In the courtyard, everyone is afraid of the little boy who is so smart!

He sighed slightly, nodded gently, and said:

"Well, now that you've said that, I can't refuse anymore. I'm going to go change my clothes now. Please wait for me for a moment. I'll be there soon."

After saying that, Zhao Shuzhuo turned around and slowly walked into the house, his figure gradually disappearing behind the door.

A moment later, Zhao Shuzhuo seemed to be refreshed and strode out of the house in high spirits.

He was wearing a Zhongshan suit. Although the dark grey fabric was not new, it exuded a simple and solemn atmosphere.

Looking closely, there are still some tiny wrinkles on the clothes. It is not difficult to imagine that this piece of clothing has been silent in the closet for a long time and is rarely worn on weekdays.

At this moment, Wang Jianguo's attention was instantly attracted by Zhao Shuzhuo. His eyes were full of surprise and admiration, and he couldn't help but praise him repeatedly:

"Brother Zhao, the saying 'clothes make the man' really applies! Look, once you put on this Zhongshan suit, your whole temperament is immediately different."

"He looks particularly energetic. His spirit and vigor are immediately apparent. He is simply full of life!"

When Zhao Shuzhuo heard Wang Jianguo's praise, a faint blush appeared on his face, and he said with a slightly embarrassed smile:

"Hey, Jianguo, please don't laugh at me. This is the only nice piece of clothing I can show off, and I usually don't wear it."

"The last time I wore it was when I was elected as the leader of the production team and wore a big red flower. I don't know if it's appropriate to wear it to propose marriage now?"

Cheng Erhua came forward quickly, his eyes sparkling with excitement and said:

"Captain, this is not a question of whether it is appropriate or not. It is absolutely perfect! I have never seen you wearing this kind of clothes in my life."

"I feel more stylish in this outfit than the cadres in the movies!"

Zhao Shuzhuo was amused by Cheng Erhua and laughed out loud. He gently raised his hand, patted Cheng Erhua on the head with a bit of intimacy and anger, and said:

"You are such a chatterbox. Well, let's stop wasting time here and get going. Don't miss out on important things."

As soon as the words came out, the three of them stepped out of the door in a mighty manner, full of expectation and confidence.

They sat steadily on the ox cart. Cheng Erhua waved the whip in his hand skillfully. With the crisp sound of the whip and the low mooing of the ox, the ox cart started slowly.

They drove steadily along the winding road towards Dali Village. Along the way, the sun shone on them, as if silently blessing them for this important journey.

The roads in the countryside were bumpy, covered with gravel and ruts. The ox carts moved slowly forward on the road, shaking and bumping all the way.

The body of the car swayed from side to side with the rise and fall of the cow's hooves, like a small boat struggling to sail on a choppy dirt road.

Everyone sat on the ox cart, their bodies swaying involuntarily to the rhythm. Although they were tired, their eyes were filled with anticipation for what was to come.

After a long and arduous journey, they finally arrived at Dali Village. The village before them exuded a simple and peaceful atmosphere.

Since the three had never been here before, they were completely unfamiliar with the layout and environment here. They stopped at the entrance of the village.

Wang Jianguo jumped out of the car first and stretched his sore body. Then Cheng Erhua and Zhao Shuzhuo also got out of the car.

The three looked around and saw several villagers gathered at the entrance of the village chatting, so Wang Jianguo walked forward.

With a kind smile on his face, he politely asked them where Wang Jiqing lived.

The villagers responded enthusiastically, raised their hands and pointed in a direction of the village, and described the path in detail.

After thanking the villagers gratefully, the three men carefully tied the ox cart under a big tree at the entrance of the village.

The tree had a thick trunk and lush branches and leaves, like a natural giant umbrella, providing shade for the ox cart.

Then, they tidied their clothes and walked towards Wang Jiqing's house with a slightly nervous mood.

Soon, they arrived at the door of Wang Jiqing's house, but saw that the door was half-open but not closed.

In the yard, a middle-aged woman was bent over, busy in the vegetable garden.

The kettle in my hand sprinkled out fine water droplets, which sparkled with crystal light under the sunlight and nourished the vegetables in the garden.

Seeing this, the few people did not rashly walk into the yard, but stood politely at the gate of the yard.

Zhao Shuzhuo took a step forward, cleared his throat, and spoke to the woman first:

"Hello, Auntie. Is this the home of Village Chief Wang Jiqing?"

His voice was gentle and humble, and his eyes held a hint of expectation and respect.

In that small but vibrant farmyard, the middle-aged woman was called Zhao Xiu'e, and she was Wang Jiqing's wife.

She was wearing a faded blue shirt, her hair was tied neatly behind her head, a few strands of hair were soaked with sweat and stuck to both sides of her cheeks.

At that time, she was concentrating on the work in her hands, watering the fresh vegetables in the vegetable garden.

She was immersed in her work when she was suddenly disturbed by a strange voice. She was slightly startled, then stopped what she was doing and slowly raised her head.

Looking over the low courtyard wall covered with vines, I saw three tall young men standing quietly at the door of their house.

Although their faces seemed a little unfamiliar, their energetic appearance could not be ignored.

Zhao Xiu'e gently placed the kettle on the vegetable field beside her and wiped her hands repeatedly on the apron tied in front of her.

The apron was stained with dirt and water, but it could not hide the rustic aura she exuded.

She walked out of the vegetable garden at a leisurely pace, with a hint of doubt and curiosity in her eyes, and asked softly:

"This is Wang Jiqing's house. Who are you?"

Her voice was clear and gentle, echoing in this quiet courtyard like a gentle breeze.

Zhao Shuzhuo had a smile on his face as warm as the sun. He took a step forward, bowed, and said politely and respectfully:

"Hello, Auntie. We are from Jianye Village. My name is Zhao Shuzhuo, and I am the team leader of our Jianye Farm production team."

"I came here today because I have something to discuss with Village Chief Wang."

His eyes were sincere and firm, and his words showed how seriously he attached to this visit.

Zhao Xiu'e was delighted when she heard that they were from Jianye Village, especially when she mentioned the Jianye Farm which was about to open.

His eyes suddenly lit up brightly, and the doubt on his face instantly disappeared, replaced by a warm and friendly smile.

She walked quickly towards the door, saying:

"Oh, but what about that famous Jianye Farm that's going to open a supply and marketing cooperative? I've heard a lot about it!"

"What a coincidence! My niece has been lucky enough to become an employee of your supply and marketing cooperative. She is just waiting to start working there after the business opens."

"You have come all this way, come in, come in, don't stand at the door."

Her enthusiasm seemed to light up this small courtyard, making people truly feel her hospitality and generosity.