Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

After the excitement subsided, Chu Shijun waved goodbye again and got into the car.

The convoy did not return.

Instead, it continues to move forward in a certain direction.

This direction leads to the old district.

The central urban area of ​​Huayang District is built on a relatively flat area, close to several central villages.

Villages like Nanshan Village are located on the outskirts.

Although it is a village, the roads leading from the district are very well-maintained and wide.

Along both sides of the road, one can see vast stretches of farmland, with occasional large greenhouses.

"Secretary Chu, that greenhouse has been renovated. You made your first move in the development of Huayang there back then," Lin Yingcai said, pointing to a greenhouse.

Chu Shijun nodded slightly and asked with a smile, "Are we still focusing on mushrooms?"

"Now, mushrooms make up a portion, but bamboo products and textiles account for a larger proportion,"

Lin Yingcai introduced them one by one as if they were his own treasures.

"For these farmlands, as long as the area exceeds a certain size, the district will arrange small machinery to replant them uniformly, free of charge. Some small fields on the mountain don't have this option, but the locals are happy to do it themselves."

"Like Brother Lin Chao and Uncle Xingmin, their families share land, but instead of living in their city houses, they stay home every year and work with hoes, competing to see who can finish faster."

"Yes, this is what rural life is all about: a few acres of thin land, a small courtyard, and raising some chickens, ducks, and livestock. This is the sense of happiness that some people have in mind."

Chu Shijun sighed,

"This is something that has been ingrained in the bones of our Chinese people for five thousand years. Even I always think about making a small plot of land in the yard to grow some scallions, chives, or something, haha."

The more he thought about it, the more he wanted to do it.

When Liu Changsheng left, he left him a yard full of flowers and plants, which he had nowhere to tend to. He said that when he moved to a new place, he would definitely make sure to clear out a plot of land in the yard.

……

Because the road was good, the convoy moved very quickly.

Soon, we arrived at Nanshan Village, which is now a town.

Entering from the main road, you'll find yourself in a small city.

The convoy did not stop and continued driving forward.

The tall buildings on both sides have disappeared, replaced by small buildings of two or three stories, as well as some single-story courtyard houses.

Finally, we stopped in front of a courtyard.

At this time, several police officers and four men in black were already waiting in front of the courtyard.

Not far away, villagers were craning their necks to watch.

After Chu Shijun got out of the car, a policeman and a man in black quickly came up and one of them reported.

"Reporting to Secretary Chu, Secretary Lin, and Director Liu, all safety hazards have been identified and eliminated."

Chu Shijun didn't speak, but nodded and walked to the courtyard gate.

The open gate was vermilion and made of iron, and rust was visible on it after many years.

At this moment, some villagers not far away, the older ones, saw him and looked at each other in disbelief.

"Are you really back?"

They all received the news that Chu Shijun was going back to Huayang.

They thought they would only be looking around the city, but unexpectedly, they ended up back here.

In an instant, they disregarded the guards' wary gazes, let go of the children's hands, and rushed over, leaving only some half-grown children somewhat confused. Of course, their attention was immediately drawn to the guns in the police officers' hands.

"Mayor Chu!"

"Hi, it's Secretary Chu, you've got the wrong person!"

"Secretary Chu, you're back!"

"..."

Hearing the cheers, Chu Shijun turned around, looked at the villagers who were blocked outside by security guards, and strode over.

"Secretary Chu..."

The middle-aged man who had been following him closely quickly moved closer to him, his expression solemn.

"What's the panic?"

"Twenty years ago, I left here, and twenty years later I've returned."

"These are my people!"

Chu Shijun strode up to the crowd. "Comrades, disperse! This is an order!"

The police officers and the men in black turned to look at their superiors.

Although Chu Shijun is the most powerful person here, their working principle is to protect him; if something goes wrong, they cannot bear the consequences.

"Disperse."

The middle-aged man waved his hand helplessly, signaling the crowd to disperse. He then stood close to Chu Shijun, as did the police chief, who stood to his left.

The two men held one hand protectively while keeping the other inside their clothes, their sharp eyes scanning the area.

"Secretary Chu, you're still as kind as you were back then..."

A woman around sixty years old said excitedly,

"Yes, you look a lot more mature, but I recognized you at first glance..."

"..."

"Oh, hahaha, I haven't changed, and neither have the villagers."

Chu Shijun smiled with satisfaction.

"I remember you're from Comrade Xingmin's family?"

He looked at a woman who seemed somewhat familiar.

"Yes, Secretary Chu, I am the eldest daughter-in-law. My father-in-law is hoeing the field on the back hill."

The woman nodded excitedly, turned around and waved. A child about half her height ran over, "Quick, call him Grandpa Chu!"

"Chu..."

Looking at the two people beside Chu Shijun, the child was a little scared, and stammered but couldn't say anything, so he turned around and hugged his legs.

Enraged, the woman slapped him on the head, yelling, "You wretched child, you're so useless!"

"Hahaha"

"Is this your grandson? Don't blame him, he's just a child."

With a smile on his face, Chu Shijun stepped forward and patted the child's head, then swept his gaze across the crowd, meeting the expectant and puzzled eyes of the children.

The elderly are full of anticipation, while children or young people are mostly filled with doubt.

"Yingcai, make the arrangements. I'm treating the villagers to dinner tonight, and I'll pay for it from my royalties."

"Secretary, let our municipal and county committees cover it; how can we let you pay for it?"

Chu Shijun waved his hand, leaving no room for argument, and said, "Public matters are public matters, and private matters are private matters. It's settled then. Make the arrangements immediately."

"Let's do it here. I don't see many cars. We can set up tables in the yard and outside."

Then he said to everyone, "Fellow villagers, come and have dinner tonight, it's on me."

"Daughter-in-law of the Wang family, I would like to trouble you, the head chef, to find a few more chefs. I really want to drink your mushroom soup."

"Okay, okay, Secretary Chu, I'll find someone right away."

The woman said excitedly.

……

Then, everyone quickly began making arrangements, and Lin Yingcai made a phone call.

Then, the group walked around the courtyard and headed towards the back mountain.

Arriving at the foot of the mountain, Chu Shijun glanced at the mountain and began to walk up a mountain path.

The mountains are lush with vegetation, and the air is filled with the fresh scent of earth and grass.

After rounding a bend and emerging from the woods, a breathtaking view suddenly appeared, revealing a few scattered patches of hillside land meticulously maintained along the mountainside.

Two old men, one on the left and one on the right, were vigorously swinging their hoes.

However, the younger one on the right was clearly much faster.

"Old Wang, take a break and have some water."

At this moment, he stopped, intending to take a sip of water. Just as he turned around to get the water bottle, he saw Chu Shijun and the others.

"Brother Lin,"

Chu Shijun waved his hand.

The old man on the other side vaguely heard the sound, turned around and was stunned. The hoe in his hand fell to the ground.

"Brother Wang,"

He didn't come to his senses until Chu Shijun called him.

"Shijun, what brings you here?"

"Old Wang, this is the surprise I told you about."