Song Ziqing smiled broadly when he saw Song Youjun.
Her nephew was three or four years older than her, but he still had to call her "little aunt." The original owner of this body always felt uncomfortable about this, feeling that these people were making her feel old.
She herself felt good about it. With her higher seniority, everyone in the village had to respect her and dared not bully or take advantage of her.
"Right Army, you're back. I won't let you go see my parents for me; I have to go myself and see for myself before I can feel at ease."
"And with your sense of direction, let alone Hainan Province, you probably wouldn't have been able to find your way from Wenchang to Haikou without your cousin with you!"
Song Ziqing had never known that there were people in the world who were directionally challenged.
However, Song Youjun is such a person, and an extremely serious one at that. He is severely directionally challenged, and sending him out alone is like sending him on his way, with unimaginable consequences.
Moreover, she not only wanted to visit her parents, but also wanted to see if she could use the resources in the ring's space to help improve their living conditions.
After all, they lived in such a remote rural area. If their living conditions weren't improved, Song Ziqing worried that over time, the couple's health would deteriorate.
Song Ziqing genuinely hadn't expected that the Song couple would be sent to such a remote and chaotic place. She always felt that this was all Wang Dagang's deliberate scheme, and that he never intended for the couple to return to the city alive!
Wang Dagang had been plotting against the Song couple's fate since early morning!
The thought that someone had been plotting against the Song family infuriated Song Ziqing.
She was determined that once her life was stable, she would spend money to find someone to help her completely ruin Wang Dagang's good life.
She won't kill him, but she'll let him slowly die in despair!
This can be considered her revenge for her predecessor!
Seeing that the three of them were standing at the hotel entrance and it wasn't very convenient, Lin Chengyu suggested that they go upstairs, get some water, and tidy up.
Upon reaching the top floor, the three men surnamed Song were still chatting. Seeing that he couldn't join in, Lin Chengyu went back to his room, packed his luggage, and then returned to help Song Ziqing pack his luggage. In less than twenty minutes, he had packed all the suitcases of various sizes.
Yes, Lin Chengyu's luggage has also changed. When he was in Guangzhou, he bought two large suitcases at a department store and replaced the luggage he used in Shanghai.
As Song Ziqing's fiancé, he could accept losing face in front of strangers, but he could not accept losing face in front of the Song family's ancestral home.
So now the two of them have three suitcases: two for him, one for Song Ziqing, plus a large backpack for each of them.
Seeing that he was ready, Song Ziqing suggested to Song Zinan, "Cousin, let's go downstairs now. It's getting late. If we leave now, we won't get back to the village until noon."
Tractors are slower than cars, and it takes two or three hours to get from Haikou to Shengang Village. When the group of four returned to the village, the tractor took them directly to the village chief Song Jingtao's house.
After having a traditional Hainan farmhouse meal at the Song family's house, Song Youjun drove the tractor carrying the two men and their luggage back to Song Ziqing's old house.
This is a unique wooden house in Hainan. It doesn't have many rooms, with only three main rooms and three side rooms on each side. The two side rooms on the left are the kitchen, toilet, and storage room, while the three side rooms on the right are guest rooms.
The main house has three rooms with very high beams, and an attic has been built there, which can be used as a bedroom. The house doesn't look big, but it can accommodate quite a few people.
It has courtyards in the front and back, and the walls are all made of mud and pebbles, giving it an island feel, which is very interesting.
Song Ziqing walked into the master bedroom and carefully placed her suitcase against the wooden wall. Only then did she realize that the wood in the room was actually the legendary Hainan pear wood.
Next, she walked around the entire house and went to the other rooms. She discovered that the entire house was made of pear wood. Thinking about the price of Hainan pear wood later on, she felt that her family was really too rich and had too much heritage.
However, Hainan pear wood was not valuable in the 1960s, so after a moment of interest, she calmed down and started tidying up the room she was going to stay in.
Song Ziqing, Lin Chengyu, and Song Youjun cleaned the entire house in less than an hour.
Song Youjun glared at Song Ziqing with an annoyed look and said, "Our family cleaned your house several times a few days ago, and you're still not satisfied, making me work so hard! I don't care, I'm having dinner with you tonight. I saw meat in your suitcase, Ziqing. I haven't had pork in ages!"
For lunch today, they only ate chicken and seafood; pork can only be bought with pork coupons.
In rural areas, pork coupons were extremely rare.
So when he saw that Song Ziqing had come to the countryside with several pieces of smoked pork, he couldn't wait to eat it.
Song Ziqing readily agreed: "I'm not only inviting you to my house for dinner, but also your whole family. Please have your mother and sister come over to help me cook. I can't cook this much food by myself!"
By the way, our village shouldn't be short of rice, right? Could you bring me ten yuan's worth of rice later? I'll just buy rice from your store from now on.
With vegetables and meat in the backyard, plus rice, dinner is a very easy problem to solve.
In her previous life, Song Ziqing worked and traveled extensively, and her culinary skills were excellent. Because she had been to many places, she had learned about cuisines from all over China and even some from around the world. Although her skills weren't entirely authentic, her knowledge and experience were unmatched by most people.
In the evening, she not only cooked a Shanghai dish, but also Guangzhou and Sichuan dishes, which impressed everyone who came to eat.
Song Jingtao praised her, saying, "Xiao Qing, with your excellent cooking skills, you'll be fine even in the countryside!"
His wife, Wang Fang, also said with a kind expression, "You can still take on cooking jobs in various villages in the future. The income for cooking jobs in our rural areas is not low."
Song Ziqing smiled and nodded: "Uncle, Aunt, I'm not worried about not being able to live well in my hometown. We're all relatives, and I don't lack money. Even if I don't work in the fields anymore, I can use money or supplies from Shanghai to exchange for food with everyone."
Even if she went to the countryside, she didn't plan to actually work in the fields. There was no law or regulation that required educated youth to work in the countryside!
She lives in her old house in her hometown and has plenty of money, so why would she need to work in the fields like a real rural person?
Even Lin Chengyu agreed with Song Ziqing's idea. Neither of them lacked money, and the work points they earned in the fields were worthless. It would be better to just spend money to buy grain in the village.
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