Eighties Sweetheart Wife
Chapter 195 Conversation Trap_1

Chapter 195: Chapter 195 Conversation Trap_1

Therefore, Xia Bowen said to Secretary Bai, "Get ready. Since the higher-ups are sending someone to Nanshan County Town to investigate this matter, tell them I’m ready to cooperate at any time. Shangguan Yunqi feels the same way. Also, I will accompany them to Nanshan County Town."

Secretary Bai’s mouth opened, he thought for a moment, but in the end, he said nothing.

This was no longer simply a family matter.

Thus, Secretary Bai had no choice but to do as Xia Bowen instructed.

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Chu Zizhou was indeed going to a meeting. Before leaving, he informed Guo Xia.

Naturally, Guo Xia did not dare to interfere with her son’s work.

So, Song Yunuan came running over, driving a specially made horse-drawn carriage, beginning their tour.

First, they wandered through the village, with ongoing commentary during their walk, coming to a halt at a raised platform of earth to say, "Let’s rest here for a bit and, by the way, allow me to tell you the history of this earthen platform."

Full of curiosity, Guo Xia asked, "Little Nuan, what’s the story behind this earthen platform?"

It was a square structure made of earth, standing almost two meters high.

The surroundings were bare without any steps, and not far off were fields of crops.

What could there be to tell?

The day’s weather was nice, the sun hidden behind clouds, and the season was rather cool.

All three of them were in good spirits.

The carriage was clean and quite unusual; the village roads were smooth. Along the way, Song Yunuan objectively introduced the changes Chu Zizhou had brought since his arrival.

Guo Xia couldn’t deny feeling proud.

Still, she wanted to draw out Song Yunuan’s words, believing the young girl to be so naive. Thus, while enjoying the scenery, she began to inquire about the village girls’ matters.

Blinking her eyes, Song Yunuan replied, "Aside from me, who is rather bold, none of the girls in the village dare to speak to the brigade commander."

Guo Xia’s heart leapt with joy, but then she felt discontent. Her son was from a good family, handsome, and wasn’t a fierce tiger or beast. Why wouldn’t they dare to speak with her son?

Her son was popular in Beidu.

From her point of view, that Xiaomin had somewhat improper thoughts—could be up to something. The people of the Liu family were craftier, one more than the next.

But it was not her place to speak carelessly.

In fact, she was not at all keen on bringing Xiaomin along.

What did her situation with Shaomin have to do with Zizhou? It was merely a coincidence.

If Shaomin wasn’t cheating here, he would be elsewhere; a dog can’t change its nature of eating filth. It’s just that her son pompously organized a dance in secret, knowing full well the higher-ups forbade it, still insisted on defying them. The family had no choice but to keep the peace and stop others from making trouble out of it.

This was why she had to yield step by step.

Now, her son had come to this remote village to be a brigade commander.

Wasn’t it all because of her?

And then, when they knew she was bringing her daughter to see her son, they just had to come along to lighten their mood. Could there be such a thing?

Bringing her along required being extremely careful; not bringing her might lead to some unsavory rumors.

It was all so maddening; thinking about it made Guo Xia angry.

Also, her son was such a catch. Why wouldn’t the village girls dare to speak with him?

"Why don’t they dare to speak with Zizhou? My Zizhou has a great disposition," she asked.

"Uncle Chu is our Erdao River Village’s brigade commander. He has a lot of prestige. Men and women, young and old in the village respect him a great deal," responded Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan inwardly scoffed but maintained a smiling face, pretending to be clueless.

Guo Xia finally nodded her head in satisfaction.

And truly, Erdao River Village was nothing like what she had imagined.

Every family’s home was bursting with fresh flowers.

It looked truly beautiful.

How to describe it?

Was it like a utopia hidden from the world?

At this moment, Liu Xiaomin seized the opportunity. She didn’t pay attention to the dirt platform, but instead admired Song Yunuan’s new clothes, even if she had seen them in the village before; they were really beautiful.

A flash of envy crossed the depths of her eyes, yet she pretended to ask casually, "Little Nuan, where did you buy this outfit?"

Meanwhile, Chu Jina had been anxious for a while.

She was already 25 years old this year and had finally found a suitable boyfriend. Their relationship was at its best. Plus, she was naturally beautiful, so she loved to wear attractive clothes.

Her outfit was sent over from Xiangjiang, which took a lot of effort and money. It featured a waist-pinching short-sleeved top and elastic fitting pants.

Liu Xiaomin dressed almost the same.

To say she felt no sense of superiority would be a lie.

She had several more dresses in her trunk, ready to let the villagers have a good look.

She wanted them to know that just because her brother got to be the team leader, it didn’t make him a country bumpkin.

After arriving here, she had found the villagers’ clothes to be as she had imagined, but upon seeing Song Yunuan, her eyes lit up.

She hadn’t seen anyone else wearing the outfit she had on.

The shoes were fine; she had a pair herself, but when paired with the beige suit she wore...

How to describe it?

If one said Song Yunuan came from Xiangjiang, she would have believed it without question.

But how could a country girl possibly be from Xiangjiang?

At best, the clothes were brought over from Xiangjiang.

Song Yunuan’s eyes smiled as she turned around and said, "My mom made this for me with linen fabric; it’s our local specialty fabric. It’s breathable, comfortable, and elegant. By the way, we have a few ready-to-sell sets at home, which we’re planning to take to the department store. Oh, and my family runs the First Supply and Sales Mobile Service Station in Nanshan County Town, where we also sell pretty dresses, hair accessories, and bags..."

With this description and Song Yunuan’s deliberately fashionable appearance, Chu Jina and Liu Xiaomin couldn’t wait to go and check it out at Old Song’s.

But they were too embarrassed to say so.

Song Yunuan acted as if she hadn’t noticed their eagerness and said, "We were talking about the dirt platform, come on, let me tell you, this isn’t an ordinary platform; this was the military muster stage where the Jurchens began their southern raids from..."

She gestured around with her hand and asked, "Do you know why there is not a single blade of grass around it?"

A few people took a serious look, and indeed, not a single grass grew around the dirt platform.

Song Yunuan casually said, "Because it was built by a big baddie!"

Guo Xia: ......

Song Yunuan continued, "You know about Genghis Khan, right? To this day, nobody knows where his tomb is. It’s said that his tomb is filled with treasures plundered over twenty years... Their burial method was unique. After the burial, the ground would be leveled, cavalry would ride back and forth over it, and then trees would be planted and grass would quickly cover the area, blending it with the surroundings. All those in the know would be secretly dealt with, leaving no signs, so nobody could find it."

Song Yunuan stamped her foot and said with a smile, "Perhaps it’s buried right under the ground beneath our feet."

Guo Xia looked at the ground under her feet in shock.

She considered herself quite knowledgeable, but this was the first time she had heard such a story.

This was true for Chu Jina and Liu Xiaomin as well.

Parking the carriage there, along the country road, Song Yunuan led them to see the neatly leveled rice fields, now lush and green with excellent growth.

Many people were busy working in the fields.

Then Song Yunuan went to her family’s shepherd’s purse patch.

She told them it was one of the tastiest wild vegetables, called shepherd’s purse.