I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 450: A Completely Different Husband

Chapter 450: Chapter 450: A Completely Different Husband

Qiao Qingyu also knew it was hard to explain briefly, but she still said, "It really has an irreplaceable role. If we cut down all the trees and turn them into farmland, this place will soon become like the Northwest Desert..."

Although it was somewhat premature to talk about environmental protection when they hadn’t even had enough to eat, since it was brought up, they couldn’t help but consider ecology and the environment.

Especially Uncle Sun’s ideas couldn’t go on.

Because now he was the head of the Harvest Commune, officially in charge of the entire commune. If he really had such thoughts, and with higher-ups supporting him, then unfortunately, the nearby forests might all be cut down.

According to him, they could make money and additionally create plenty of agricultural land. Wouldn’t that be killing two birds with one stone?

"Uncle, Uncle Qiao, before I left I researched a lot. Isn’t the reason for the severe desertification in Xichuan because there are no forests? Why now are they planting grass and trees? Isn’t that just repairing the damage to the environment after the fact..."

Having said that, both men understood.

Uncle Sun remembered what his old father had told him. In the fifties, in the Harvest Commune area, there were clusters of wild chickens on the mountains and many birds in the forests, but now, what can you see other than sparrows?

Even for sparrows, to be honest, they are fewer than before.

It’s said that in ancient times, during the spring which is the breeding season for birds, hunting was not allowed.

He didn’t know if this was true, but it made sense at this moment.

His niece was doing exactly that in Xichuan—planting trees and grass.

If it were useless, why would people bother?

Uncle Sun quickly nodded, "Qingyu, you are right. Let’s discuss this thoroughly in tomorrow’s meeting. There are a few villages planning to cut down forests to grow medicinal herbs."

Hejia Village was also managed by Qiao Zhiyuan, and Uncle Qiao spoke to Uncle Sun, "Currently these ponds are enough. Even if there’s a flood, it won’t happen every year. I need to tell these people not to think about digging more ponds..."

Though he said this, frankly speaking, not everyone has a long-term vision, and many opposed Uncle Sun’s statement in the meeting.

Including those from Hejia Village.

Quite a few villagers started arguing with Qiao Zhiyuan directly. Now, Hejia Village really was not as well off as Qiao Family Team. Previously, they were equally poor, but now Hejia Village was under someone else’s management. Although there wasn’t much discontent, it still wasn’t pleasant.

This spring, they had dug many fishponds, and seeing the fish inside grow larger day by day, it was clear that by autumn, when the fishponds would be harvested, they would bring in a lot of money.

Thus, some people wanted to set up their own fishponds too. By then, they could raise and sell the fish themselves. Although the seasons were distinct and winter was long, from spring to autumn, it was enough time for the fish to grow, and the fish were easy to feed, some even ate chicken manure.

Just think, besides providing water, what costs are there? And there were technicians in charge of guidance.

But at the meeting, when they said no more ponds should be added, they meant it. They said the current number was sufficient and that trees in the forests shouldn’t be arbitrarily cut down. How could that be acceptable? People needed wood to make furniture when their sons got married...

Nevertheless, Uncle Sun and Qiao Zhiyuan stood their ground amidst the heated arguments, mainly because they respected what Qiao Qingyu had said.

Since Qiao Qingyu had said so, there must be a reason for it; otherwise, why would she say it? So far, she hadn’t done anything pointless.

Qiao Qingyu felt the same, but who would have thought that Lin Wen’s wife would come knocking that evening?

She didn’t look too good and wanted to see Qiao Qingyu, not wanting to talk inside the house. Qingyu thought for a moment, then took Brother Shengbao’s big fan and went outside.

It wasn’t dark yet, but there were quite a few mosquitoes around.

Lin Wen’s wife was named Yulan. Although her name was rather elegant, she had a very domineering temperament.

Actually, before Lin Wen returned to the city, Yulan was a rather gentle young wife. It was probably Lin Wen’s heartlessness that had provoked her, leading to some changes in her character. Nevertheless, she still had a good relationship with Lin Wen; it was just unclear why Sister-in-law Yulan sought her out.

Qiao Qingyu did not ask but leisurely walked with her to the other side of the wall, looked at Yulan, and smiled, "Sister-in-law, have you eaten yet, or not? Your complexion doesn’t look too good. Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

Yulan clenched her fists, waved away the swarming mosquitoes and midges, glanced in the direction of the village entrance, and bit her lip, "Qingyu, it’s not that I’m narrow-minded because I have long hair. I just feel that if things keep going this way, something bad will happen to this village..."

"Oh, Sister-in-law Yulan, what might happen? What exactly is going on?" Qiao Qingyu, who had been lazily leaning against the wall, suddenly stood upright.

The Qiao Family Team was at a crucial moment of development, and she truly hoped that nothing adverse would happen.

"What’s wrong? I know you mean well, but you’ve gone to great lengths to set up a seed-breeding laboratory for the village and then recruited so many interns. They’re all university students with quite a few young and pretty girls among them. What use do they have here if not to steal our husbands?"

"Sister-in-law Yulan, you can’t just say things like that," Qiao Qingyu frowned, looking at the indignant woman before her. "If you have any evidence, you can give it to me, sister, don’t worry. As long as it’s true, I will definitely not take sides. I will help you get justice, no matter who it is!"

Sister-in-law Yulan bit her lip; to be honest, what evidence could she provide? There was none.

But she just felt discontented inside.

She had visited the laboratory once, standing at the entrance too afraid to go in. The place was spotlessly clean, and she saw her husband in a white lab coat and glasses, accompanied by a young man and two beautiful female university students, all there as interns from Agricultural University and other universities.

Apparently, like Lin Wen, they were all city people.

There, she saw a husband who was starkly different.

It was then that she realized even though her husband stayed in the village, he still seemed aloof and above everyone else.

While she spoke, Sister-in-law Yulan started to cry, "Qingyu, my family is like a clay doll, barely touched and already shattered. I painstakingly put the pieces back together and glued them anew. I just don’t want my two children to grow up without a father..."

Listening, Qiao Qingyu felt a pang of discomfort.

Lin Wen’s ruthlessness still lingered in Sister-in-law Yulan’s mind.

Yet, in those years, such issues were not uncommon.