RYEY -Chapter 511 Unexpected News

Chen Xiaoniu also linked arms with Chen Weidang as they walked in. Chen Weidang glanced at Wang Zai and silently thought, Li Huan is Li Huan—he doesn’t even need a dog to guard the gate.

“Qiao, your farm is huge! Walking around every day, your legs will get worn out.”

“Mom, how could my second sister-in-law make you walk so far? Look, this warehouse has all sorts of vehicles—bicycles, tricycles, and even a motorcycle.”

“A motorcycle? Where did it come from?”

“It was brought by Cheng Qiao’s uncle. It’s a three-wheeler. I even rode it a couple of days ago—it was thrilling.”

Chen Weidang was intrigued. He had ridden bicycles, pulled carts, and sat in trucks, but never a motorcycle. He had to try it.

“Uncle Chen, Xiao Dan can drive the three-wheeled motorcycle; he can teach you. The keys are hanging on the wall.”

“Alright, I’ll listen to you.”

The group gradually walked into the central courtyard of the farm. Seeing the exquisite courtyard, Cuihua exclaimed excitedly:

“Qiao, your house is so beautiful! Oh my, this work looks familiar… let me think… Ah, it’s Mr. Niu’s work.”

“Mom, I forgot to tell you. Uncle Niu is very happy now; he found his biological son. Do you know who his real son is?”

“Don’t tease me—just tell me!”

“Mom, take a guess—think along my lines.”

“Could it be Xiao Dan? Could he be your Uncle Niu’s father? No, that doesn’t add up.”

“It’s Xiao Dan’s elder brother. He got separated years ago, lost his memory, and was saved by my father-in-law and mother-in-law. Isn’t that remarkable?”

Chen Weidang exhaled slowly. The world was so big that once a child is lost, they can’t be found—but also so small that even from far away, father and son can be reunited.

“So your Uncle Niu is working here. You little girl! How could you keep such an important thing from your mom?”

Chen Xiaoniu stuck out her tongue. She had been so busy recently that she truly forgot.

“Aunt Cuihua, Uncle Chen, here are the rooms I prepared for you. If you’re unfamiliar, ask Xiaoniu. Lele is pregnant now, and Xiaoniu is managing the small store.”

Cheng Qiao gave a thumbs-up. Cuihua was delighted—her pampered daughter had finally grown up. If Ermao married soon and gave her a big, healthy grandson, her life would be complete.

“Qiao, why are the rooms so big? Switch to smaller ones. It’s just the two of us; we don’t need such large rooms.”

“Mom, don’t trouble my second sister-in-law. All the rooms here are big; her own room is just as large.”

“Alright then, old man, let’s put down our luggage and check out the farm.”

Everyone took out bicycles and began touring the farm. The whole farm was enclosed by high walls, with a water-filled ditch near the base.

On the sunny side lay a large lawn, where many sheep grazed. A few boys around eleven or twelve years old held whips made of branches to herd the sheep.

Passing this area, they saw a row of low white buildings—undoubtedly pigsties. Chen Weidang hurried over and peered inside.

The large pigsty was divided into sections, each housing a fat pig. Roughly estimated, there were at least a hundred pigs.

Further ahead were the cattle sheds, arranged in two rows, with bulls and cows facing each other.

“Uncle Chen, the cows give milk. Every day, someone comes to collect it. You just need to keep a record.”

“Yes, this production chain is well set up.”

Chen Weidang became happier and more confident. He originally came to help his daughter, but now, fresh off the train, he was helping Cheng Qiao manage the farm.

“Uncle Chen, Aunt Cuihua, Li Huan and I will be in the capital for a while starting tomorrow, so I’m entrusting everything here to you.”

“It’s fine to entrust it to us, but we still need to return to Xiangyang Village, you see…”

Cuihua hurriedly explained. She wasn’t unwilling to help Cheng Qiao, but with an unruly son at home, she felt her task wasn’t complete until Ermao married.

Cheng Qiao nodded. Everyone eventually returns home. Not only Chen Weidang and his wife, but even Uncle Niu sometimes gazed blankly at the clouds, missing his hometown.

“I understand. This trip to the capital will last half a month at the shortest, a month at the longest. It’ll be hard on you during this time. Call me if anything happens. Here’s my master’s home number.”

Cuihua quickly took it. She knew how to make calls—just go to the post office—but still felt the need to warn them.

“Qiao, I’m willing to watch over the farm, but if something goes wrong, you can’t blame us.”

Cheng Qiao nodded repeatedly. Chen Weidang suddenly smiled, took out his tobacco pipe, tapped his shoe, and slowly began speaking.

“Cheng Qiao, as long as you trust me, I’ll take responsibility.”

“Thank you, Uncle Chen…”

When Cuihua heard her husband speak, she fell silent. Suddenly remembering something, she grabbed Cheng Qiao’s hand, glanced nervously around, and leaned close to her ear to whisper a few words.

Cheng Qiao froze for a moment and then looked up at Chen Weidang. Of course, Chen Weidang knew what Cuihua was saying and nodded slightly. This matter was no longer a secret in Xiangyang Village.

“What’s wrong, Mom? What are you telling Cheng Qiao? So mysterious.”

“Nothing.”

Chen Xiaoniu pouted, not worried at all that Cuihua wouldn’t tell her. Cheng Qiao, her mind full, moved quickly to have Xiaoniu gather the farm staff—she wanted to introduce Cuihua and Chen Weidang to them.

“Where’s Huanzai?”

Cuihua returned to her room and realized she had been here for almost four or five hours and hadn’t seen Li Huan come out.

“Li Huan went to buy train tickets and also needs to get food and drinks for the trip.”

“Oh, makes sense. Otherwise, you can tell me where the kitchen is, and I can make some food for the journey too.”

“No need. You and Uncle Chen can go wash up in the bathhouse. You must be tired from traveling by train. You need a good rest. Dinner can be made yourself—everything is in the kitchen—or you can have Xiaoniu take you to the garrison canteen.”

“No, we just arrived today. We need to pay respects to the in-laws. Oh, old man, take out the gifts for the in-laws, and the ones for Cheng Qiao and the others as well.”

Cheng Qiao shook her head with a smile. Traveling so far with big bags was exhausting. Luckily, Uncle Chen and Aunt Cuihua were both very strong.

After Li Huan returned, he went to the train station again. He had bought a direct ticket to the capital, but Cheng Qiao said there had been trouble at her hometown, so they would stop in Chuncheng first and pick up Li Ming andMother Li.

“Qiao, what exactly happened?”

Li Huan had finally changed the train tickets and rushed home. Cheng Qiao told him exactly what Cuihua had said. Li Huan went silent—this news was shocking.