Chapter 428 - Chapter 428: Chapter 415: Looking for Someone (1/2)

Chapter 428: Chapter 415: Looking for Someone

All thanks to the soybeans.

They planted the soybeans that Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Jingye had introduced during the autumn sowing season. By harvest time, they realized that not only were the harvested beans larger and rounder, but also the yield per acre had increased by a full half compared to last year’s harvest. For those who managed their fields meticulously, the yield had increased by more than half.

Spend the same amount of time farming and earn half more money – if that wasn’t a cause for celebration, what was?

Therefore, every villager was beaming with joy, their spirits extraordinarily high.

Especially those who were initially hesitant about whether to plant or not, but after Zhuang Ruman’s door-to-door explanation, they decisively chose to plant these beans. Now, they understood one thing more clearly than ever.

They needed to keep away from those with black hearts and plague-like tendencies, and be closer to people like Zhuang Qingning, who were like the God of Wealth. That way, they could surely live better lives!

Zhuang Jingye was probably the happiest person in the entire village, without a doubt.

Everyone in the village, including him, had gained a lot from planting these beans. His status within the village was also elevated as a result of this endeavor.

The people from neighbouring villages had also begun to regard him, the village chief, in a new light when they heard about this. Now, he had gained respect and recognition.

In fact, these past few days, Zhuang Jingye would strut around, walking with a spring in his step, humming a little tune to himself, head bobbing along with the rhythm of the music.

However, even in the throes of joy, Zhuang Jingye was well aware that his current status was largely due to Zhuang Qingning. Therefore, he made a special trip home to collect some dates, water radishes, and sweet pumpkins to deliver to Zhuang Qingning’s household.

However, before he reached Zhuang Qingning’s house, a young man appeared out of nowhere, looking around curiously.

Zhuang Jingye didn’t recognize the unfamiliar face and promptly became alert, “Where are you from and what are you here for?”

“Sir,” the young man greeted, making a fist and palm salute, “I hope I’m not intruding. May I ask if this is Enji Village?”

“That it is, are you looking for someone?”

People coming to find their relatives was not an uncommon occurrence.

The young man nodded, “I was wondering if there was a middle-aged couple surnamed Hua who had taken refuge here a few years ago? The wife is partially blind in one eye, isn’t she?”

“You’re looking for Butcher Hua?” Zhuang Jingye returned the question.

Enji Village is not a wealthy village, and there’s not much in the vicinity worth noting. Since Zhuang Jingye had become the village chief, apart from Butcher Hua and his granddaughter Zhou Daya, no outsiders had come to take refuge in the village.

If he’s asking about a middle-aged couple, then he must surely be referring to Butcher Hua.

“That’s right.” The young man’s face lit up suddenly, “Yes, I came to find Butcher Hua.”