"...Come to think of it, I saw Qin Zhao and his husband from a distance when they left their hometown. Who would have thought that after more than a year, they'd become so different."
The two were originally talking behind Qin Zhao and Jing Li and didn't notice them. But Xiao Yuzai heard the familiar name and leaned over Qin Zhao's shoulder, "Huh?"
Qin Zhao and Jing Li looked at each other, walked aside calmly, and quietly moved away.
The little fish boy said in a baby voice, "Dad... they are talking about Dad."
"Yes, I'm talking about father." Qin Zhao replied.
"Why?"
The little boy looked up at his father, not knowing whether he was asking why he mentioned Qin Zhao or why Qin Zhao left silently.
Jing Li smiled and interrupted, "Because your father is very powerful."
The little fish blinked, still seeming to not understand.
Ah Qixun's carriage had arrived. The two of them didn't explain any more and got on the carriage with the fish cub in their arms.
The carriage wobbled along the mountain road, and Jing Li looked outside. It was almost noon, the time when many villagers who had come to the market in town were returning home.
There were many people on the road, but one could still see slight differences from the past.
Jing Li said, "There are many people holding books."
On the mountain road, many villagers were carrying books in their hands or in baskets. Looking further away, you could also see some people reading in the morning in open spaces in the mountains.
"I didn't expect your influence to be so profound." Jing Li said with some emotion.
Two years ago, when Qin Zhaohe, the village chief, wanted to open a private school, many villagers disagreed. Unexpectedly, now so many people are willing to study.
Qin Zhao said, "They just lack an example."
The people in these remote mountain villages are not against studying, but they have been making a living by farming for generations. They are used to this kind of life and few people are willing to make changes.
But as long as someone takes this step and succeeds, the people will see the benefits and will naturally follow suit without any persuasion.
Therefore, any town or city that has produced a number of successful candidates has a much better academic atmosphere than other areas, and produces more talented people than other places. Qin Zhao has witnessed this many times in the past.
After climbing over a hill, we arrived at the plain outside Linxi Village.
The scenery here has remained the same for decades, and even after more than a year, it has not changed at all. It is now the tail end of the autumn harvest, and the golden wheat straw that has been cut is piled on the edge of the field, and farmers are still working in the fields.
"It's a bumper year." Jing Li said.
A moment later, the carriage stopped outside Linxi Village.
There were many people working in the fields outside the village. When they saw an unfamiliar carriage coming, they all looked up.
"Is that... is that Qin Zhao?!"
"It's Qin Zhao, Master Qin Zhao is back!"
"Quickly inform the village chief!"
The reason Qin Zhao didn't write in advance was because he wanted to keep a low profile. The village chief had helped him a lot during his year in the capital, and he just wanted to keep a low profile this time, just to pay the village chief a visit and greet him without alerting too many people. Who knew...
The plan failed before even entering the village.
The news spread quickly, and soon people gathered at the village entrance.
The man walking in front had just returned from the fields. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked a little nervous. "Qin... Master Qin, why did you come back today without writing to tell us in advance? We'd go to town to pick you up!"
"There's no need to call me Dali, brother. Just keep it like before." Qin Zhao said.
The man in front of him was Li Dali, who had rented the land to Qin Zhao. However, after more than a year of separation, his skin had become several degrees darker, and Jing Li almost didn't recognize him.
"Hey, move aside, let me take a look." Someone squeezed forward and said with a smile, "Qin Zhao, I thought I didn't want to go back to the village after I became rich, but it seems you still have a conscience!"
"Uncle Lin, that's not right," Qin Zhao said. "I'll never forget how you took care of me back then."
In Linxi Village, besides the village chief, the person who helped Qin Zhao the most was Lin Lao Er. Back then, when Qin Zhao was ostracized in the village because he was an outsider, he was the only one willing to interact with Qin Zhao.
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