On the highway in the southern part of Shu Province, more than 50 Mercedes-Benz Maybachs sped toward Yangcheng under the police car's lead.
In the convoy, the five custom-made bulletproof extended Mercedes-Benz were particularly eye-catching.
It wasn't that she wanted to be high-profile, but the welcoming team that Mia had arranged for Jiang Chen's family was too exaggerated.
Just the few large passenger planes could not land at a small 4C airport like Sun City.
They could only land at Chengdu International Airport first and then take the highway to Yangcheng to pick them up.
Just as the mighty team was rushing towards Yang City.
Sun City, Spring Creek Village.
It was the seventh month of the lunar calendar. After the rainy season, Shu Province, which was located in the subtropics, welcomed the hottest days of the year.
These few days, it was also the time when the rice in the paddy field matured.
This also meant that the most terrifying day of the year for the children in the countryside of Shu Province had officially arrived.
That was to harvest rice.
In the past few days, all the families in Quanxi Village, regardless of gender or age, had gone to work to harvest the rice under the scorching sun.
The old men were responsible for harvesting in the fields, the women were responsible for cooking and delivering food, and the children and the elderly were drying the rice in the courtyard.
He had to take advantage of the weather these few days to quickly dry the rice and store it in the warehouse.
At this moment, in the paddy field east of Quanxi Village, the sound of the rice thrusters could be heard. Several villagers were wearing straw hats and busy working in the fields.
Among them, Jiang Chen's paddy field had the most people.
Not only Jiang Chen's father and grandfather, but also Jiang Jing's fiancé's family were there.
Even Eunuch Jiang Jing, Zhao Yongxin, was a cadre in the Yangcheng Municipal Bureau. He had not worked in the paddy field for many years.
Today, he had changed into his old clothes and helped out in the fields with a straw hat.
While the four old men were busy in the fields, Jiang Jing, her mother, Xu Rong, and her mother-in-law were drying the rice at home to cook.
On the surface, he looked no different from an ordinary farmer.
At this moment, Jiang Jing, who was wearing a straw hat, came to the side of the field with a few large water bottles and brought water to everyone.
On such a hot day, sweat could not stop flowing, especially when working in the fields. He had to replenish his water at all times, and he had to add the Huoxiang Zhengqi Water to the water to prevent heatstroke.
"Grandfather, it's getting hot. You should take a rest.”
The old man took the kettle and gulped down two mouthfuls. He had no intention of admitting defeat. In the countryside, there were many elderly people in their seventies or eighties who could still work in the fields.
In fact, the rice money was not a problem all year round. It was mainly because the older generation could not stand the sight of the fields and could not rest.
"Jing, is there still no news of your brother?”
Jiang Jing shook her head disappointedly when she heard her grandfather ask her brother about Jiang Chen. She hadn't received any messages from her brother since she had sent him a message the other day.
Jiang Jing didn't dare to take the initiative to call and ask. After all, Minister Li had already said that this was a critical time.
"Yes, don't worry. No news is the best news. Just wait.”
"Remember not to let your mother know, lest she gets worried.”
After giving his granddaughter a few instructions, the old master acted as if nothing had happened. He turned his head to look at the Zhao father and son who were busy not far away and smiled.
"Yongxin, hurry up and drink some water. Don't tire yourself out.”
"I already said that I don't need your help. Look, this is..."
At this moment, in the paddy field, the Zhao father and son were the ones who worked the hardest.
Especially Zhao Yongxin. Although he hadn't done farm work for decades and was a skilled craftsman, he couldn't help but be diligent. He hadn't rested since he started farming.
Even his son, Xiao Zhao, could not stand it anymore.
"Dad, I've never seen you so diligent at home…"
Zhao Yongxin looked at his son and cursed softly.
"What do you know? Let me tell you, in the future, you have to fight to do the dirty and tiring work of the Jiang family.”
" And that daughter, Xiao Jing. She's a sensible and obedient girl. If I find out that you bullied her, I'll break your legs…"
Hearing this, Little Zhao said aggrievedly.
"Dad, how would I dare to bully Xiao Jing? She's still soft-hearted? I'm lucky that I'm not bullied.”
At the same time, another family was busy in the paddy field next door.
Looking at the Jiang family members harvesting rice in the fields, he couldn't help but be curious.
"What's going on with the Jiang family? The Minister of Foreign Affairs came two days ago.”
"You look like you're going to make a fortune.”
"But in the blink of an eye, you brought your family to the fields to harvest rice?”
It was not just them. The entire Spring Creek Village was confused about the Jiang family's situation.
Two days ago, the Minister of Foreign Affairs was here. The Jiang family was going to be rich.
However, in less than two days, the Jiang family went to their fields to harvest rice again as if nothing had happened.
The Jiang family was also tight-lipped about the exact situation.
It was as if…It didn't look like it had succeeded.
Even the few aunties in Quan Xi Village who were best at gossip and imagination had been manipulated by the Jiang family for the past two days.
His brain was smoking.
He couldn't guess what was going on with the Jiang family.
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