My sister broke off her engagement to marry someone richer? My older sister married me and became in

The old village chief stuffed the letter into Lu Qingshan's hand, his chest heaving like a bellows.

"From the forest farm...from the forest farm!"

Lu Qingshan opened the envelope and unfolded the thin sheet of paper.

Grandpa Lu asked Lu Qingshan to read the letter aloud.

The letter was short, but it basically said that they had received Old Master Lu's letter and that they had heard that Lu Qingshan had a bad reputation. Since there was only one permanent position available, they needed to investigate further.

In the shadows of the courtyard wall, Zhao Erhu saw everything clearly, and his smugness was almost impossible to hide.

He deliberately shook his legs like a leaf and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Lu Qingshan, stop looking!"

"Did the letter tell you to get lost?"

"Let me tell you, my uncle reserved that spot for me at the forest farm a long time ago! You, a peasant, don't even dare to compete with me!"

He shouted so loudly that half the villagers poked their heads out.

Seeing that more and more people were watching the spectacle, Zhao Erhu became even more enthusiastic.

"Everyone saw it. Lu Qingshan just got lucky and happened to kill a wild boar. Does he really think he's someone important?"

"How many times can you get this kind of luck? Is a secure job in the forest farm so easy to hold? You need connections! You need connections!"

He pointed to himself, then pointed in the direction of the forest farm.

"My uncle works in the forestry station's security department; this was a done deal long ago!"

Upon hearing this, the villagers began to whisper among themselves.

"What Erhu said seems to make sense."

"Yes, Zhao Erhu's uncle works at the forest farm; he has powerful connections."

"The Lu family lad is capable, but what good is capability these days?"

The wind direction changed suddenly.

These days, no matter how skilled you are at hunting, can it be more valuable than a secure job?

As Lu Changgui listened to these words, the veins on his forehead throbbed.

He was so angry that he was trembling, and he turned around and grabbed the shovel from the corner of the wall.

"Zhao Erhu, if you keep talking nonsense, I'll fight you to the death!"

Lu Qingshan grabbed his father's trembling arm and glanced at Zhao Erhu.

"Dad, if a dog bites someone, we can't lie down and bite the dog."

He looked at Zhao Erhu's arrogant face.

Real skills aren't something you can just talk your way out of.

Zhao Erhu felt a chill run down his spine from that look, but the thought of soon having a secure job emboldened him.

"Coward!"

He spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the ground.

"Just wait! I'm going to my uncle's house right now to deliver the gifts and finalize this matter! You can just wait to toil in the mountains for the rest of your life!"

After saying that, he swaggered away, leaving behind a trail of arrogant laughter.

Lu Changgui was so angry that he trembled all over. He sat down on the threshold and kept pounding his legs.

"I'm useless... I'm so useless..."

Wang Guifen's eyes also reddened, and she silently wiped away her tears.

The atmosphere in the courtyard was frighteningly oppressive.

"Clatter".

Old Master Lu, who had been silently smoking his pipe, tapped the pipe hard on the sole of his shoe and poured out the ash.

He stood up, his injured leg standing straight.

"Walk!"

Lu Changgui and Wang Guifen were both stunned.

Old Master Lu tucked his pipe into his waistband, a fierce glint in his cloudy eyes.

"Tomorrow, the three of us will go to the forest farm!"

"I want to see if that old bastard Li Aiguo is really senile!"

Lu Qingshan didn't say a word, turned around and went into the house.

The night passed in silence.

Early the next morning, Grandpa Lu came out carrying two bulging burlap sacks.

One bag contained top-quality hazel mushrooms that had been sun-dried in the fall, and the other bag contained strips of dried wild boar meat.

"Son, help Grandpa into the car."

Lu Changgui borrowed an oxcart and quickly harnessed it.

Lu Qingshan helped his grandfather, and Lu Changgui drove the cart. The family didn't say a word and headed straight for the Hongshi Forest Farm, which was ten miles away.

The oxcart stopped in front of the forest farm's office building.

This is a three-story red brick building, which stands out impressively among the surrounding bungalows.

As soon as Lu Qingshan helped his grandfather out of the car, he saw two people carrying things coming out from around the corner, preparing to go upstairs.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man dressed in a cadre uniform, carrying two bottles of Moutai liquor with the bottle openings wrapped in red paper.

Following behind him was Zhao Erhu.

The two sides met at the top of the stairs.

When Zhao Erhu saw the three members of the Lu family, he was first taken aback, and then a more contemptuous smile appeared on his face.

He patted the man in front of him on the shoulder and pointed at Lu Qingshan to complain.

"Uncle, it's him! He's so arrogant, trying to steal my spot!"

The middle-aged man in the cadre uniform turned around at the sound, his small eyes scanning the three members of the Lu family up and down.

A worn-out cotton-padded jacket, faded trousers, and old cloth shoes covered in mud.

A flash of disdain crossed his eyes, and he spoke in a highly official tone.

"Erhu, what's going on?"

"They were arguing and pulling at each other with fellow villagers at the entrance of the workplace."

"You'll be starting work soon, so be mindful of your image."

Zhao Erhu straightened his back even more, a smug look on his face.

"Uncle, it's nothing serious. It's just that I stopped a few people who wanted to use connections to get things done."

He pointed to the sacks that the three members of the Lu family were carrying and laughed even harder.

"Trying to exchange two bags of mountain produce for a secure job? Don't you even know your own worth?"

His uncle, Sun Jianguo, the deputy head of the forest farm's security department, didn't even bother to look at the Lu family again after hearing this, and turned to go upstairs.

"Alright, let's not waste time with them. Director Li is still waiting for us in his office."

"Hurry up and go upstairs. After you deliver the gift, your matter will be settled."

These words were deliberately said for the Lu family to hear.

A victorious smile appeared on Zhao Erhu's face. He glanced provocatively at Lu Qingshan and took a step to follow.

"We're also here to see Li Aiguo."

Grandpa Lu didn't call him "Director Li," but addressed him by his first name.

Sun Jianguo paused, turned around abruptly, and stared at Old Master Lu suspiciously.

"Who are you? Do you think you can just see Director Li whenever you want?"

Old Master Lu snorted coldly and ignored him completely.

Lu Qingshan, supporting his grandfather, calmly said to Sun Jianguo, who was blocking their way, "We can go up ourselves, no need for you to lead the way."

He was about to walk past them when he said that.

"stop!"

Sun Jianguo's face darkened, and he stretched out his arm to block the way.

"This is a forest farm, not some dirt road in your village. You can't just walk on it whenever you want!"

"Without my approval, you're not even going up these stairs today!"

He abused his position and acted arrogantly.

Zhao Erhu chimed in, "Did you hear that? My uncle told you to get out! Get out now!"

The atmosphere at the stairwell suddenly froze.

Just then, a loud voice came down from upstairs.

"What's all the noise about! Shouting in the office building in broad daylight, have you no manners at all!"

Everyone looked up and saw a burly man in a Zhongshan suit standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor, frowning as he looked down.

It was Li Aiguo, the director of Hongshilin Forest Farm.

Sun Jianguo's expression changed instantly, and he put on a fawning smile.

"Manager, why did you come down here? It's just a small matter, I'll take care of it right away."

Li Aiguo's gaze swept across his face and landed on Old Master Lu behind him.

He was taken aback at first, then rubbed his eyes, and the impatience on his face instantly turned into surprise.

"Brother Lu...?"

Li Aiguo rushed downstairs in a few steps, bypassing Sun Jianguo and Zhao Erhu who were frozen in place, and grabbed Old Master Lu's arm.

"It really is you, Brother Lu! With your legs so weak, why did you come all the way here? You didn't even give me a heads-up!"

Grandpa Lu looked at him and a smile appeared on his face.

"You've become the farm manager, and you've gotten too arrogant. It's quite difficult to even see you now."

"How could that be!" Li Aiguo slapped his thigh and glared at Sun Jianguo.

Sun Jianguo's face turned pale instantly, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Zhao Erhu was dumbfounded. Although he knew that the Lu family was going to send Lu Qingshan to the forest farm, he did not know that they had connections with the factory director!

The two bottles of Moutai he and his uncle were carrying looked particularly conspicuous in the crowded stairwell.

Li Aiguo's gaze fell on Lu Qingshan again, and he nodded approvingly.

"This must be Qingshan! Good lad, you're quite the looker! I heard about the bear hunt, you really made your family proud!"

He enthusiastically pulled Grandpa Lu upstairs.

"Come on, Brother Lu, let's go to my office! Let's have a good drink together today!"

As Li Aiguo passed by Sun Jianguo, he paused, his face darkening.

"Sun Jianguo, what are you doing here with alcohol, not at your post during working hours?"

"And you," his gaze fell on Zhao Erhu, "who are you?"

"Field...Field manager, I..." Sun Jianguo stammered, unable to utter a single word.

Li Aiguo was too lazy to listen to his explanation anymore and coldly threw out a sentence.

"Take your belongings with you and leave. Write a self-criticism and submit it to the office this afternoon!"

After saying that, he didn't look at them again. He personally helped Old Master Lu, and led Lu Qingshan and Lu Changgui up to the second-floor manager's office.

At the stairwell, only Sun Jianguo and his nephew Zhao Erhu remained, carrying the two bottles of Moutai. Their faces alternated between pale and flushed as they stood there like two idiots.