A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

Uncle Han was clearly quite frightened.

He curled up into a ball, clutching tightly the thing in his arms, which was actually just half a wooden toy.

Lin Yan walked over and squatted down.

"Uncle Han, it's alright now, the bad guys have been chased away."

Uncle Han shuddered and secretly raised his eyelids.

Although he was mentally impaired and couldn't even speak a complete sentence, he was more perceptive than any normal person in the village.

He stared at Lin Yan for several seconds, then looked at the extremely intimidating-looking Hill.

He dared not run or make a sound, but simply huddled even tighter around himself.

They were terrified that if they took a heavy breath or made a mistake, they would be beaten up.

Seeing this, Xier silently turned around, repaired the gap in the dam in the distance, and then walked over with a plastic basket.

"Eat up, have something to eat."

"Sier said softly."

Uncle Han was stunned.

He rubbed his nose with his dirty sleeve.

But he didn't reach out to take it immediately.

He first carefully and slowly reached into the basket.

Throughout the entire process, his eyes never left Lin Yan and Xier's faces.

He was testing the waters.

If either of them showed even the slightest impatience or a look of preparing to tease him, he would immediately shrink back.

Only after confirming that Lin Yan and Xier's eyes held only calm and encouragement did he finally reach for the food.

The crumbs fell on his clothes. He looked down, then looked up and found that no one was angry because he had gotten dirty.

Then he smiled sheepishly.

Just then, footsteps came from afar, staggering and shouting.

"Ah Han! Ah Han!"

Lin Yan looked up and saw an elderly woman in her sixties or seventies.

Upon seeing Uncle Han sitting on the ground, she immediately started yelling and cursing, asking him why he was so disobedient and running around.

Then, while cursing, they helped him up and brushed the mud off his body.

"I told you not to run around, but you wouldn't listen... You fell again? Where does it hurt? Let me see..."

Uncle Han was being patted around by her, but he didn't dodge; he just smiled憨憨地.

"Thank you... thank you all, thank you for helping him."

Lin Yan waved his hand without saying anything.

After exchanging a few words, Lin Yan learned the truth.

This old woman is also a villager. Before the previous boss ran away, he owed the workers money for weeding and spraying pesticides. She was one of the workers who were owed money.

Uncle Han's mind is damaged and he needs someone to take care of him. She's just an old woman, but she's managed to hold on for all these years.

After listening, Lin Yan remained silent for a moment.

He sighed.

He stood up, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a wad of hundred-yuan bills.

"Grandma, take this."

The old woman took a step back and put her hands behind her back.

Lin Yan was stunned for a moment.

"Ah Yan, I know you've made something of yourself, but I'm still working."

She recognized him, her eyes filled with gratitude, but her back remained ramrod straight.

"I still have the strength."

"I heard your street is bustling now. I'll go to the street corner tomorrow and sell some vegetables I grew myself, and roast a few sweet potatoes. That should be enough to support him."

Lin Yan chatted with the old woman for a while longer and then nodded.

"it is good."

On the way back, Lin Yan simply held Xier's hand.

Syl walked beside him, simply keeping him company in silence.

The setting sun cast long shadows of the two people across the ridge of the field.

He originally wanted to take it slow.

The village is so noisy. The insect infestation in the lychee orchard has caused further delays this year. There are messes everywhere, and nothing is finished yet.

He's been getting a headache lately from all the nagging and really wants to just sit back and relax.

……

Forget it.

What's there to slow down about?

Lin Yan took out his phone from his pocket and dialed Lin Jiayao's number.

"Feed?"

Lin Yan got straight to the point.

"I've decided that we'll still send people to remove pests and weeds in the lychee grove this season, and we'll also pave the road surface while we're at it."

"……what?"

Lin Jiayao was a little confused.

"Let's build a fishing spot on that dried-up fishpond next to the lychee grove below the reservoir."

"Then, ask Uncle Han to come and watch the door, and arrange a job for him. And this season, give priority to his mother for pest control and weeding."

There was silence on the other end of the phone. Then Lin Jiayao spoke, his tone filled with confusion.

"Ah Yan, that grove hasn't been treated for pests at all this year, so the disease infestation is probably quite severe. You spent a lot of money to acquire that land, which is practically charity. Weeding and pest control should be done next year, but instead of focusing on building a cold storage facility and finding sales channels to recoup losses, you're throwing money at weeding and pest control to rush this year's lychee harvest? And building a fishing pond too?"

After listening, Lin Yan glanced at Xier.

"fine."

"What does 'it's nothing' mean, Yan-zai!"

"For emergency treatment, we'll follow the normal procedures to remove pests and weeds, apply pesticides, and see how much yield we can get after two months. We'll take whatever yield we can get, without forcing anything."

Lin Yan spoke calmly and unhurriedly.

"Regarding the cold storage facility, we'll continue negotiating the demolition with the surrounding residents. We'll handle both matters simultaneously; they won't conflict."

Lin Jiayao paused for a moment, then asked again in a different way.

"That fishing spot..."

"Let's fix it first."

"...Why?"

"The fishing grounds, along with the lychee groves, will need to be maintained long-term after renovation."

Lin Yan paused for a moment,

He didn't explain it in more detail.

A farmhouse fishing ground with fishponds, lychee groves, and paved roads will become a ready-made supporting facility once the cold storage is built and logistics are running smoothly.

Tourists are drawn here to fish, pick lychees, and buy cold chain products to ship home; this whole process can provide many jobs.

The principle is simple to explain, but if I say it now, Lin Jiayao will probably think I'm just jumping around in circles.

Just do it first.

"...Alright. I'll arrange for someone to go check it out tomorrow. Yanzi, sometimes I really..."

"Thanks. Please let Ye Cheng know that he'll take care of the road work."

"Look at how you're spending your money, is it enough?... I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yan put it back in his pocket.

The setting sun bathed the distant lychee grove in an orange-gold hue.

Plants are incredibly resilient; they just need a breath of fresh air.

……

Gao County Government Service Center.

The air conditioning in the lobby was very strong, but Lin Jiayao was covered in sweat.

He was holding a file folder containing a freshly printed business license.

The two companies have a combined registered capital of 50 million yuan, all of which has been fully paid up.

When I was processing the paperwork at the window, the young female clerk stared at the computer screen with wide eyes, checking it three times before she dared to believe that the man in front of her had really spent 50 million yuan in cash in the countryside.

"Mr. Lin, all your paperwork is complete."

When the clerk handed over the documents, his tone unconsciously carried a hint of respect.

"Thanks."

Lin Jiayao took the document bag, turned around, and walked out of the hall.

After hanging up Lin Yan's call yesterday, he didn't sleep a wink all night.