Abandoned the Immortal Cultivator, returned to his hometown to farm and sing

Chapter 1345, page 1332: Many Familiar Faces
Chiang Kai-shek vehemently denied that he was afraid of his father-in-law.

He stubbornly insists that there aren't enough people, but he's just responsible and willing to contribute, which is why he works late into the night.

The young police officer on duty with him chimed in.

"Our Captain Jiang is pretty tough at home; his wife might not be afraid of him. After all, he can't beat her..."

These scoundrels are making fun of their boss to his face. Don't they want to work here anymore?
He was kicked by Chiang Kai-shek on the spot.

"Captain Jiang, Captain Jiang, you're on duty, wearing your uniform, stop fooling around." The young policeman darted off in a flash.

They ran behind Luo Yihang and Qiangwa to hide.

He's quite clever. Old Jiang is also in uniform, and Luo Yihang and the others are just ordinary people, so they can't take action.

Even moving your feet is not allowed.

Old Jiang glared at the young policeman, then turned to Qiangwa and instructed, "Four people at each of the two street corners, and eight inside. Bring two pots of food later, and I'll pay you."

Qiangwa immediately started cursing, "Get lost! Your kid says that every day, but when have you ever given me anything?"

He snorted coldly and turned to leave.

Chiang Kai-shek wasn't angry. He simply called out, "Don't forget to come."

Qiangwa shook his finger to indicate that he understood.

She's incredibly aloof.

The young policeman took two steps after him, "Brother Qiang, add more pig liver."

Qiangwa wasn't aloof this time. He turned around and smiled, "I know, you love pig liver, I remember."

The young policeman ran back satisfied, not caring whether he would be scolded today or have extra training tomorrow; he had just had his fill of satisfaction.

Luo Yihang still didn't understand what it was, why it contained pig liver, and why it was served in a pot?

Enter North Street.

Wow, why are there so many people?

It feels like everyone from Tianhan has come here.

Don't you sleep at night?
Tianhan doesn't have a nightlife.

What are you all here for?
For these stalls?

Two large rows of stalls were set up on the pedestrian walkways on both sides of Beida Street.

Inside the shed were long tables and cutting boards, and a stove was burning with a pot on it, bubbling and steaming.

In the middle of the street, there were folding tables and red plastic stools.

At first glance, I thought I was in Guangdong.

Who brought GD's stool here?

All the tables were full of people, but no one had ordered any food; the tables were empty.

They were all just scrolling through their phones and chatting, without even a pot of tea. The table was covered with mineral water bottles and their own thermos cups.

What kind of custom is this?
You've only been gone for a little over a month, how come you can't understand it anymore?
"Is this all for late-night snacks? What do you eat here? Why isn't there a sign?" Luo Yihang asked, pointing to the stalls on both sides and the crowd in the middle.

"The signboard is still being made, it'll be ready in a few days. It'll be a lively place for late-night snacks." Qiangwa still didn't specify what it was.

This kid's gone astray too, he's learned to keep things a secret.

When asked, Qiangwa wouldn't say, and neither would the others. They've all gone astray.

I don’t know who I learned this from.

"Which one should we choose?" Luo Yihang asked again.

Qiangwa gestured around, "They're all the same, any one will do."

"It depends on which restaurant has seats," Su Jing replied, taking the lead and sprinting forward.

Yes, there are too many people, and not many empty tables.

We continued until we reached the middle section of Beida Street, almost at Jiweilou Restaurant.

The crowd thinned out, and a group of people quickly grabbed a table.

I sat around for a while, scrolling through my phone.

……

Out scrolling through your phone in the middle of the night?
It's all so boring.

Su Jing said she wasn't bored at all, and she joined Sui Yong in laughing, "Hey, look at this kid, he can ride a horse at three years old, so handsome, and he's even sucking on a lollipop. Our little Xingxing can be this handsome too."

"The dough bun isn't big enough yet, you can't ride it," Suiwa said, ruining the mood.

"What do you mean by 'dead dough bun'? It's called Xingchen (Starry Sky), and you named it that."

"I'm talking about the one who can't run but can only jump, and who's always imitating a deer's call."

"I was referring to the one about imitating a deer's call..."

This couple, a man and a woman, gossip about people behind their backs... about foals, and when they get excited, they laugh heartily together.

Alas, that dead dough bun, that little foal, has been corrupted by the little white deer Xiwa. It no longer sees itself as a horse, but only as a deer.

The offspring of a champion horse, its mother was like a white moonlight in the night breeze, she was a complete failure.

If you don't like running and only like jumping, when you grow up, you'll only be able to learn dressage and dance.

She's watching a video of the Naadam festival. The toddler horse race, which just started today, produced a big star – a little girl with a lollipop in her mouth.

Suiwa is at a crucial moment; she needs a promotion and is busy with her professional title exam.

Otherwise, they would have taken it to the Naadam Festival this year.

Even a little star can become a celebrity.

His godfather, Mansour, will definitely take him around showing off all over the world; it would be hard for him not to become a star.

Mansour's father, his elder brother, his sister-in-law, and several mothers were all there, along with a whole bunch of royal representatives.

Take him to greet all the grandfathers, grandmothers, uncles, and aunts.

Little Star is sweet-talking and sensible.

The gifts we received upon meeting were enough to fill a sea.

Large gemstones and bracelets, gold and silver—enough to adorn one's entire body.

Suiwa had no idea what he had missed out on in his pursuit of the title of attending physician...
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Luo Yihang scrolled through his phone for a while, but it was really boring.

These stalls are strange; when customers come in, they don't greet them or have anyone come to let them order.

Just wait.

The stall owner, wearing an apron, was also waiting at the door.

I don't know what they're waiting for.

Out of sheer boredom, Luo Yihang looked around... Holy crap!
I saw a man and a woman, one of whom was an acquaintance.

Luo Yihang quickly walked over and called out, "Old Qi, what are you doing here?"

At the sound of the shout, an old man at the next table turned around and asked, "Who called me?"

awkward.

The person being called, Qi Ruomu, looked up and saw that it was Luo Yihang. He introduced, "This is my dad. Usually, he is Old Qi, and I am Little Qi... Dad, this is Luo Yihang."

"Oh, Xiao Luo, hello, hello." The old man was quite enthusiastic, standing up and extending his hand.

Luo Yihang took two quick steps, clasped his hands, and said, "Hello, Uncle Qi..."

Luo Yihang was stunned as soon as he uttered the polite words.

What the hell!

There were also acquaintances there, people I knew very well.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing here?"

Mr. and Mrs. Luo were at the same table as Lao Qi, along with an elderly lady.

I didn't see it because the table was blocking my view.

Mr. Luo looked at his son with a smile, "Your mother, Lao Qi, and your Aunt Qi are together all day long. Come and greet them, this is your Aunt Qi."

Luo Yihang quickly went over to call for someone, calling out, "Aunt Qi."

Aunt Qi was the one who received the cucumbers and tomatoes from Luo Yihang from Qi Ruomu, and the old couple ate noodles with gravy until they were so full they could hardly stand up straight. The kind-looking old lady smiled as soon as she saw Luo Yihang and readily agreed.

She turned around and pulled up Luo's mother, "Sister Zhang, is this your son? He's so handsome, unlike my brat, who's like a monkey and never home. Little Luo looks so filial."

Luo Yihang couldn't help but chuckle to himself, glancing at the "hairy monkey" as he turned his head.

Aunt Luo smiled, but still had to praise and criticize, "Hey, how can he be filial? He's never home. He'll be gone for months at a time, and when he comes back, he doesn't even say a word."

“It’s good that the child is busy. I saw it all. It was on the news. Your Xiao Luo was a special guest, riding a tall horse, just like a groom.”

Before Luo Yihang could speak, Aunt Qi spoke up for him.

"What kind of groom is he? He's a grown man, and he still hasn't gotten married. Year after year, who knows when he'll finally get married?" Aunt Luo continued to criticize.

"There's a special reason, isn't there? Your daughter-in-law has one project after another, and it never seems to end. I can't keep urging her, and she can't afford to be delayed..." Luo Yihang dragged a stool over and sat down next to his mother.

Let's change the subject. "It's not been a few months, it's only been a little over a month. Why didn't you say anything? You didn't answer my calls, but I sent you a message."

"Oh, I was working on SAP with your Aunt Qi and Little Qi's wife, so I didn't see you."

"No wonder you look so radiant today, are you still from that other place?"

"Yes, it's still Tanglu Residence. They said they've got a few new projects and they insisted we go there..."

Tangluju is a beauty salon owned by the family of one of the members of the rescue team that Qiangwa and Luo Minghai were in, and it is considered top-notch in Tianhan.

Qiangwa gave Luo's mother a few coupons, and Luo's mother fell in love with the place after just one visit. She immediately got a membership card and started going there all the time.

I chatted with Aunt Luo for a few minutes.

Turning to Luo's father, she asked, "Dad, why didn't you see my message?"

Luo's father waved his hand, "I didn't see it, I've been busy for Uncle Qi for several days."

"What are you busy with?" Luo Yihang asked.

"We're thinking of getting a boat," Luo's father replied casually.

"What the heck?" Luo Yihang asked, puzzled. "What kind of boat? What's it for?"

"Get a wooden boat, a covered boat, anything will do, something that can be towed by a car, and go fishing on the lake. Put a camping stove on the boat, bring pots and pans, and eat the fish you catch right away, that would be wonderful."

The two old men were getting more and more creative with their activities; squatting by the riverbank wasn't enough for them, they were even planning to go into the water.
"Which lake?" Luo Yihang asked again.

"Nansha Lake, Hongsi Lake, Longchi Lake, Tanghe Reservoir, Laozhuang Reservoir, which one can't we go to..."

Alright, anyway, there are plenty of lakes and reservoirs, hundreds of them of all sizes, so there's no shortage of space.

Luo Yihang noted this down and planned to arrange an assistant for his father.

Must be able to drive, cook, and provide first aid; must be able to fight; and not just three or five ordinary people can get close to them.

They also need to be good swimmers so they can pull people out of the water if they fall in.

A generous reward will surely attract brave men, so let Luo's father use his own savings to pay salaries.

He owns 1% of Qingyin Agriculture's shares, and the annual dividends are quite substantial; he's very wealthy.
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After only a few words, Luo Yihang was kicked out.

They said he kept asking random questions and interrupting, which was really annoying.

Young people, go have fun on your own.

Well, I got rejected.

Luo Yihang turned to look for Qi Ruomu.

"Hey Monkey King..."

"Get lost!" Qi Ruomu also said disdainfully.

He turned and introduced, "Come, meet your sister-in-law, Monkey."

This guy is still the same obnoxious and sleazy person he always was.

I was delighted to receive a disdainful look.

Luo Yihang greeted her with a smile, "Hello, sister-in-law, I'm Luo Yihang."

"Le Sirui. I often hear Qi Ruomu mention you." Sister-in-law Qi smiled and introduced herself.

Then, there is no more.

Sister-in-law Qi is a shy person who doesn't like to talk. We weren't familiar with each other when we first met.

I don't know what made her fall for Qi Ruomu, that nagging, gossipy guy.

After exchanging greetings, Luo Yihang picked up where they left off and asked Qi Ruomu, "What brings you to Tianhan?"

Qi Ruomu replied, "Hey, how did you know I'm going to be selected as an Outstanding Young Scientist?"

...Was it all so sudden?

Are people no longer following procedures when showing off?

Are you going to force a compliment?

Luo Yihang, however, did not agree with him, saying, "I asked you why you came to Tianhan."

"Because I'm aiming for the Outstanding Young Scientists Award. Things are almost done in Hainan, so I need to work on my thesis and produce results. I also want to see my wife, kids, parents, and other relatives, so I had to come to Tianhan. And you know what? The two old men chose a really great place. It's beautiful with everything. We set up a table under the parasol, put the computer down, and brewed some tea. The efficiency is off the charts. My thesis for the Outstanding Young Scientists Award is progressing incredibly fast. This time, I'm practically guaranteed to get the award. Have you ever seen an Outstanding Young Scientist at 34?"

Qi Ruomu's mouth is so gossipy, his purpose is so obvious.

How many outstanding young talents are crammed into one sentence?

The term "Outstanding Young Scientist" is short for recipient of the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars. It is an important title for high-level scientific and technological talents and a key benchmark for measuring the growth and academic level of scientific and technological talents.

Receiving the title of Outstanding Young Scientist is already considered a high-ranking position in academia.

At the academic level, there are newcomers such as lecturers, assistant researchers, PhDs, and postdoctoral fellows.

The middle level includes associate professors, professors, members of the Thousand Talents Program and Ten Thousand Talents Program, and researchers in scientific research institutions.

Qi Ruomu is now a researcher at the Academy of Agricultural Sciences.

The academic elite consists of recipients of the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars, Yangtze River Scholars, and academicians.

This demonstrates the high value of the Outstanding Young Scientists Award.

Although the selection criteria for Outstanding Young Scientists is under 45 years old, those who are selected are generally in their forties.

There are very few under forty, let alone thirty-four.

Qi Ruomu is indeed worthy of praise.

But Luo Yihang just wouldn't let him have his way.

Luo Yihang nodded affirmatively, "I've met her. I remember Wenying was selected as a National Outstanding Young Scientist at the age of thirty-three, and she was also included in the 'Ten Thousand Talents Program' for 'Outstanding Young Talents' under the age of thirty-five. Did you get into the Ten Thousand Talents Program? I don't quite remember. By the way, the list of candidates for academician should be announced next month, right? I think Wenying is a good candidate. Is a thirty-nine-year-old academician considered young or normal?"

Is he unaware?

He knows it very well.

This is so sarcastic.

Qi Ruomu rolled his eyes in frustration.

“How can we mortals compare to demons?”

"Fine, you say your senior sister is a demon? You're dead meat, I'm telling you!"

Luo Yihang finally caught him red-handed.

Qi Ruomu didn't take it to heart.

"Did you know my teacher was also elected as an academician this year? If everyone can be elected, he's 99% likely to be elected too; his hard-earned ability speaks for itself. I'm also an academician's student, and even his junior brother. Two academicians from the same family, elected in the same year—that's quite a story. When that happens, I'll be able to walk around with my head held high. Isn't that awesome?!"

He has a pretty good attitude.

Nonsense. A 34-year-old National Outstanding Youth Science Fund recipient is a prominent figure, a promising young talent. There are only a little over 5,000 such individuals across all universities and research institutions in the entire country.

The top of the pyramid is already incredibly powerful.

This is why he talks a lot of nonsense with Luo Yihang in private.

Outside, Qi Ruomu is also a respectable, kind, patient, and helpful technical expert, Teacher Qi.

It has received widespread praise.

Unfortunately, no matter how powerful he was, it was useless. Qi Ruomu pointed at Luo Yihang angrily, "I finally came back for a visit, and now I have to work as a long-term laborer for your family."

"What the heck?" Luo Yihang was confused again. "What did you do?"

This is really weird. Everything I've seen today is new and confusing...

(End of this chapter)