I was married off to a disabled hero in lieu of marriage; my in-laws doted on me and I aspired to gr

Niu Da didn't receive Zhao Jintao's bicycle ticket, but instead received a shocking bombshell: the commune secretary, Li Bo, was arrested, and the county party secretary was arrested as well.

The commune quickly appointed a new secretary, and the team also received a document stating that the distribution of land to households was the general policy of the provincial leaders. The original land distribution plan was to be maintained, the public grain quota was reduced by 10%, poultry farming was allowed, and there was no longer a need to pay tribute of pork, chicken, duck and fish to the commune.

Niu Da was shocked. Li Bo had been dismissed, so he no longer needed to get any tickets. With the grain and poultry, he saved about a hundred yuan a year.

Niu Da kept wondering if Li Bo's arrest was related to the young man he met on the bus.

It might be related, but Niu Da has no evidence.

It is an honor to catch a big corrupt official while inspecting work at the grassroots level, but Zhou Zhonghai was depressed and sat in the guesthouse smoking in silence all day.

Gu Quan was puzzled. Corruption happened every year, so why was he so decadent?

Zhao Jintao understood Zhou Zhonghai's feelings and advised him, "Uncle Zhou, the local area is different from the military. The sense of responsibility is weaker. Fortunately, the long arm of the law will catch up with you. He Youcai and Li Bo will receive the punishment they deserve."

"Yeah, I understand, it's like there's a tightness in my chest."

It's infuriating! I shamelessly asked for money in the provincial capital, only to become easy prey for local officials.

The shame of being used and deceived is something outsiders can't understand.

"Jin Tao, now that we're out, let's go check out Tonggang County."

"Okay, let's set off right away."

Zhao Jintao strongly agreed. After all, Liuxian County had not yet started reforms. If the secretary of Tonggang County were also corrupt and accepting bribes, Uncle Zhou would probably really kill someone.

Uncle Zhou was worried, so he had to go and check it out himself.

Without hesitation, the three drove to Tonggang County and first went back to Dashui Village to find out what was going on.

The Yang family's new house has been built, with five main rooms and four side rooms. There is a yard in front for drying wheat, and another yard in the back for raising chickens, ducks and geese.

Only Qiaoqiao's grandmother was at home; everyone else had gone to work in the fields.

Upon seeing Zhou Zhonghai, Qiaoqiao's grandmother rubbed her hands excitedly: "Zhonghai, why did you come all of a sudden? I'll go call his grandfather and his father."

Zhou Zhonghai waved his hand and said, "Auntie, no need to call, I'll go find it in the field myself."

"No, no, how can you get on the ground?"

"I come from humble beginnings, why can't I work in the fields? Auntie, Jintao will take me there, you rest."

"Jin Tao, you go ahead. They're weeding in the cornfield at the west end. I'll prepare lunch. We'll eat at home for lunch."

"Okay, Grandma, let's go to the fields."

To understand the grain situation in Dashui Village this year, Zhou Zhonghai naturally had to go to the fields in person.

Dashui Village is still Dashui Village, but its spirit and appearance are completely different.

In the fields, people were bent over, either turning the soil or weeding, each busy with their own tasks.

Soybeans were planted in every available space along the ridges of the fields, leaving no gap untouched.

"Uncle Zhou, look, that sandy area has been completely turned over; it should be planted with potatoes."

"Okay, very good."

Zhou Zhonghai's wounded heart found some solace.

"Uncle Wenjin's land is in front. His family only has four people, so they don't have much land."

Upon arriving at Dashui Village, Zhao Jintao became more talkative. He loved this land and returning home felt like wheat seeds returning to the soil.

From afar, I could see Qiaoqiao's grandfather sitting on the edge of the field smoking, while Qiaoqiao's father and mother were bending over weeding.

"Grandpa, Uncle Zhou is here!" Zhao Jintao shouted excitedly.

"Hey, Wenjin, look, it really is our in-laws!" Qiaoqiao's grandfather exclaimed excitedly.

Qiaoqiao's parents looked at Zhou Zhonghai and thought, "They really are in-laws! Let's go home and prepare a feast."

"Grandpa, in-law, I'm just passing through Dashui Village to drop by. You two continue with your work."

"No rush, no rush, let's go home and have some tea." Qiaoqiao's father picked up the hoe and was about to go home.

"No, don't delay the farm work. I don't drink tea, I just want to come and check on the fields."

Then, Qiaoqiao's father said to Qiaoqiao's mother, "Her mother, you go back and cook. I'll accompany my in-laws for a walk in the fields."

"Okay, come back early. Jin Tao, come to my house for lunch."

"Auntie, I'm not going. I'm going back to see Fenglin."

"Fenglin is such a sensible child. Even while pregnant, she still raises two pigs and thirty woolly rabbits. She's exhausted."

Zhao Jintao felt a pang of sadness. Feng Lin had suffered so much because of him.

Zhou Zhonghai nudged Zhao Jintao and said, "Go back and see your wife. I'll help my in-laws hoe the field."

"Yes, thank you, Uncle Zhou."

Zhao Jintao was eager to return home, but instead of going home, he went to his own land.

At this time, Fenglin must be working in the fields.

"Mother-in-law, give me the hoe, I'll work for a bit."

"That won't do! You're a minister..."

"What minister? In-law, come on, let's have a competition. You might not be able to beat me."

The two in-laws wielded hoes and got to work, with Qiaoqiao's grandfather following behind with a smile, while Qiaoqiao's mother went home to cook.

Zhao Jintao ran wildly to his own cornfield.

The corn has grown to knee height, which is the perfect time to weed, otherwise the weeds will grow taller than the corn.

Zheng Fenglin, Jin Tao's mother, and Jin Tao's father were all weeding in the field.

"Fenglin, I'm back..."

With a shout, everyone in the field looked up.

Zheng Fenglin threw down his hoe and ran towards Zhao Jintao.

"Slow down! You're pregnant, don't you know? My son's back, what are you so happy about? You ignorant fool!" Jin Tao's mother yelled from behind.

"The young couple hadn't seen each other for over a month, so naturally they were happy."

Jin Tao's father grinned; he was happy too.

"It's not like we haven't seen each other for a year or ten years. Aren't you ashamed? Jin Tao, why are you back..."

Jin Tao's mother threw down her hoe and hurriedly walked towards the edge of the field. They hugged each other. Oh dear, it would be so embarrassing if someone saw them. A few years ago, hugging each other in broad daylight would have gotten them scolded.

"Fenglin, I miss you so much," Zhao Jintao said softly, holding Zheng Fenglin in his arms.

"I...I am too..." Zheng Fenglin said, tears streaming down her face.

The housework was heavy, and her mother-in-law never said a kind word. All her hardships vanished when she saw Zhao Jintao.

"Go back and rest, I'll take care of the rest of the work."

"How can that be? I've finally come home, I can't let you do it."

Zhao Jintao felt sorry for Zheng Fenglin, and Zheng Fenglin felt sorry for Zhao Jintao.

"I'm a man, a father, so I have to do it. Be obedient, go back and make a cup of tea. I'll drink it when I get home at noon."

"Hmm..." The two touched heads, smiled at each other, and Zhao Jintao helped Feng Lin wipe away her tears.

"Look at you all, what kind of behavior is this? Are you going to become a laughingstock in broad daylight?"

Jin Tao's mother rushed over, pulled the two apart, and said, "Go home, go home..."

Zhao Jintao loosened his grip on Fenglin and was about to get out of bed.

Jin Tao's mother shouted, "You don't need to do it. Go back with Feng Lin and cook."

"Mom, you go back and cook, I'll do it."

"How can we expect college students to work in the fields..."

College students are also the pillars of their families and husbands to their wives. If they don't do it, who will?

"Mom, why don't you go back and cook? I'll stay with Jintao and weed for a while." Fenglin wanted to be with Jintao.

"Alright, go back now. Don't pretend to be a good person in front of my son. He'll think I bullied you again. Come on, go back and cook." Zheng Fenglin reluctantly went back.

"Jin Tao, slow down, don't tire yourself out," Jin Tao's father called out with a smile.

"I'm not tired, Dad. We can have lunch after we finish this plot of land."

"Alright, Dad, speed things up too."