I Got Rich in Period Fiction
Chapter 465

Chapter 465: Chapter 465

At the Agricultural Base, Huang Ling clutched the gold ring tightly in her hand, her heart devoid of much joy from regaining what she had lost.

At this moment, she also had some regrets.

After Tian Li’s accident, she had been happy for a while, and then Mr. Zhao sought her out several times, each time sincerely begging for her forgiveness. He wanted to remarry her, but there was no way she could agree to that. She hated that household, detested Old Lady Zhao, and loathed his rural relatives; how could she possibly go back to that hellhole?

But perhaps people are masochistic by nature; when attending a wedding, one’s heart just isn’t content.

But what of it?

Or perhaps it’s true that the world is unfair between men and women. After a divorce, men can find unmarried young ladies, but once a woman is divorced, trying to find a younger man is extremely difficult.

Huang Ling gripped her hand tightly and strode towards her dormitory.

The past is the past; whoever loves that hellhole can jump into it. After all, for a girl like Li Bo, Mr. Zhao was actually a good match.

...

After the National Day holiday, the autumn harvest came to a complete end.

As the first snowfall of the year descended, this year’s financial report of the Agricultural Base was also released - a report that Fang Xiaomei and the finance department had stayed overtime for a week to create.

The Agricultural Base had a profit of 1.98 million yuan this year, and Qiao Qingyu, according to the contract she had signed at the beginning, was entitled to 300,000 yuan.

Currently, the entire sum had not yet arrived.

How much money she made was something He Xiuyu never inquired about. However, after the remaining funds arrived, they were quickly transferred by Old Wei, that is, they were embezzled, reportedly invested in scientific research.

They would be transferred back once the funding had been received.

The first snowfall generally doesn’t last long, but the air seemed to grow much colder.

Snow had already fallen in the North as well, but the river had not frozen over yet.

However, the autumn harvest in both places occurred almost simultaneously.

For the Qiao Family Team, this year’s results weren’t much different from what had been anticipated.

But for the Qiao Family Team, the grain making it to the granaries was just the beginning. Right now, the busiest place was the seed breeding lab, which was literally alight all the time, with people working overtime around the clock.

They needed to select the highest quality seeds to store in the temperature-controlled seed warehouse, waiting quietly for next spring, with the remainder being this year’s surplus grain.

But because the seed quality reached 85%, there was only 15% surplus, which was no problem, as the county would allocate grain from other communes for them.

Of course, because their operation was similar to that of state-owned farms, although they were still classified as agricultural households, they had two sources of surplus: one part from the dividends after leasing out their land, and the other from wages as workers at the seed breeding base.

Last year the difference wasn’t as evident, but this year, despite having faced disasters, the rice unexpectedly had a bumper harvest, so the change was conspicuous — and it was substantial.

It was preliminarily estimated that the average annual income of members of the Qiao Family Team and Hejia Village had reached more than eight hundred yuan.

This was already higher than the salary of an old worker in the city who had worked for thirty years.

Upon hearing this news, there were people who, in the excitement, began to twist and turn in front of the team office.

Some old men imitated the tune of the suona.

Di la da di da da di di da da di da da ...

Many people were happily twisting, swaying rhythmically, laughing and chuckling; it had been many years since they had felt this joyous, so everyone was truly excited.

Suddenly, not far away, someone shouted loudly, "It’s bad, it’s bad, Qiao Ye from the Qiao Family has fallen into the river..."

The members of the community, still immersed in happiness and joy, froze when they heard such cries.

"Qiao Ye has fallen into the river?"

My goodness, this was serious trouble.

What time was it now, with snow already falling? Although the river had not frozen over, the water was ice cold and biting. What good could come from falling into it?

The Qiao Family couldn’t care less about asking what had happened. Qiao Zhiyuan, leading Qiao Ye’s father, dashed towards the riverbank.

The distance from the team headquarters to the river was not far but neither was it near, and these people really ran fast. Qiao Zhiyuan and Qiao Ye’s father didn’t even have time to wonder about the intentions of the person who brought the news.

Why hadn’t he immediately thought of pulling the person out? And after falling in, what then? Dead or alive, they knew nothing.

There was no time to think about these details; they had already reached the riverside, only to see Qi Feng lying on top of Qiao Ye, pressing on her chest, and blowing air into her mouth.

The crowd that followed behind let out a collective gasp, and then their eyes widened in shock.

Lin Wen, who happened to be at the scene, quickly shouted to the people behind him, "Everyone, do not disturb; Qi Feng is performing emergency CPR on Qiao Ye."

Then they heard a cough. Qiao Ye spat out a good amount of water and turned over, coughing incessantly.

Then Qiao Feng wiped his face, seeming to collapse from exhaustion as he sat down on the riverbank.

He was drenched from head to toe, which made him look particularly disheveled. He had taken off the cotton-padded jacket he wore outside, but his thick woolen sweater was still dripping water.

By that time, Qiao Liangbao and his wife had already rushed over, as did Qiao Cui and Qiao Hua. They tried to help her up, but couldn’t. Liangbao’s wife was crying loudly, and Liangbao himself was at a loss. An angered Qiao Zhiyuan shouted loudly, "Why are you not hurrying up to carry the child to the clinic for Dr. Jiang to examine?" He then directed the community members, "Don’t just stand there dumbfounded; take care of Qi Feng, quickly."

Then everyone snapped to action, and some people stepped forward to support Qi Feng.

The suggestions flew in from all sides...

"Hurry and take them to the health clinic; if that’s not enough, we’ll go to the county hospital."

"The water is ice cold and cutting; hurry up, we can’t let these two kids suffer any lasting harm."

But in a corner, a few women whispered among themselves, "All this hugging and holding, how is this called saving someone? Can a rescue involve hugging and holding? I haven’t seen Dr. Jiang do this."

"What nonsense are you spouting? If Dr. Jiang did that, it would benefit those old men."

"Keep your voice down, this is the Qiao Family’s business, don’t get involved for no reason. And what about Dr. Jiang, she hasn’t offended you, why slander her?"

Then came a roar, "You few old biddies shut your mouths. If you dare to gossip again, I’ll cut out your tongues."

The few old biddies turned pale; they had been at the back of the crowd and hadn’t expected to be overheard. Though they wanted to retort, the two old women who had been gossiping with Zhang Lihua quickly slipped away.

Several people glared at Zhang Lihua, who had been the most unpleasant speaker.

It was she who had started the conversation.

Her husband was Limp Wang, who had trouble with his legs and hadn’t come along. Niu Guili looked coldly at Zhang Lihua. "Did you eat shit or drink piss? Are you still human or are you a beast? Everyone else is busy rescuing people, and you’re busy gossiping. So if you were to fall into the river, you might as well just drown..."

Zhang Lihua, "You..."

"Shut up, you beast without a shred of humanity. How did our Wang Family end up with a daughter-in-law like you? Hurry up and roll back home; don’t be an embarrassment here..."

This was Limp Wang’s old mother, who, seeing the tide turning against her daughter-in-law, quickly scolded.

Niu Guili ignored her and hustled the others along.

The others looked at Zhang Lihua with disdain.