Secretary Song, along with 28 drivers, rushed into the cave and threw themselves into the pile of grain seed sacks, laughing hysterically.
They were all like nouveau riche, clutching bags of grain seeds and grinning foolishly.
Seeing that they had overlooked the mechanical means to open the stone door and the mechanical transport belt, Zheng Ya felt that his design had been wasted, but he was still happy and said, "Alright, which driver can reverse the truck? I'll control the mechanical man to help load it."
"Ah, right, right, Master Wang, don't get too excited, hurry up and unload the grain seeds." Secretary Song said with a big smile, his mouth practically splitting open.
Reluctantly, Mr. Wang loosened his grip on the bag of grain seeds, turning back every few steps as he walked out of the cave and reversed his vehicle.
The others also came to their senses and went inside the cave to inspect the storage of the grain seeds. The more they looked, the more shocked they became: "My God, so many grain seeds, filling the entire cave! There's just too much!"
"Yes, there are too many grain varieties. It's probably more than the thousand tons of grain varieties that Comrade Zhengya mentioned. I estimate it's several thousand tons!"
This is a timely help!
"Next year, the people of our country will no longer have to worry about having enough to eat, haha!" Secretary Song walked around the grain pile in the cave, roughly estimated the amount of grain, and happily shed tears.
The others weren't much better off; when they emerged from the cave, everyone was covered in tears of joy!
Master Wang then complained: "You guys were crying while looking at the grain seeds, but it exhausted me!"
I've sweated buckets, more than you guys have been, you owe me compensation!"
"Haha, Brother Wang, shall we treat you to some 'Jueweiba' (a type of Chinese liquor) when we get back to the office?" Xiao Liu joked, and everyone burst into laughter: "Hahaha!"
Seeing that the convoy was full of grain seeds, Secretary Song approached Zheng Ya with concern and said, "We have sent twelve large trucks this time, with twenty-eight people accompanying us."
"Twelve drivers will suffice for the return trip; let's leave ten people behind to protect the grain seeds."
"Ha, are you planning to make the driver drive while fatigued?" Zheng Ya replied with amusement.
Master Wang interjected, "Comrade Zhengya, we are all experienced drivers. We know the way back well and there won't be any problems driving. Protecting the grain seeds is the most important thing."
"Yes, these grain seeds can't be ruined by wild animals!" The drivers chimed in, believing that leaving people behind to protect the grain seeds was more important than anything else.
Secretary Song wanted to add something, but Zheng Ya spoke up first: "You all overlooked the fact that I set up traps in this blessed land and granary."
With guards protecting the seeds and grain in the fields, not even a mouse or a bird could steal a single grain.
You can drive back home with peace of mind!
"Ah, I'm sorry, we seem to have overlooked something. I really didn't expect you to turn this blessed land into a base for mechanical robots. Impressive!" Secretary Song then followed him to try controlling the mechanical robots to work, and was so surprised that she didn't know how to accept reality.
The workers carried the grain seeds as if they were nothing.
With the help of a conveyor belt, the bags of grain seeds are transported into the carriage and stacked neatly, in a smooth and efficient manner.
And the guards, upon hearing the news, banged gongs and sounded the alarm.
This is far superior to Zhuge Liang's wooden ox and flowing horse.
The twenty-eight people were impressed, but still felt uneasy and began their return journey.
At this time, martial law was imposed in and around the capital.
Old Yuan followed Wu Wei into the enemy's hideout and said, "Be careful, there might be landmines on the steps. Huh?"
"What's wrong?" Wu Wei was startled and squatted down, took out the scissors from her pocket, cut the tripwire of the landmine, and led the police team down to the basement.
The police force was shocked; was this the eighth enemy spy hideout?
The enemy's spy hideouts that the military and police couldn't track down were easily found by Lao Yuan, who saw them as nothing at all.
Incredible.
Old Yuan discovered that a number of antique yellow croakers were missing from the enemy's hideout, suspecting that some enemy agents had escaped and that Zheng Ya was the one who had stolen them.
This angered Lao Yuan, who said, "There are still enemy agents left."
"You've done a great job. Trying to wipe out all the enemy agents in one fell swoop is unrealistic."
"With your successive elimination of eight secret hideouts established by enemy agents inside and outside the capital, you have essentially severed the enemy agents' connection with the outside world. What more could you possibly want?" Wu Wei's words were ambiguous, implying that she was still rejecting him as her father and unwilling to live in seclusion with him.
That hit Old Yuan right where it hurt, and he said with a wry smile, "Girl, you should know that those organization leaders all ran away after they failed to outmaneuver me."
My martial arts grandmaster level strength is beyond what they can face.
They left only unofficial staff to gather information about our family, hoping to set a trap and frame us.
And their target is you and your mother, you know that…”
"Do you want to take us, mother and daughter, away so that they'll hesitate to act, and by the time they've waited another twenty years, it will be too late, and you can subdue them without a fight?"
Haha, you're being too simplistic.
"Have you thought about their schemes against the Zheng family?" Wu Wei guessed his thoughts, his underlying logic.
If you can avoid danger, you won't risk getting involved in all the troubles of the world.
If it weren't for Lao Yuan's determination to take her and Tian Juan into seclusion, he probably wouldn't have paid any attention to the rampant activities of enemy agents who were harming the people.
It's not that Lao Yuan is cold-blooded and ruthless, but Lao Yuan's interference in the duties of the military and police will eventually get him involved in trouble. This is not something that Lao Yuan, a recluse, can handle without being familiar with human relationships.
To describe it in one or two words: troublesome.
Old Yuan was very annoyed, and with a bitter face, he said, "Girl, Zheng Ya is no ordinary person!"
"His strength is a hundred times greater than yours..."
"Don't try to provoke me with him. I have my own principles and bottom line."
Therefore, I advise you not to waste your time on me!
"If you really want to take my birth mother away, I'll be grateful to you for the rest of my life, thank you!" Wu Wei could still accept him as her father.
The only thing he couldn't accept was the existence of his birth mother, Tian Juan.
She felt that the best way was to avoid seeing each other altogether, for the rest of her life.
Although she was also a woman, she understood that Tian Juan loved Lao Yuan deeply, which was why she was so infatuated with him that she made a mess of her relationship with her daughter. However, the missed family affection was ultimately misplaced.
Misplaced trust leaves scars, a heart-wrenching pain that no one wants to easily touch, for it brings no peace!
Moreover, with a perfect adoptive mother, Fu Qingyao, as a comparison, Wu Wei simply couldn't face her birth mother, Tian Juan, no matter what.
Therefore, when Wu Wei spoke her mind to Lao Yuan, Lao Yuan did not blame her for being unfilial. On the contrary, he was filled with guilt: "Girl, but if you keep your body, you won't live past thirty."
"I'm content. You've already made me proud through your actions, accomplishing a task and achieving glory that I might never have been able to accomplish in my entire life. I'm truly content, Dad!" Wu Wei said, tears welling in her eyes, acknowledging her father.
But if she had to choose between her biological mother, Tian Juan, and her adoptive mother, Fu Qingyao, she would rather choose to live with her adoptive mother.
Moreover, there is a half-sister, Zheng Qingya, who is of the Zheng family bloodline. She cannot follow Lao Yuan into seclusion and needs Wu Wei to take care of her.
Old Yuan was both relieved and guilty, and his eyes welled up with tears. He lost control of his emotions and didn't know what to say!
Just as the father and daughter were wreaking havoc, clearing out enemy spy hideouts and accumulating merit and income, Zheng Ya followed the convoy back to Beijing. On his way home alone, he was met with a large influx of Zhengde points. This was...
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