Traveling through the Great Northern Wilderness and marrying the most beautiful educated youth.

"Whoosh..." More than a dozen eyes turned over.

Then I saw Song Jiahui without any clothes on.

"Ah!!!" Song Jiahui screamed.

He grabbed the clothes and rushed out.

The workers looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Going out naked in this cold weather."

"Is she out of her mind?"

"I think so!" the workers murmured.

Su Qingyun sneered.

Do not live by sin.

Even if she's insane, she doesn't deserve a shred of sympathy.

After this little incident...

Su Xiaowen has arrived.

"Qingyun, come with me to town."

"Mayor Qiu wants to discuss with you the matter of planting soybeans next spring."

"We've contacted all the farmers, and they're just waiting for you," Su Xiaowen said excitedly.

"Oh?" This is great news! Su Qingyun's mood was ruined by Song Jiahui.

I was immediately invigorated.

Xiaheyan Town, the commune office.

The main entrance.

Someone shouted loudly at Su Xiaowen.

"Old Su, you son of a bitch, you've got a new bike!"

"Squeak..."

Su Xiaowen gripped the brake.

"Old Gao, you're such a blabbermouth."

"It's just a car."

Lao Gao is the village secretary of Gaojia Village and is an old acquaintance of Su Xiaowen.

Su Xiaowen spoke nonchalantly, but after getting out of the car, he slapped the frame twice, making a loud thud to demonstrate the sturdy steel structure.

This is the latest heavy-duty Forever bicycle that Su Qingyun bought for him.

As the head of the entire Su family, Su Qingyun certainly wouldn't treat him unfairly. He received a new car, four New Year's gifts, and a large red envelope of 500 yuan, which was more than Su Xiaowen's salary as secretary.

"You son of a bitch, you're getting cocky now!"

"Isn't it all thanks to Su Qingyun from your village?"

Seeing Su Xiaowen's smug look, Lao Gao felt incredibly jealous.

"What's wrong? Isn't Su Qingyun a member of our Su family?"

"Who told your family couldn't produce any good young men? Tch..."

Su Xiaowen's eyes were practically pointing skyward.

Despite his authoritative and dignified demeanor in the village, he is quite the chatterbox and joker among his peers who are also village secretaries.

In the past, Xiangyang Village was poor, and he often suffered from Lao Gao's bullying. Now, things have completely turned around.

Who wouldn't be envious of the people from Xiangyang Village?

Girls from all around want to marry into Xiangyang Village.

If a family has a farm worker, that's even more impressive—have you ever heard of a year-end bonus?

That's awesome!

Old Gao was so angry he gritted his teeth. If it weren't for his old bones, he would have really wrestled with Su Xiaowen. But seeing Su Xiaowen's arrogant attitude, he was helpless.

Who can blame them when a capable person comes from their family?

Old Gao's eyes suddenly darted around, and he saw Su Qingyun who was coming up behind him.

Su Qingyun was still riding the bicycle that Qin Chuyu's mother, Li Mei, had given him, and he was dressed rather casually.

However, Lao Gao's eyes lit up, and he rushed over in one big stride.

"You must be Su Qingyun!"

Old Gao grabbed Su Qingyun's bicycle handlebars.

"Uh, yes, that's me."

Su Qingyun was taken aback. He had some impression of Lao Gao and knew that he was the village secretary.

"Qingyun!"

"President Qiu talks about how good you are every day, and even wants our village to promote your soybeans."

"I immediately patted my chest and said I was a hundred percent supportive!"

"A capable young man like you should lead the development of the entire commune; you can't just think of your own family and neglect the greater good!"

Old Gao finally got his chance and grabbed the handlebars, refusing to let go.

His eyes turned red with anxiety when he saw the changes in Xiangyang Village.

But where can you find a talent like Su Xiaowen? You might not see one like him even once in a hundred years.

He also wanted the village to prosper, so he could only turn to Su Qingyun.

It can be said that all the village secretaries in the entire Xiaheyan Commune shared the same idea as him.

Old Gao was lucky; he ran into Su Qingyun and blocked the entrance.

Inside the compound, there were still more than a dozen village secretaries waiting with their eyes shining!

"Secretary Gao, it is my duty to help the villagers develop."

"Put my car away first, then we can talk."

Su Qingyun smiled bitterly.

This guy doesn't look like a village secretary at all; he looks more like a bandit.

"No way! The moment I let go, someone else snatched it away! You demand an explanation!"

Old Gao turned around and glared at Su Xiaowen.

"Old Su, say something to me!"

"We've known each other for decades, you can't side with outsiders!"

Despite the insults and arguments, Su Xiaowen and Lao Gao had a very deep friendship.

When it came down to it, he certainly couldn't ignore it.

"Ahem, Qingyun, the old master is quite good. If you can help, then do so..."

Su Xiaowen was put in a difficult position by Lao Gao and had no choice but to plead for leniency.

Deep down, he wasn't sure either. Su Qingyun wasn't the honest, simple farmer he used to be anymore.

He is a well-known farm owner with hundreds of employees.

Although Su Xiaowen was an elder, he could not force him, and could only hope that Su Qingyun would give him face.

"Third Grandfather, since you put it that way, then fine!"

Su Qingyun certainly wouldn't refuse her third grandfather's request, especially since she was here today.

I had originally intended to discuss cooperation with various villages, and Lao Gao's initiative to come to me was exactly what I wanted.

"Secretary Gao, your village is close to the river and has abundant water resources."

Let's plant rice on all the land except for soybeans.

My farm has high-quality rice seeds; the quality is guaranteed.

Su Qingyun thought for a moment.

The only place in Xiangyang Village suitable for rice cultivation is the reed marshes, which are too small and will definitely be a constraint in the future.

Gaojia Village, however, has abundant water resources, which are perfect for growing rice. Perhaps it could be developed into a brand like Wuchang rice in later generations.

"Haha, that's great!"

Old Gao's mouth was practically stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

"Old Su, your family's ancestral graves are emitting auspicious smoke! You've produced a talented person..."

Old Gao's eyes were filled with envy.

"Come over to my house for a drink sometime, I'll save a little hen for you."

Having received Su Qingyun's promise, Lao Gao let go of her hand with satisfaction.

Su Qingyun then followed Su Xiaowen into the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the courtyard, a dozen or so people swarmed around me.

"Qingyun, I am the fourth uncle of your third aunt's nephew-in-law!"

"Qingyun, my cousin's daughter almost married you."

"Qingyun, your father once got drunk and I was the one who took him home..."

They all shouted and yelled at each other, trying to curry favor.