After everything was packed up, Sheng Xiping and his wife each took their children and left the house, while Zhang Shuzhen led Sheng Xinhua and Sheng Xinyu all the way to the station.
"Mom, I need to settle Qinglan and her daughter in first, and then I'll go to the south. I'll leave Xinhua and Xinyu in your care for now."
When my dad comes back, you can talk to him and see if he can retire early.
"If it's feasible, we should retire sooner and move to Songjianghe together." Sheng Xiping said to his mother with some unease before getting into the car.
“Okay, I’ll ask your dad when he comes down the mountain.”
"I won't stop you from going out, but please be careful and don't try to be a hero if anything happens."
Zhang Shuzhen was worried about her son and couldn't help but give him a few words of advice.
Sheng Xiping then instructed his two sons to listen to their grandmother and grandfather, not to be naughty or cause trouble, and to go to school in Songjianghe when autumn came.
Sheng Xinhua and Sheng Xinyu both obediently agreed. Sheng Xinhua even said that he would ask his parents to take good care of his two younger sisters.
After spending these days together, the two boys have grown fond of their little sister and are somewhat reluctant to part with her.
However, boys are easygoing and don't take things to heart.
In addition, Zhou Qinglan has been coming and going for the past few years, and the children have gotten used to it and don't feel anything, so no one cried.
When it was time to depart, the motorcycle driver honked his horn, and Sheng Xiping had no choice but to get on the bus.
Zhang Shuzhen and her two children waved to the car and watched the motorcycle drive away.
On this side of the Songjiang River, Zhou Mingyuan specially arranged for people and vehicles to wait. As soon as the motorcycle arrived, everyone went up to move the things into the car.
They took the person to Sheng Xiping's house, helped carry them inside, and then said goodbye.
Sheng Xiping wanted to invite everyone to stay for dinner, but they politely declined. So, Sheng Xiping took out two packs of cigarettes and shared them with everyone as a token of his gratitude.
Aunt Li was overjoyed to see Zhou Qinglan and her daughter, especially since the two little ones were so adorable, and she couldn't bear to let go of them.
"The food is in the pot. It's getting late, let's eat first."
Xiping, didn't you say you were going to invite all the neighbors when you moved?
I went to buy groceries this morning. Check later to see if there's anything else we need and then buy some more.
This afternoon, let's cook two tables of food and invite the neighbors over to meet us. That would be a proper gesture.
Aunt Li got along very well with Sheng Xiping and his wife. She sincerely wanted to help Sheng Xiping and did everything she could to help.
"Oh, oh, Auntie, I'm so sorry to have troubled you." Sheng Xiping had only mentioned it casually yesterday, but he didn't expect the old lady to take it to heart.
"Hey, what's the big deal? Even if I don't come here, I still need to eat and drink at home, don't I?"
"Look at me now, I have enough to eat and a good place to live, and I have two lovely little kids by my side. Life couldn't be better!" Aunt Li smiled when she heard this.
The morning had been quite a hassle, with loading and moving the truck, and it was getting late. So, Aunt Li quickly ate a bite of the food she had prepared.
In the afternoon, Sheng Xiping went to buy some fish, meat, roast chicken, pork knuckle, and other things, preparing to treat guests that evening.
While the two children were sleeping, Zhou Qinglan went to Songlin High School to complete the necessary procedures.
Songlin High School is newly established, and there are not enough teachers to teach all the classes. Some teachers are teaching four or five classes at the same time, which is simply not enough.
If it weren't for Zhou Qinglan's special circumstances, she should have started working after graduating last year.
During the Spring Festival, Zhou Mingyuan specially invited several leaders from Songlin High School to dinner, so this matter was easy to handle.
The school has temporarily assigned Zhou Qinglan to teach biology to two first-year high school classes. The workload is light, unlike the pressure of core subjects.
Zhou Qinglan still has to take care of two children, so she can't be given a major subject or homeroom teacher right away; she has to adapt gradually.
Zhou Qinglan was very satisfied with the arrangement and rushed home after completing the relevant procedures.
Aunt Li was already preparing dinner. The two of them worked together to make eight dishes and a soup.
In the evening, Sheng Xiping invited Zhou Mingyuan and his wife, Zhao Guangning, and several leaders from the bureau, along with neighbors from all around, to gather together for a lively housewarming party.
After settling everything in Songjianghe, Sheng Xiping packed his bags and set off, intending to venture south.
This time, Sheng Xiping brought a lot of money with him, and also brought a slightly smaller one of the six-leaf shrubs that he had dug up with his father and brother that year.
Having lived a second life, Sheng Xiping wasn't so naive.
The reason why those famous people in the past were able to succeed was not just because they were in the right place at the right time; their strength behind the scenes was the most important factor.
In this day and age, no matter how insightful or capable you are, you can't get anything done without a powerful background.
Putting aside everything else, just the transportation quota alone can be a nightmare for a large number of people.
Compared to those people, Sheng Xiping's abilities are simply insignificant.
Things are manageable in Northeast China, with Chen Ruiqing around; he can solve most problems. But once outside Northeast China, everything depends on Sheng Xiping himself.
What does Sheng Xiping have? The two hundred thousand yuan he has seems like a lot in Songjianghe, a huge sum of money, but if he were to actually leave, that money might not be enough to do anything.
Besides, that was all his savings; he couldn't just use it all to bribe officials, could he? He still had to make a living.
Therefore, Sheng Xiping thought of those ginseng roots; sometimes, these things are much more useful than money.
After all, ginseng that is over a hundred years old is a rare and precious commodity.
Last autumn, a 150-year-old ginseng seedling weighing 5.7 taels was unearthed in Beigang Commune. It was eventually sent to the Jilin Hall of the Great Hall of the People in Beijing and was regarded as a national treasure.
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