Transmigrated as the Lucky Treasure’s Villainous Older Cousin

In the Apocalypse, Ke Meiyu was a “canary” kept by the big shot Ying Yan.

She resented the big shot’s domineering, indifferent, and ruthless nature, yet yearned for the freedom of an or...

Chapter 130 There are always exceptions, right?

“I did ask my old friends for help,” he said, his expression slightly cold. “Most people will prioritize their own interests. The saying ‘when people leave, the tea cools’ is not just a simple phrase. It was perfectly demonstrated after our family was dragged into this mess.”

"Most of my old friends were just fair-weather friends, but some of them were reliable. I didn't want to put them in a difficult position, so I haven't contacted them."

"But now I've come to terms with it. I have the ability to take my family further and further away, so why can't I help my friends tomorrow?"

"Relationships between people are reciprocal; where can you find pure friendship?"

"On the contrary, the value of friendship is judged by whether or not someone can lend a helping hand when needed. In that case, mutual benefit is more reliable."

Ke Meiyu pursed her lips slightly, "Does it have to be mutual? Could it be that some people are exceptionally persistent, even if it's a one-sided sacrifice, they can't bear to let go?"

Qin Yuanjiu looked at her seriously, "Yes, even parents, if they don't get the corresponding satisfaction from their children, they will begin to feel disappointed, ignore, or even abandon them!"

"There have to be exceptions, right?" she asked, unwilling to give up.

"Impossible. The more persistent someone is, the more they have a craving for satisfaction hanging in front of them," he thought for a moment and still shook his head.

Ke Meiyu didn't quite understand, but the matter was long gone and spanned across time and space, so she didn't want to dwell on it anymore. She simply continued to adopt an ostrich mentality and deceive herself into putting these troublesome things behind her.

Today's learning has officially begun. As expected of Professor Zhao and Professor Xue, who are teachers to many big names, they were even poached by Kyoto Institute of Technology with many benefits.

Their classes are lively and interesting, interspersed with many of their own experiences and anecdotes about famous people, which broadens everyone's knowledge and enables them to apply what they have learned flexibly.

Even the academically challenged Yu and the Ke family elders, who had never attended a classroom, listened with great interest.

Seeing the Ke family's dedication and efforts in their daily lives as a way of expressing their gratitude, Mr. Zhao and Mr. Xue breathed a slight sigh of relief.

When did I start to put so much effort into teaching my students?

Students often come here because of his reputation; they are naturally intelligent and talented, and with his guidance, they will naturally achieve great success.

However, they said the wrong thing before, which angered Comrade Qin. Moreover, their health has been getting better day by day, and they look more than twenty or thirty years younger!

For this reason, they also have to do their best to support the Ke family, not only Ke Meiyu's generation, but also the two generations above and the next generation, including many people from the Ke and Tang families.

Both Mr. Zhao and Mr. Xue received a modern Western education from a young age, which focused on learning methods and cultivating interests, rather than the rote learning and boring exam-oriented education that has been prevalent in China for thousands of years.

This has set a good precedent for the Ke and Tang families!

The next day at noon, the entire Luofeng Village was in an uproar. Three large trucks were parked at the village entrance, and a young man dressed in a clean and tidy light blue work uniform jumped out of one of them.

"Excuse me, is Comrade Qin Yuanjiu here?"

The young man's son spoke Mandarin with a Beijing accent, which sounded particularly sophisticated and pleasant to the villagers.

They nodded blankly, then realized what was happening. One of the young men jumped up and ran while shouting, "I'll go get help right now!"

As he was speaking, he tripped over a stone and stumbled. Amidst the laughter of the crowd, he ran even faster and disappeared in a few moments.

"Comrades, you must be tired from your journey. Are you thirsty? Come to my house for a drink of water. It's just a short walk away..."

"My home is closer..."

"Comrade, are you hungry? Here, have a bite of this sesame seed cake," an old lady said, breaking off a large piece of the cake that her children and grandchildren had given her and offering it to her.

The young men were enthusiastically surrounded by the villagers.

The villagers were extremely curious about the things on the vehicle, almost to the point of being itching with curiosity. However, they were also very proud, and not one of them dared to ask any questions, waiting for Qin Yuanjiu to arrive.

Before long, Qin Yuanjiu led a large group of Ke family members over in a grand procession.

Seeing his handsome and upright appearance amidst the earthy landscape, the young men knew that the main character had arrived and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello, Comrade Qin, we are from the Kyoto Transport Team. We are here on a mission to deliver goods to you. Here is the cargo list, please take a look."

“If there are no problems, you can sign here and we can unload the goods. We’re in a hurry to go back and report,” the young man said with a smile, handing over a booklet. Then, he and two other young men opened the three truck beds to block the swarming, curious villagers.

The men of the Ke family quickly stepped forward to help, forming a human wall.

"Don't panic, everyone," the village chief also rushed over upon hearing the news. He learned from Qin Yuanjiu that the goods on the cart were traded for wild boar meat, and he was just as happy and excited as everyone else.

He directly selected a group of young and capable men, one group to maintain order and the other to wait on standby to unload the goods!

“Everyone will receive one. Let’s finish handing over the items to the comrades from Kyoto first. Once the items are moved to the village committee, no matter how late it is tonight, we’ll distribute them all, okay?”

Everyone laughed and responded, taking a few small steps back, still craning their necks to look.

Qin Yuanjiu, holding the list, didn't even use his hands for support, but simply flipped over and jumped onto the truck bed. He quickly checked the items and said, "No mistakes. Thank you for your hard work, comrades."

He jumped down and waved to Ke Yuanhua and Ke Yuanwan, "Could you two brothers take people to my house for a meal and a rest? After we unload the goods, we'll go to the state-run restaurant in town for a good meal!"

The comrades waved their hands repeatedly: "Comrade Qin, you are too kind. Our meals and accommodations are reimbursed by our work unit, so there is no need for you to spend money."

"We have to rush back to report on our work, so we're not even planning to stay at the guesthouse."

Qin Yuanjiu did not force her, and turned his head to say a few words to Ke's mother.

"Mom, please go and cook something simple. At this hour, they've probably just eaten a few bites of dry rations."

Mrs. Ke nodded repeatedly, and her two sisters-in-law followed her back.

"Uncle Qingxi, the goods can be unloaded now, but someone needs to register another form at the village committee so that they can be distributed to the villagers later."

Qin Yuanjiu whispered to the village chief, "One and a half truckloads are supplies for our village, and the other one and a half are for the commune. They are of the same value, but we get the best deal first, so the quantity seems larger."

"We'll divide it up later."

The village chief agreed, "Okay, Xiao Qin, whatever you say, we'll do. Everyone trusts you!"

Qin Yuanjiu smiled and whispered a few more words to him.

The village chief nodded in agreement, then turned around and shouted to everyone, "Fellow villagers, the supplies in this truck belong to everyone. Once they are all stored in the warehouse, we will register them and distribute them to you."

"However, let's get this straight up: for the sake of fairness and impartiality, we hope everyone can supervise each other and ensure that every piece of cloth is delivered to the village committee without missing a single piece."

"If anyone steals or takes something and is caught, their entire family will be disqualified from receiving any allocations!"