall, exuding an unparalleled aura, so unique and radiant.

Even those present, who had not experienced the bloody lessons of food safety that would follow in later generations, were moved by Yu Yao's determination to prioritize food safety.

In the days that followed, these people scattered all over the world, but as long as they continued to work in the food industry, food safety became their primary principle.

And the facts have proven that simply by practicing these four words in a down-to-earth manner, they have made a fortune and earned a good reputation.

Seeing so many high-quality mangoes being destroyed made Yu Yao feel sad.

Wasting food is torture for someone who loves good food. She doesn't want to do it, but she has to.

Before the problem with the mangoes in the mango grove is resolved, the future of this batch of mangoes is highly uncertain, and she cannot gamble with the future of the sideline group and the reputation of the military.

When it comes to food production, safety is the most important thing.

If someone knowingly turns a blind eye or even aids and abets wrongdoing in order to save costs, what's the difference between that and intentional homicide?

More than two thousand kilograms of mangoes were chopped up and thrown into the cesspool, leaving everyone feeling somewhat heavy-hearted.

To ease the tension, Yu Yao deliberately changed the subject, "I heard from Sister Meihua that you sing a mango tune when you're picking mangoes. I don't know how to sing it. Can anyone teach us? Our sideline group wants to learn too."

Mango Tune is a folk tune composed by the people of Clearwater Bay, which is a bit vulgar compared to traditional songs.

Li Yuanqing was surprised that Yu Yao and the others were interested, and said with a smile, "Advisor Yu, everyone in Qingshui Bay can sing Mango Tune, but the best singer is Li Xiaohong."

This was recognized by most people in Qingshui Bay. Some people felt that they sang quite well and raised their hands to recommend themselves, saying, "Advisor Yu, listen to me. I think I sing quite well too."

The man then sang a few lines as a demonstration, but he was completely off-key and sang off-key, which drew disdain from the people of Clearwater Bay.

The atmosphere at the scene became lively again, and the people of Qingshui Bay recommended Li Xiaohong to become a teacher.

Yu Yao looked at the shy girl in the crowd and said with a smile, "Xiao Hong, would you be willing to teach us?"

Li Xiaohong was flattered and nodded vigorously, "I'm willing."

The crowd pushed Li Xiaohong to the front. Li Xiaohong looked at everyone, then at Yu Yao, her legs trembling with nervousness. She tried to sing two lines.

Her singing voice was clear and bright, with a touch of playfulness and liveliness. Combined with the action of picking mangoes, she made the scene of picking mangoes interesting and vivid, which made everyone smile.

At first, Li Xiaohong's voice trembled a little, but with Yu Yao's encouraging gaze, she gradually relaxed and her singing became more and more touching.

Unbeknownst to them, they infected everyone present, and everyone started singing along.

The cheerful and lively mango tune echoed through the mountains and forests, and everyone wore smiles as they sang and picked mangoes with even more enthusiasm.

Lu Ze looked at Yu Yao, who was singing and picking mangoes in the crowd, and his eyes were filled with love.

Ah Yao sings so well!

Sunlight fell on Yu Yao's fair and delicate face, casting a thin halo around her.

Her smile was bright and infectious, making Lu Ze unable to help but curl the corners of his mouth.

The thought of leaving soon, and not knowing when they would meet again, made Lu Ze want to take one more look at Yu Yao and etch her smile deeply into his heart.

Seeing that everyone was getting back into the swing of things, Yu Yao told them to disperse.

While it was still early, those picking mangoes continued picking mangoes, and those peeling dried mangoes continued peeling dried mangoes.

After arranging everything, Yu Yao went over to meet up with Lu Ze.

"Lu Ze, shouldn't you be training in the army at this time? Why are you here?" Yu Yao asked in surprise.

Lu Ze noticed the dust on her cheeks from picking mangoes. "Your face is dusty. Come here, let me wipe it off for you."

Yu Yao leaned forward and obediently let him wipe her face.

Lu Ze lifted her chin with one hand and gently wiped the dust off her right cheek with the other. "I received a mission from my division commander and I have to go out immediately."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yao bit her lip. "Is there any danger?"

If it weren't dangerous and he wouldn't be gone for long, why would he be in such a hurry to come and say goodbye to her?

Lu Ze didn't answer directly, but instead reached out and rubbed her head with his big hand. "Don't worry, I've kept the peace charm you gave me safe and sound. I will definitely come back safely."

"How long will you be gone this time?" Yu Yao composed herself. Although she was very reluctant to part with Lu Ze, she didn't want him to worry.

Lu Ze said, "At least one month, at the latest... half a year."

Yu Yao was surprised; she hadn't expected the trip to take so long.

Time and task difficulty are directly proportional; this task is bound to be extraordinary.

Seeing her frown, Lu Ze reached out and smoothed her brows. "I will finish the mission as soon as possible and come back to see you and the baby. I'll be away from home for a while, so I'm afraid it will be hard on you, Yao."

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