Chapter 267: No Delay

Wang Zhenhe and his daughter strolled along the country roads, the hot weather tempered by the pleasant scent of fruits in the air, soothing the heat-induced restlessness.

Wang Qian wiped the sweat off her forehead with a handkerchief, gazing at the abundance of fruit trees. She couldn’t help but contemplate taking these fruits back to sell in their hometown, where they held more value compared to the local market.

“Dad, what do you think? These fruits look promising. If we bring back a larger quantity this time, we might be able to fund another property,” Wang Qian suggested enthusiastically.

Smiling, Wang Zhenhe ruffled his daughter’s hair. It puzzled him how her interest had shifted to real estate, but considering the profit potential of bringing back these fruits, he entertained the idea. “Qian Qian, once we make more money, I’ll buy you another property to play with.”

Wang Zhenhe wasn’t sure how to pamper his daughter now that he had discovered her new interest in real estate. Instead of viewing it as a problem, he found himself supportive of her aspirations.

Wang Qian chuckled, “Dad, aren’t you worried about spoiling me? Buying property costs a lot of money. Don’t you feel reluctant?”

Wang Zhenhe indulgently smiled at his daughter. “Sweetheart, once we buy a property, it’s an investment. Even if we face financial difficulties in the future, we can always sell it for profit. While I may not fully comprehend your approach, I believe you’re our family’s lucky charm. Following your lead will surely lead us in the right direction.”

Feeling the profound trust and affection from her parents, Wang Qian appreciated the freedom they granted her. Unlike most parents who were strict, her parents allowed her to follow her instincts as long as she didn’t stray too far. Such parenting style was considered rare in this era.

Clasping her father’s hand tightly, she said, “Dad, our life will only get better. Trust me.”

As they entered the village, Wang Qian noticed that the conditions there were not as advanced as in their own village. However, she viewed this as a temporary situation, envisioning a prosperous future for the area. Visiting at this moment made her feel fortunate.

Speaking with a villager, Wang Zhenhe learned about the challenges faced by the locals in selling their remaining fruits due to fewer purchases at the fruit collection station. This news excited Wang Zhenhe, as the shift towards entrepreneurial activities following the Third Plenary Session indicated a promising opportunity. It seemed like money was beckoning to him.

“Sir, may I inquire where the village head resides? I’d like to discuss purchasing fruits with him,” Wang Zhenhe asked the villager.

The elderly farmer’s initial worry transformed into excitement as he tightly grabbed Wang Zhenhe’s arm, exclaiming, “Comrade, is what you’re saying true? That’s fantastic! Follow me, I’ll take you to see the village head.”

With a proud stride, the farmer led the pair towards the village, exuding an air of triumph, exchanging greetings with everyone along the way to ensure they all noticed him.

Arriving at the village head’s residence—three modest adobe houses, shorter than those in the north but well-kept—Wang Qian sensed the household belonged to a practical and organized family.

The farmer hurried ahead and called out, “Is the village head home? We have honored guests here.”

A slender man in his forties emerged from the house, his bright eyes giving off a kind aura that Wang Qian immediately picked up on.

“Uncle Wu, who are these two?” the village head inquired.

Although the village head was unsure about Wang Zhenhe and his daughter’s background, the elderly farmer had a clear understanding. He knew the man was likely interested in their fruit prices.

“Da Cheng, these two are here to discuss business with you. Quickly, invite them in,” the elderly farmer explained.

Despite not knowing the exact reason for Wang Zhenhe’s visit, Luo Da Cheng warmly welcomed them into the house. His wife promptly brought a bowl of fruit, and without delay, Wang Zhenhe cut to the chase, introducing themselves and explaining the purpose of their visit.

As soon as Luo Dacheng heard that Wang Zhenhe was interested in buying their surplus fruits, he was overwhelmed with excitement. They had been worrying about finding a market for the excess fruits, and Wang Zhenhe’s arrival was nothing short of a godsend. With so much fruit at risk of going to waste if unsold, Luo Dacheng saw Wang Zhenhe as their savior.

Grasping Wang Zhenhe’s hand eagerly, Luo Dacheng expressed, “Comrade, I’m at a loss for words. Rest assured, I’ll offer you a fair price for the remaining fruits. I won’t let you incur any losses.”

Realizing the challenges of transporting such a large quantity of fruits without spoilage, Luo Dacheng decided to provide a highly favorable price for their first collaboration, hoping for future opportunities.

Upon hearing that someone was buying fruits, the villagers shed their worries and gathered in the orchard under the village head’s instructions to pick the fruits, bringing back a sense of community spirit.

Wang Qian, unreservedly, requested various tree seedlings from the village head. Luo Da Cheng, considering it a child’s curiosity, casually dug up a few seedlings for them to take back.

“Little girl, just a heads up, these fruits thrive here in the south. They might not survive in the north. If the seedlings die, don’t be upset. In the future, you can come here for free fruits whenever you want,” Luo Dacheng warned, offering a kind gesture of hospitality.

Since fruit picking took time, Wang Zhenhe and his daughter didn’t linger in the village. They arranged to return the next day, with Wang Zhenhe leaving a deposit to assure the village head of their commitment.

Upon returning to the city, Wang Qian suggested renting a warehouse in the outskirts specifically for storing the fruits to avoid drawing undue attention directly from the village.

Father and daughter worked tirelessly through the night to harvest the crops in the space, making room to store the fruits without any delay.

“Oh my goodness, I’m exhausted. I need a good night’s sleep here,” Wang Qian exclaimed wearily, collapsing onto the bed, feeling drained from the intense labor.

After the strenuous harvesting in the space, Wang Qian was nearly exhausted. Reluctant to move, she lay down on the bed, but her father, feeling the fatigue too, urged her, “Qian Qian, don’t sleep yet. Go wash up first, then you can rest properly. Otherwise, you’ll feel sticky all over, and it won’t be a good rest. Be a good girl, wash up, and then you can rest in the space.”

Understanding his daughter’s exhaustion, Wang Zhenhe empathized with her fatigue. He knew she needed to rest, but without her help, it would be challenging to transport all the items. While the electronic devices could be shipped, the fruits required immediate attention.

Reluctantly, Wang Qian dragged herself up to take a refreshing shower before heading to the space to rest. She was feeling so worn out that she worried her bones might fall apart.

After a rejuvenating night’s sleep in the space, Wang Qian emerged refreshed and energized. Wang Zhenhe was already up, waiting for his daughter to join him for breakfast.

Today, they had to check on the fruit situation, so the father and daughter quickly grabbed a bite to eat and hurried to Xiangyang Brigade.

Arriving at the location, they were surprised to see piles of various fruits resembling small mountains. Both father and daughter marveled at the speed—imagining that the villagers must have worked tirelessly through the night to harvest the fruits.

Wang Zhenhe promptly paid for the fruits. The village head, witnessing these potentially spoiled fruits being bought by an unassuming customer, couldn’t contain his delight. He swiftly arranged for a vehicle to transport the fruits to the designated location.

Before parting ways, the village head gifted Wang Zhenhe and his daughter a few pounds of locally produced tea. He held Wang Zhenhe’s hand and said, “Comrade Zhenhe, remember to visit us in the fall. We have oranges then. You must come by. I apologize for not hosting you properly this time. Next time, I’ll treat you to our local specialty dish, Dragon Tiger Duel.”

At the mention of Dragon Tiger Duel, Wang Qian shuddered. The thought of eating such a dish made her skin crawl. The dish was likely not something they both had the stomach for, especially considering the ingredients.

Having taken care of everything they needed to, Wang Zhenhe and his daughter visited Zuo Xiangqian’s home. This time, Wang Qian brought along high-quality health supplements, including honey and royal jelly from the space, even digging up two ginseng plants that were among the earliest planted.

Wang Zhenhe was taken aback by the appearance of the ginseng produced in the space. It was larger than the carrots grown in their home and emitted a fragrant aroma.

“Uncle Wang, you’ve arrived?”

As soon as Zuo Chen opened the door, he noticed the esteemed guests. Excitedly, he called out, “Mom, Uncle Wang and little sister Qian Qian are here!”

Inside, Zuo Xiangqian’s wife and daughter helped him out to greet their guests. When Wang Zhenhe arrived, Zuo Xiangqian personally welcomed him, acknowledging him as their benefactor.

“Xiangqian, take it easy. Don’t rush. Wang Zhenhe won’t mind,” Zuo Xiangqian’s wife advised, recognizing his fragile health.

As Wang Zhenhe and his daughter entered the courtyard, they saw a handsome middle-aged man being assisted outside. Older than Wang Zhenhe, with a pallid complexion, it was evident he was unwell. Although Wang Zhenhe had never met Zuo Xiangqian before, he had seen photos held by the elderly lady. Comparing those to the present, Zuo Xiangqian had visibly aged.

“Brother Zuo?” Wang Zhenhe hurried over to support Zuo Xiangqian.

“Brother, why did you come out when you’re unwell? We’re not strangers. Come, let me help you inside,” Wang Zhenhe said, assisting Zuo Xiangqian indoors.

For Zuo Xiangqian, it was his first time meeting Wang Zhenhe in person. Despite their previous correspondence, there was an instant familiarity upon meeting, as if Wang Zhenhe was his own brother—no distance, just a natural and close connection.

“Wang Zhenhe, my health has deteriorated, preventing me from visiting you personally. I apologize for making you come all this way. So, this is your little daughter, right? Hehe, my father often mentioned your little daughter in his letters,” Zuo Xiangqian expressed, acknowledging Wang Zhenhe’s daughter.

“Hello, Uncle, and Aunt,” Wang Qian greeted the couple warmly.

Seeing the renowned little girl, the couple couldn’t help but admire her. It was clear why the elders in Wang Zhenhe’s family held such affection for her. Beyond her appearance, her lively and articulate eyes naturally drew people in, making her instantly likable—a truly exceptional child.

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