A domineering country girl flirts with her son, and Commander Huo can't resist.

"Secretary Tian...we...we were wrong, we didn't mean it, please be merciful..."

"Carry my ass! I advise you to leave now, while it's still dark, you can still pick up a few more clumps of dung." Joan said with a hint of schadenfreude.

Before Fang Hui could say anything more, Mu Linjiang, who had been sitting still, stood up.

"It's our fault. We'll go collect the manure now. Secretary Tian, ​​could you give us five baskets and some tongs?"

"Clamps? What do you need clamps for picking up manure? In this weather, the manure is frozen solid. You can just pick it up with your hands." Tian Yongfu frowned.

"Go to the brigade and get the baskets yourselves. Don't break them, or your grain will be confiscated."

After saying that, Tian Yongfu looked at the villagers around him and waved his hand impatiently, "Go away, go away, there's nothing to see."

Everyone turned and headed home.

Before leaving, Qiao An smiled at the Mu family and said, "Work hard to improve and strive for progress as soon as possible."

She walked side by side with Tian Yongfu and handed him the cloth bag she had been carrying.

"Secretary Tian, ​​this is the pork I bought when I went to town to buy things for my home."

"I just saw Tiemin at the village entrance. He looks like he's lost a lot of weight. Please take this pork back with you and help your child get some nutrition."

Tian Yongfu looked into the cloth bag.

Good heavens, a whole piece of pork belly! Ever since that day when he ate the wild boar that Qiao An hunted, Tian Yongfu has been craving the taste of meat even in his dreams.

But this is a bit too irregular.

Then Qiao An continued, "Secretary Tian, ​​I heard that your cousin is some kind of director at the machine tool factory in town. I'm currently working as a helper at the police station and doing purchasing on the side. I'm wondering if I can get in touch with him so I can buy some new stuff from the machine tool factory in the future."

Upon hearing that the person needed his help, Tian Yongfu felt that accepting the pork belly wouldn't be a problem.

"So that's what it was about. My cousin Geng Qiusheng does work at the machine tool factory. He's the director of the logistics department, and he's in charge of all the purchasing."

"That would be wonderful. Next time you visit town, please take me to meet you."

"Okay, it's nothing." Tian Yongfu casually picked up the cloth bag.

There are so many supplies in Qiao An's space that one person can't consume them all. If she wanted to sell them off little by little on the black market, that would take forever.

After thinking about it for a long time, she decided to look for resources, especially large state-owned factories where workers earn more and are willing to spend money.

When she got home, Huo Chen and Huo Ning were waiting for her eagerly.

"Mom, what were you doing just now?" Huo Ning hugged Qiao An.

"Mom went to see a play. Wait here, I'll cook now."

Half an hour later, the three of them sat down at the table to eat.

The weather is bad today; the wind is howling outside, sounding like wolves howling.

The villagers all hid back in their houses, keeping their doors and windows tightly shut.

Meanwhile, members of the Mu family, each carrying a bamboo basket, were collecting manure on the road by the moonlight.

"How long are we going to live like this?" Fang Hui asked with a bitter face as she bent down to pick up a piece of dried horse manure.

"When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. We have to endure it now, until the policies loosen. As long as we have the chance to go back to Shenzhou, our Mu family will definitely turn things around."

The treasures hidden beneath the old house are enough for the Mu family to rise again; now all they have to do is wait and be patient.

"Mom, you and Mu Yu are just bored. We just arrived in Lianchi Village, why are you causing trouble? If it weren't for you two, we could at least be lying in bed and resting for a while now." Mu Zhifeng glared at Fang Hui and Mu Yu resentfully.

Mu Yu pursed her lips tightly, her eyes filled with resentment and hatred.

Fang Hui kept cursing and swearing, "That little bitch! How dare she disregard blood ties and kick me when I'm down! One day, I'll make her pay!"

"Even if we want to take revenge on Qiao An, we can't rush things. She's a member of the Mu family, that's for sure. If we can find a way to report her to the Youth Committee and contact Qiao An's adoptive parents, we might actually be able to convict her." It was Mu Zhiyuan who spoke.

"No, we can't do that now." Mu Linjiang straightened up and rubbed his lower back.

"We have no food or water right now. The only person we know in Lianchi Village is Qiao An. Have you ever thought that if she is convicted, we will be completely powerless?"

"What we need to do now is to appease her. She seems to be doing well. We can try to get some food and drinks from her. Once we've established ourselves, we can settle accounts with her one by one."

After finishing speaking, Mu Linjiang looked at Mu Yu and asked, "Xiao Yu, didn't Xu Feng, the deputy director of the Shenzhou Youth Committee, say that he had already called and instructed the secretary of Jinshui Commune to take good care of us?"

"If you have the chance, go to the commune and see if you can meet the commune secretary. Try to get in touch with him."

Mu Yu's face turned pale instantly.

"I...I understand."

The Mu family has been in Lianchi Village for half a month.

They haven't contacted Qiao An again for the past two weeks.

With Tian Yongfu's help, Qiao An successfully made contact with Geng Qiusheng, the director of the logistics department of the machine tool factory.

However, she did not buy anything from Geng Qiusheng.

The machine tool factory moved to Jinshui Town in the last two years, and now employs tens of thousands of workers.

There are two types of canteens: one is large-scale catering.

Another type is the small canteen, which is specifically for cadres to eat stir-fried dishes.

The requirements for ingredients in small canteens are therefore much higher.

However, Jinshui Town is just a town.

Geng Qiusheng couldn't find anything good at all.

Recently, the factory's managers have been harboring resentment for a while.

Although he eats in the small canteen every day, his diet is no different from that of an ordinary worker.

Qiao An's arrival solved a major problem for Geng Qiusheng.

Seeing her work certificate made me feel even more at ease.

So Qiao An sold all the rice, flour, cured meat, and cooking oil in her space to Geng Qiusheng.

That night, while the two children were asleep, Joan quietly began counting the money.

Hidden Fund: 1136.2 yuan.

Having money in hand means you have nothing to fear.

Aside from things constantly disappearing from her home, Qiao An feels that her life is quite enjoyable these days.

Ever since that day when a sausage went missing from our house, something seems to be missing almost every day.

Today it's a small piece of pork, tomorrow it's half a bottle of oil, and the day after tomorrow it's white sugar.

One night, when she was washing her face, she discovered that a piece of the soap had been cut off.

Qiao An counted the things that were missing from the house, and it seemed to be about right.

That morning, before going to work, she deliberately placed five yuan next to the cutting board and weighed it down with an oil bottle, so that it could be seen if you looked closely.

Then he took down the meat and sausages hanging from the roof beam and casually tossed a piece of meat the size of a palm onto the ground next to the stove.

She instructed Huo Chen and Huo Ning that they absolutely must not touch the five yuan.

They were also told that if anyone came to visit today, they should lead them to the kitchen and let them see the money and meat.

Huo Chen's eyes darted around; he seemed to understand what Qiao An was going to do. "I know, you can go to work without worry."

Joan rode her tricycle out of the house.

On the way, they ran into the Mu family members who were on their way to work.

They were emaciated and hadn't bathed for over half a month. The mud on their bodies had cracked into fish-scale patterns, and they now looked almost like beggars.

The group of men trudged toward the river, carrying iron shovels with faltering steps.

Seeing the resentful looks in the Mu family's eyes, Qiao An slammed on her tricycle, leaving them covered in dust.

Qiao An arrived at the police station humming a little tune.

Recently, she has been sharing some of her groceries with Qin Feng, so the two have been getting along quite well lately.

However, Joan didn't know that this balance would soon be broken.

There hasn't been much work at the police station these days.

There were more people eating lunch.

Although Qin Feng's cooking was perfunctory and unpalatable, at least Qiao An's off-season and fresh vegetables made up for it.

Everyone was able to eat it.

While washing the dishes, Qiao An calculated the time.

Huo Jiyun should be able to receive her letter. Hopefully, this letter will give their strange relationship a good start.

Qiao An began to look forward to seeing how Huo Jiyun would reply to her.