Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

On the other side, at the capital's grain reserve...

Director Guo led dozens of people from the warehouse to work all day long—without machinery, they relied entirely on manual labor to carry all the stored grain, bag by bag, onto the truck.

He was exhausted and slumped on the office bench, his arms trembling so badly he could barely hold a teacup.

"Damn it, I'm completely exhausted. There's not a single grain of food left in the warehouse. With such a huge disaster, I hope what little we have left will be enough."

The deputy next to him slumped in his chair, saying, "Sigh, our meager food reserves are probably just a drop in the ocean. At most, they'll only feed a million people for a few days. What are we going to do after that?"

Just then, a loud engine roar and a cacophony of horns suddenly came from outside.

The two exchanged a glance, dragged their aching legs to the entrance of the warehouse, and were immediately dumbfounded—

The convoys that had set off during the day, fully loaded with grain, were now returning untouched, their cargo beds neatly stacked, the seals still intact.

Director Guo's eyes widened.

"What happened? Wasn't this the batch we just sent out this morning? We sent out another batch this afternoon, so why are they all being returned?"

The man shouted at the top of his lungs, "It's not needed anymore! The higher-ups said all this grain is no longer needed! Not just yours, but all the other requisitioned granaries are being returned to their original locations. Return them to where they came from, and keep them sealed and stored as they are. Not a single grain is to be touched!"

Director Guo and his deputy were stunned for a moment, looked at each other for a few seconds, and then their legs went weak, and they burst into tears like two children who had lost their souls.

"How could we not need it anymore? How could we not need it? Could it be—could it be that everyone in the disaster area has died and there's no need for food anymore?"

"It's our fault, it's our fault!" The deputy pounded the ground, tears streaming down his face. "Was it because we loaded the trucks too slowly? Was the grain not delivered on time? It's all our fault for being so slow, delaying the crucial moment for saving lives!"

The officer escorting them back was initially bewildered when he saw the two men crying with snot and tears streaming down their faces. He then didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Gentlemen, you've got a huge misunderstanding! A large amount of food suddenly arrived in the disaster area, more than enough, so there's no need to transfer grain from other granaries. That's why it was returned intact!"

"What?"

The two stopped crying simultaneously. "How much? That's not just for three or five days. More than two million people are affected by the disaster. It will take at least one or two months to sustain them. That's at least several hundred thousand tons! Where in our country can we find such a large amount of food right now?"

As the heads of the capital's grain reserve, they know better than anyone the current state of the country's grain reserves. This reserve was only built in recent years when everyone was finally able to eat. The grain stored in the warehouse can only provide temporary relief. Hundreds of thousands of tons is an astronomical figure, and even if all the grain reserves in the surrounding provinces were emptied, it wouldn't be enough.

The man then began to speak with great enthusiasm.

"Someone donated a million tons of grain free of charge! You wouldn't believe it, it was all polished rice and wheat flour—"

I saw it opened right there in front of me. The rice grains were so white and translucent, and the flour was so fine it was like powder. It was all top-quality refined grain!

That's not all; there are also 400,000 tons of cooked food inside!

There were two kinds. One was a rice ball, and I was lucky enough to get one. It was so delicious! The rice ball was filled with golden pork floss, cabbage, and eggs. The fillings were so generous, it was like they were giving them away for free. One bite was enough to fill you up!

He talked on and on for a good ten minutes.

"That great philanthropist and benefactor also said that this is only the first batch, and there will be a second and a third batch! Let the people in the disaster area eat as much as they want, even the tens of thousands of soldiers and medical teams who came to help with the disaster will be fed, and there's no need to start separate meals!"

The two were stunned, their mouths agape, wide enough to fit a fist, and they couldn't close them for a long time.

The man patted his forehead again, as if he had suddenly remembered something:

"Oh, by the way, you still know that great benefactor—it's Comrade Su Wanqing, who visited your reservoir area a few days ago. I remember Director Guo personally received her; I even saw her off at the gate."

Director Guo's body jolted. "It's...it was her? She's been here for two days, wandered around the warehouse area, and didn't even go inside the cold storage or vegetable cellar. She just glanced at them from afar and left—it's her?" After a long pause, he gave a bitter laugh.

"I see. They just took a quick look around and then donated a million tons of grain. No wonder they didn't bother to go in and take a closer look when they heard that our warehouse only had this much grain—to them, this amount of grain is probably not even a fraction of what they have."

Before he finished speaking, the person next to him suddenly slapped himself hard several times.

"I'm so damn awful! I was actually gossiping behind their backs, saying that this guy must have some connections to get ahead, and that he was just wandering around this godforsaken place—I'm no human being! My foul mouth misunderstood such a good benefactor!"

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Silent all night.

The next morning, Zhou Yanshen emerged from the bathroom looking refreshed, his hair still damp from washing up, and he seemed to be bursting with energy.

Su Wanqing, on the other hand, had dark circles under her eyes, hugged a pillow against the headboard, and was so sleepy that her eyelids were drooping.

"Next time you have something to do the next day, don't stay up so late..."

No, no, she really can't continue down this path of depravity.

The main problem is that it always takes some time for the two of them to help each other solve the problem—it's all Zhou Yanshen's fault, he always provides such excellent service that she doesn't want to call a halt.

Zhou Yanshen only needs two hours of sleep, but she only slept for three hours last night.

Looking at his wife's sleepy, swaying posture, Zhou Yanshen recalled how she had bitten her lip and frowned the night before, and felt a surge of heat rise within him again.

"Okay, I'll be faster next time."

Su Wanqing was still quite groggy while eating breakfast. After breakfast, everyone gathered together and set off.

This group was quite large – Old Sun and his students, Ding Xiaomei and Ding Dajiu with Da Bao and Xiao Bao, plus five bodyguards including Zhang Qiang, Wang Ling and her mother, Professor Lin, Old Zhou and dozens of doctors and nurses who came all the way from Bincheng, and Qin Xiao, a large group of dozens of people.

They were traveling on the same top-of-the-line passenger plane that Su Wanqing had contributed, which was twice as large as the private plane they had arrived on.

When the students carried Mr. Sun to the tarmac in a wheelchair, he looked up at the enormous machine in front of him and was completely stunned.

He had only been able to open his eyes these past two days, and his nerves felt like they were being reconnected one by one. Looking at this enormous creature that was completely beyond his comprehension, his lips trembled several times before he managed to utter a single sentence:

"When did we get this kind of plane in China?"