In her past life, she was the daughter of a gangster. Putting aside everything else, her long legs alone were enough to easily outshine a group of beautiful girls.

Looking at her small frame and short legs, Jian Dan sighed.

Since transmigrating, I've been replenishing myself with all sorts of good things without restraint, and I've still only grown a little bit, sigh.

Even though that was the reality, she still struggled a bit.

"I'm still young, I can still grow."

Director Cheng was clearly taken aback by her shamelessness and immediately burst into laughter.

"Yes, yes, you're still young, haha!"

When you swept your leg out, I didn't see you had any self-awareness at all. You were so dashing, people would believe you were a professional. But there's no need to say that in public.

After declining the village chief's invitation to stay for a meal, Director Cheng waved goodbye and left with a rather pleasant expression on his face.

Watching the car disappear into the village, leaving a cloud of dust in its wake, Liu Weimin finally felt relieved. All his strength seemed to dissipate, and he collapsed into a chair inside the house, not even bothering to warm the stove.

"Oh my god, that scared me to death."

Simple and immediately made me happy.

"Uncle, we all have one nose and two eyes, what are you afraid of?"

The villagers who had been watching also went into the house, chatting amongst themselves. Most of them were curious about whether Jian Dan had really saved someone, and they asked all sorts of questions. Some people were also staring at the table full of things that Director Cheng had brought.

"Jian Zhiqing, you really saved his mother?"

"That must be true. Didn't they say they came specifically to thank Jian Zhiqing?"

"Isn't it just my curiosity?"

"Is Jian Zhiqing the kind who carries a big knife and has a scar on her face?"

Simple,......

A broadsword? Do you think the eyes of the people are just for show? Going out with a broadsword?

"You sound like a highway robber,"

He made a fierce gesture to block the road, and said in a low voice,

"This road is mine, these trees are mine, if you want to pass, leave your toll."

His deliberately gruff voice and stern face startled everyone in the room for a moment, then they burst into laughter.

"If that's the case, I'd probably be stopped by a kind-hearted person as soon as I step out the door."

"Haha, you know what, it really does look like it!"

"Jian Zhiqing, what good things did I bring you?"

"Of course we can't skimp on it. Didn't we say it was a life-saving favor? He's a bureau chief, after all, so we can't be stingy."

Despite saying that, her eyes couldn't help but glance in that direction.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Liu Weimin and the others quickly tried to stop it.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If someone helps you, shouldn't you also thank them? Especially when it's a matter of life and death."

If that educated youth, Jian, had the ability, and she happened to be there, would she just stand by and do nothing? It wasn't for such a small thing.

Besides, they said it was just a token of gratitude, so why are you all so jealous?

"If you're so capable, go out and do some good deeds yourself. I'm happy to receive police officers as many times as you need to because of this."

The people who had just spoken looked a little embarrassed, slapping their mouths. They probably didn't have any bad intentions, but their mouths just couldn't keep their mouths shut.

Liu Aiguo glared at them, saying how many times he had told them and they still hadn't learned their lesson. They were proud to be praised and thanked by people, and they had no self-awareness at all.

Jian Dan also saw it. Most of the people's eyes were curious, and there was some envy, but no greed was visible yet, so she didn't feel particularly disgusted. She went over and opened the item herself.

She noticed it when it was brought over; it was a rather large cloth bag with sharp edges and a bulging interior.

I opened the bag, glanced at it briefly, and saw nothing particularly eye-catching. I took things out one by one. People are naturally curious about the unknown, and the more you don't know, the more you want to know.

But when everything is laid out in front of you, you'll realize, "Oh, this is it."

Attention will be reduced by at least half.

There was no malted milk powder as mentioned earlier. Instead, there were several hard metal cans. When I took them out, lo and behold, they were milk powder!

Jian Dan was a little confused. Shouldn't this be more precious than malted milk powder at this time? How come Director Cheng said it was inferior to malted milk powder?

The moment it was placed on the table, a collective gasp filled the air.

"Oh my god, what is this? This jar is so beautiful!"

Many villagers are illiterate, but some are literate.

"It looks like milk powder? Yes, it is milk powder. I saw it at the supply and marketing cooperative last time I went to the county town. This can..."

"Baby powder? I knew it. I've seen malted milk powder, and it's different from that."

"Our commune's supply and marketing cooperative doesn't even have this stuff; it's only sold in the county town."

"It must be expensive, right?"

"Oh, this is canned yellow peaches. What's that over there? Is that meat on it?"

"...That's canned meat..."

...

Everyone in the village saw it. Since this thing is simple and needs to be passed through a clear path, they didn't put it away. The small table was filled with it.

Two cans of milk powder, two cans of yellow peaches, two cans of meat, two boxes of biscuits, two kinds of pastries, two packets of sugar, and a packet of glutinous rice strips weighing about four or five pounds at the bottom.

There's another piece of cloth at the bottom; judging by its thickness, it's more than enough to make a simple outfit.

This gift is already quite substantial. Although it consists mostly of food, clearly intended to appease children, it is all practical and nothing is fancy.

There are pastures along the border, so there is a milk powder factory in the provincial capital. Although it is not very large, it is not a necessity. At that time, it was a special supply, specifically for leaders of various units and patients who urgently needed nutrition. Tickets were also very hard to come by.

Even if you manage to get a ticket, this can of milk powder costs eleven or twelve yuan. That means this can of milk powder is half a month's or more than half a month's wages for an ordinary worker. Even those who eat rationed food can't afford it, not to mention the villagers' eyes.

Add in other things, and you'll definitely have sixty or seventy yuan, which is already three months' wages for an average worker.

Someone at Director Cheng's level would have a higher salary, and it would probably take him about two months to earn that much.

In an average household, this might just seem like too much.

Because apart from milk powder, they can afford anything else if they grit their teeth.

But for rural people who don't see any money all year round, it's already shocking.

Putting aside everything else, the fact that all of these things require ration coupons is enough to scare away 99% of people. These people toil in the fields from dawn till dusk, and those coupons are almost exclusively issued by factories, so they can't even find the right door to get them.

In their entire village, they might not get a single ticket in a year, so they could only dream about it and never dare to even dream about it; they could only watch from the sidelines.