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Fortunately, most people in Zhoujiatun are sensible. The wild vegetables were sold for a week, and after making a little over ten or twenty, everyone decided to stop.
Aunt Zhou, with the money she earned, happily improved her life. She bought ducks, flying dragons, and rice fish without feeling any pain in her wallet. Perhaps it was because she had a good head on her shoulders; many people in the village followed her lead. Mei Zi was nourished by two flying dragons and began to develop horizontally.
Winter Ear was envious of Sister Luo's clothing business. She put in a lot of effort and even got a sewing machine to help others make clothes.
Yezhi and Luo Fengjuan were more open-minded about it, but Aunt Zhou felt that Winter Ear was being unreasonable and was angry with Uncle Zhou's family.
Mei Zi took advantage of Aunt Ren Er's good mood after making money to bring up Wednesday's matter in front of her. From then on, Aunt Ren Er looked at Wednesday with green eyes, while Wednesday pretended to be oblivious and allowed Aunt Ren Er to scrutinize her.
The courtyard was quiet. Yezhi fanned Xiaobinzi, who was buried in his studies as he prepared for the college entrance exam. Yezhi was also retaking the exam and cherished every moment spent with Xiaobinzi.
When Ye Zi and her husband entered the city for their college entrance exams, everyone in the village came to see them off. When the results came out, Zhoujiatun erupted with excitement; both Yezhi and her husband were accepted into university! They had produced two college students—two! Yezhi was even the top scorer, although much of that success was thanks to Xiao Fang's help.
As the couple rode their bicycles back into the village, they were startled by the sound of firecrackers. Dressed in red and green, the aunties and uncles danced joyfully to welcome them. Aunt Zhou and Black Treasure approached with big red flowers.
Yezhi was overjoyed, while Lin Haitao felt embarrassed. The two adorned with flowers were surrounded by everyone. The village head praised them profusely before insisting they say a few words.
Lin Haitao stepped forward and simply said, "What Ye Zi wants to say is what I want to say," then pushed her forward. Yezhi fiercely tugged at him, "Do you want to kneel on a washboard or something?"
Everyone looked at her with eager eyes, but she really had nothing to express. One Egg raised his fist and shouted, "Learn from Sister Ye!" Yezhi glared at him—learn what? Learn how she cheated?
One Egg thought Sister Ye was particularly humble today; this kind of modesty and calmness was something worth learning from.
"Ahem! I got into university, but I'm not sure if I'm going!" This statement silenced the lively crowd at the village entrance.
Spring Peach quickly raised her head, somewhat confused. It wasn't just her; many people felt the same way. Xiao Cheng asked, "Why?"
Yezhi coolly threw out a remark, "There's no need!" Lin Haitao was one of the first to know about Yezhi's decision. Besides being understanding, he could only double his efforts and study harder to live up to expectations.
"University is not a hall of honor for one person. The knowledge I want to learn can't be found in university, but we have it here. My purpose for taking the exam is quite selfish; I just don't want Xiaobinzi's sister to look down on me." Lin Haitao couldn't help but laugh and cry at this reason.
A perfectly good welcome party was all stirred up by a few words from Yezhi.
The more Village cared about her, the more they felt sorry for her.
But Aunt Zhou thought differently; she believed that once Yezhi got married, she should prioritize family and children. Having a child was now her top priority.
That night, Er Zhu couldn't sleep. It turned out that the university he had been longing for also had things that couldn't be learned there. Could it be that university didn't represent a person's value?
...
As summer heat dissipated, harvest season arrived. The radishes and cabbages of Zhoujiatun, along with the famous "Bilo" rice, were well-known far and wide. The strong men in Tun'er waved their arms, loading bags of glistening rice onto the carts.
The Cart Master cracked his whip, and the cart team slowly departed from Tun'er.
Freshly harvested rice had a special fragrance; Zhang Douguang could eat three bowls of plain rice.
Yezhi laughed at him for being a glutton. He pointed at Black Treasure and said, "The glutton is over there!"
When Zhou Village Head and the Cart Master came in, they found them eating. Aunt Zhou warmly invited them to join the table, but they said they had something to discuss with her.
"Yezhi, is it true that Pesticide really can't be used?" Zhou Village Head's nonsensical question left her somewhat puzzled.
"What's wrong?"
The Cart Master recounted what he saw while selling rice in the city. "Yezi, our 'Bilo' rice has doubled in yield because they used Pesticide."
"So what? Their rice can't compare to ours."
"Why not?"
...
The summer heat has dissipated, and the harvest season has arrived. The radishes and cabbages of Zhoujiatun, along with 'Bilo' rice, are famous far and wide. The strong men in Tun'er waved their arms, loading bags of glistening green rice onto the carts.
With a crack of the whip, the Cart Master led the caravan slowly away from Tun'er.
Freshly harvested rice has a special fragrance; Zhang Douguang could eat three bowls of plain rice.
Yezhi laughed at him for being a glutton. He pointed at Black Treasure and said, "The real glutton is over there!"
When Zhou Village Head and the Cart Master entered, they were having a meal. Aunt Zhou warmly invited them to join the table, but they said they had something to discuss with her.
"Yezi, is it really not possible to use Pesticide?" Zhou Village Head's seemingly random question left her somewhat confused.
"What's wrong?"
The Cart Master recounted what he saw while selling rice in the city. "Yezi, our 'Bilo' rice has doubled in yield because they used Pesticide."
"So what? Their rice can't compare to ours."
"Why is it different?"
The heat of summer has dissipated, and the harvest season has arrived. The radishes and cabbages of Zhoujiatun, along with Bilo rice, are famous far and wide. The strong men in Tun'er are waving their arms, loading bags of glistening green rice onto the carts.
The Cart Master cracks his whip, and the convoy slowly departs from Tun'er.
Freshly harvested rice has a special fragrance, and Zhang Douguang can eat three bowls of plain rice.
Yezhi laughs at him for being a glutton. He points at Black Treasure and says, "The real glutton is over there!"
When Zhou Village Head and the Cart Master came in, they were eating. Aunt Zhou warmly invited them to join the table, but they said they had something to discuss with her.
"Yezhi, you really can't use Pesticide?" Zhou Village Head's seemingly random question left her a bit confused.
"What's wrong?"
The Cart Master shared what he had seen while selling rice in the city. "Yezhi, our Bilo rice has doubled in yield because they used Pesticide."
"So what? That rice can't compare to ours."
"Why is it different?"
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