Yue Jiuyue ultimately did not touch the underground cement pipes.
She was on tenterhooks every day, but the magistrate didn't come for several days in a row. This was mental torture for Yue Jiuyue. She couldn't eat or sleep well, and her eye bags and dark circles became heavier. Her overall condition was very bad, and even her gray hair increased. This condition could only be changed when things settled down.
Lin Chaodong and Liu Shi were very worried, but they had tried to persuade and comfort Yue Jiuyue, but she just wouldn't let it go. They were helpless and could only pray in their hearts that the county magistrate wouldn't come.
Little did she know that the less the county magistrate came, the more anxious Yue Jiuyue became.
The county magistrate arrived in Linjiagou five days after the village chief issued the notice.
At that time, the village was in the midst of the autumn harvest. After harvesting millet, they would harvest rice. Yue Jiuyue's family also had to harvest sweet potatoes, while the other families in the village would harvest their sweet potatoes later.
What the county magistrate saw was this bustling scene of autumn harvest.
"Is this a sweet potato? Is it really edible?"
The county magistrate only brought his clerk along, and no one was alerted. The villagers thought it was some landlord who had nothing better to do than come out to watch the excitement.
“It’s edible! Jiaming’s family found this in a ravine over there. She was so hungry that she ate whatever she could find. I never thought it was actually edible. I still remember the smell!”
"Yes, in our village, Jiaming's family is the poorest. I didn't expect that his wife would be so lucky. She found this filling and delicious food, and she didn't hide it. Not only did her family plant it, but even her relatives planted it. Although it's a bit late and the harvest isn't very good, in the past six months, the sweet potato leaves alone have been enough to feed the whole family!"
“Jiaming’s family is good, and their children are all good too. We’ve been able to have a good year thanks to them. We must remember their kindness.”
"Sigh! Jiaming's family is just unlucky, otherwise..."
As the conversation went, it veered off-topic, moving from sweet potatoes to gossip about everyone's families.
The county magistrate raised an eyebrow upon hearing this. The ancestors of Linjiagou were far too busy! They were either delivering water or food to their descendants. If their ancestors could also manifest their power, he wouldn't still be a seventh-rank county magistrate.
However, that old rascal, the village chief, is really too dishonest. He doesn't believe that the old man didn't know about the sweet potatoes in Linjiagou, but he kept it a secret. He only mentioned the story of the ancestors of Linjiagou appearing to deliver water, but he kept the sweet potatoes a secret. If he hadn't happened to come here this time, wouldn't his achievements have been lost?
Although the county magistrate was furious that his elder had kept quiet about it, he didn't have time to be angry at the old man who wasn't around. Even the matter of "ancestral blessings bringing water" was unimportant. The most important thing was this sweet potato, which was a real achievement!
"Um, ma'am, which Jiaming family member are you referring to? I'd like to inquire about these sweet potatoes. Could you please tell me where she is?"
Who in the village has ever heard such refined language? Let alone a scholar, even the village chief hasn't passed the preliminary examination!
The woman being questioned was so excited and nervous that she couldn't even speak.
"Then, that, their home, over there, digging sweet potatoes, their home is over there."
After the woman finished speaking, her face turned red.
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