If you don't consummate the marriage for three years and then marry a successful educated youth

Jiang Lie's face immediately fell, and he grabbed her hand, looking down pitifully, "Wife, I was wrong. I just felt so hot and couldn't sleep. I felt so uncomfortable if I didn't touch you."

"Besides, I didn't wake you up, I just used your hand to help me. I will definitely correct my behavior in the future."

Hmm, I'll be a little gentler next time so my wife doesn't notice. But for now, I still need to act pitiful, otherwise I won't get any meat.

Wen Yao snorted and stomped on his foot: "Alright, stop being so cheeky. Go ask Dad if there's anything he needs you to do. You can also go to the meeting."

"If Dad gets into a fight, you going will ensure Dad doesn't suffer any losses."

"...It won't come to a fight."

Jiang Lie paused, seemingly lost in thought, and said, "If Uncle Liu goes too, a fight might break out. My dear wife, you're so thoughtful. I'll go with Dad."

Wen Yao hummed in agreement: "I heard it from the old ladies chatting. They said that Dad and the head of the Chaoyang Brigade don't get along, but I don't know the specific reason."

"Yes, it's because of my mother. More than 20 years ago, Uncle Liu and my father had a good relationship. Uncle Liu took a liking to my mother and asked a matchmaker to propose marriage, but she was rejected."

Three months later, the matchmaker took my father to meet the woman, and my mother took a liking to her. When Uncle Liu found out about this, he held a grudge and felt that my mother rejected him because of my father.

"But when Uncle Liu proposed to my mother, my father didn't even know her. Uncle Liu didn't believe him, and the two of them argued for many years, fighting every time they met."

Jiang Lie sighed: "That's how it is. At first, my father tried to explain to Uncle Liu, but Uncle Liu wouldn't listen. After a while, the two of them completely fell out."

"We basically don't meet. The only time we do meet is when the commune holds its annual meeting to organize the autumn harvest. We haven't fought in the last two years, but we still argue quite often when we meet."

Wen Yao's eyes flashed with understanding: "So that's how it is. The matchmaker should know the most about what's going on here. That's why she didn't step in to clear up the misunderstanding."

"The matchmaker intervened, but Uncle Liu kicked her out. He's so stubborn that no one can persuade him. My mother said that Uncle Liu feels he's lost face, which is why he keeps making a fuss."

"If we admit that this is a misunderstanding, it would be tantamount to admitting that my mother didn't approve of Uncle Liu. This would be a blow to Uncle Liu's pride, so he's unwilling to admit it."

"They pinned the blame for stealing my mother on my father, which made him feel better. After my father realized what was going on, he stopped explaining, and the two of them started arguing like cats and dogs."

Jiang Lie said in a low voice, "It's enough that you know about this. Don't mention it in front of my father, or he'll get angry."

Wen Yao hummed in agreement, very obediently: "Okay, I understand."

"You go ahead with your work, I need to go feed the locust larvae."

Two days passed in a flash. Jiang Lie rode his bicycle to the commune with the photo and the brigade leader, handing him the envelope: "Dad, go in for the meeting. I'll wait for you in the corridor outside."

"Just call me if you need anything, I'm here."

The captain hummed in agreement and patted his arm: "Okay, sit on the bench in the corridor for a while. This meeting will probably take an hour or two. We'll go eat after the meeting."

"Okay, Dad."

He pushed open the door and went in. Looking at the empty seat, he saw that the person sitting opposite him was none other than Liu Hongbing. He frowned and thought to himself, "Who is so blind as to leave this seat for him?"

He walked over, pulled out a chair, sat down, and without even looking at the person opposite him, took out the notebook, arranged it neatly, and placed the envelope next to the notebook.

When Liu Hongbing saw him coming, his face immediately fell.

Seeing this, Qingzhu Haoren, who was sitting next to him, greeted him with a smile: "Captain Jiang is here. What a coincidence! How's the brigade doing lately? The commune director hasn't come yet, so let's chat."

"Hongbing, you two grew up together as brothers. You don't even say hello when you meet? You're all this age now, don't hold grudges from the past."

"Hmph, Hao Ren, if you're so bored, you can go out and get some fresh air. Don't come here and tell me how to do things, understand?"

Hao Ren felt humiliated, his expression stiffened for a moment, but he quickly recovered and looked at the person opposite him, changing the subject: "Old Jiang, why aren't you saying anything? You don't look too good."

"Is something wrong? Tell us about it."

The captain glanced at the smiling guy opposite him and scoffed inwardly. "A grown man like a gossipy woman, always asking about this and that."

He's annoying to look at, much more annoying than Liu Hongbing. He snorted and said, "Oh, Captain Hao, you're joking. Why don't you tell us about the fight that happened in your brigade last month?"

"I heard you went to stop them and got beaten up. Good heavens, someone as kind as you would actually lay a hand on you. You can even see the bruise around your eye."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at him, their eyes gleaming with gossip: "Captain Hao, you really got beaten up? Why? Tell us what happened."

Hao Ren's smile froze, and he changed the subject: "It's nothing, just a small friction. We, as captains, should broaden our horizons and not take such a small matter to heart."

"Alright, let's all chat. What are you planning to discuss in your meeting? Our brigade wants to build an irrigation canal, but we're short on funds."

"Tch, a little short of money? I'm afraid it's more than a little. Are you trying to get the commune to pay for this meeting? That's going to be difficult."

As the group talked, the captain looked down at his notebook, thinking about what to say later and how to respond appropriately if someone objected.

Well, the main point is to make the director realize that this matter is really serious, much more serious than that water ditch repair.

The door creaked open, and the middle-aged man walked in and sat down in the main seat.

Shen Zhongtian glanced at everyone and smiled, "Hello everyone, I've called you all here today mainly to discuss the autumn harvest arrangements in less than two months."

"If you encounter any difficulties, speak up and we'll discuss and solve them together. Don't let it drag on and delay the autumn harvest, which is of utmost importance."

"It's about how we get through winter. If something goes wrong, the cold winter will be hard to endure."

Everyone nodded: "Yes, Director Shen."

One by one, the team leaders began to speak. The battalion commander raised his hand: "Director Shen, I have something important to say. May I go first? It's very serious."

"Oh, what's wrong? Did something go wrong with the autumn harvest arrangements? Your brigade is short of strong laborers, but..."

The captain shook his head slightly: "Director, it's not a problem of manpower allocation for able-bodied workers, it's a problem of locust plague."

These words were like a thunderclap out of nowhere; the discussion immediately ceased, and everyone looked over, their faces full of confusion: "Old Jiang, what are you talking about? We don't understand at all."