In the afternoon, at Fukushi Railway Station.
As soon as Lin Ziyan and the others stepped out of the train station, they saw Xiao Jin and Yang Yanzhou waiting outside.
Lu Qiuying looked at Xiao Jin with a puzzled expression. It wasn't the weekend, so why wasn't he at work?
"Sister Qiuying, if you don't come back soon, your foreign trade department will be in complete chaos." Yang Yanzhou said with a smile, and then briefly recounted what had happened recently.
After Lu Qiuying was suspended from her post, the people sent by Rongkai Group did not recognize the new Minister of Foreign Affairs at all, and the port failed the inspection.
Other foreign-invested projects are proceeding in an orderly manner, but not smoothly, as the bosses keep finding excuses to delay starting work.
Several other projects have been brought to a standstill.
Mayor Jiang was so anxious that he developed blisters on his lips, but it was no use. Lu Qiuying had been suddenly suspended from her duties and left without time to hand over her responsibilities. The person who took over was a novice who only knew foreign languages and nothing else.
Xiao Jin: "Minister Hai came to Fuzhou today and specifically asked to see you."
Lu Qiuying nodded slightly with a calm expression, thinking to herself, "No wonder Xiao Jin is here at this time."
The Planning Department and the Foreign Investment Department have been working together almost all the time recently, and there is a lot of communication needed for projects.
…
By the time Lin Ziyan returned to Haibi Village, it was almost evening.
The dirt roads and paths in the village are almost entirely covered by trees, making them very shady.
At the entrance of the village, only a few old women sat under the banyan tree, chatting and fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans.
"Let Zhouzhou come to my house tomorrow, and we'll make mooncakes together." Lin Ziyan returned home and told them to use the things as the main room.
Yang Yanzhou: "Okay, I'll take him there in the morning."
Jiaojiao had already hugged Lu Yunshen's leg. After being lifted up, she whispered a few words in his ear.
Lin Ziyan glanced at them, shook her head, and chuckled.
Jiaojiao never lets Yang Yanzhou hug her, and even the fat girl's husband, Cao De, won't let her touch her hair.
She was not averse to Lu Yunshen, but she was the only one who did not reject him.
"Tsk, tsk, anyone who didn't know better would think she was your daughter!" Yang Yanzhou grimaced, feeling envious and jealous.
His son no longer wants to be held by him, saying he's grown up to be a little man.
"Brother-in-law, the wolfhound is very powerful!" Jiaojiao giggled, her long eyelashes fluttering as she struggled to get down.
Lu Yunshen's eyes softened, and he nodded.
Lin Ziyan then looked into the yard and saw a dog lying near the entrance, sunbathing.
Her eyes flickered as she remembered the cat she used to have.
“Jiaojiao, I'm the one who brought the wolfhound over. He only gives verbal instructions.” Yang Yanzhou rested his hands on his knees and looked at Jiaojiao.
Jiaojiao smiled and said, "Thank you, Uncle Yang."
Lu Yunshen pulled Yang Yanzhou away, muttering to himself, "Why bother arguing with a child?"
As soon as they left, the chubby girl walked into the Lin family's courtyard carrying a black bag.
The wolfhound glanced at her, then changed its position and continued sleeping.
Xiaoxiao walked into the courtyard with sweet potato leaves in her hand, and her eyes lit up instantly when she saw Lin Ziyan in the main room.
“Ayan,”
"elder sister."
The two shouted in unison.
A faint lemon scent wafted into the main room, mingled with the sweet aroma of grapes.
Lin Ziyan put the ingredients for making mooncakes into the cupboard.
When she passed through town earlier, she even made a special detour to pick up the mold.
Wash it now, and you can use it tomorrow.
The chubby girl looked at the things on the table, her face full of confusion.
Jiaojiao rested her chin on her hand, smacking her lips, and asked, "What is this? What is this?"
“Glutinous rice flour, rice flour, wheat starch, chestnuts…” Lin Ziyan counted.
She doesn't plan to make traditional Cantonese mooncakes; she wants to make simple snow skin mooncakes instead.
This way, you don't need to bake it; you can eat it directly after it's cooked.
Moreover, Grandma can also eat it; it's soft, glutinous, and not likely to cause internal heat.
"Ayan, what are you doing? Why did you buy so many kinds of powder?" The chubby girl glanced at the things on the table.
Do you also have boxed milk?
She had only seen it in movies, so she picked it up and examined it closely.
"Mooncakes! Sister wants to make mooncakes!" Jiaojiao clapped her hands and shouted.
Fat girl, "..."
moon cake?
Doesn't that need to be baked in an oven?
She ate two small pieces of the mooncakes her family bought; they were sweet and salty, which she didn't like.
She likes savory zongzi (sticky rice dumplings), but she only likes pure sweet mooncakes.
Therefore, her mother also said that she was picky about food.
"Come help me out tomorrow too. I'm making snow skin mooncakes. They'll be ready to eat as soon as they're done, and they'll be purely sweet." Lin Ziyan washed a few small apples and placed them on the table.
She bit into the small apple, and its sweet aroma instantly filled her mouth.
"Snow skin mooncakes? What kind?" The chubby girl looked at her expectantly when she heard about the purely sweet flavor.
Jiaojiao also followed her older sister's example and picked up a small apple to take a bite.
"No need to roast it." Lin Ziyan picked up an apple and handed it to Xiaoxiao, then pulled up a rattan chair and sat down next to her to pick sweet potato leaves.
The sunset painted half the sky, and orange light enveloped the rooftops.
A large truck drove into the village and headed straight for the shrimp paste factory.
At this time, only Aunt Chen and a few workshop foremen remained at the shrimp paste factory.
After the new port is put into use, all the goods in the port city can be transported by ship.
After they adjusted their delivery time, the factory workers no longer needed to work overtime.
As darkness gradually fell, the car headlights shone towards the factory gate.
Aunt Huang rode her bicycle in after the car, feeling uneasy.
She had intended to turn back home, but when she saw the familiar license plate, she followed the car.
This truck only comes once a month at the end of the month, but it's already here in the middle of the month, so something must have happened.
"Xiao Li, what brings you here at this hour?" Aunt Chen saw the car and hurried over.
"Aunt Chen, the last batch of goods was returned... because it didn't meet the standards." Xiao Li's clothes were soaked through, and he was so anxious that he could barely speak.
He was very anxious the whole way back from the port with the shrimp paste.
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