With three superpowers at his fingertips, he could dominate the 1970s.

Jiang Zhiyu bought a train ticket to the Northeast from Kyoto.

The journey was smooth and uneventful, and we arrived in An County without any major incidents.

When I got off at the train station, it was almost dawn. The eastern horizon was tinged with the pale light of dawn, and the morning breeze carried the unique dampness and grassy scent of the black earth.

Jiang Zhiyu took a deep breath.

The air here feels more reassuring.

She found a breakfast stall near the train station, ordered a bowl of porridge, two steamed buns, and a dish of pickled vegetables, and while eating, she thought—what should she give to the villagers?

In those days, the most valuable and practical item in the village was probably the tractor.

She had the most advanced tractors she'd ever bought from the US, but—considering the current state of Kaoshantun, those things were too conspicuous. Leaving aside whether the villagers could drive them, just their design and performance were practically announcing to the world, "I have imported goods."

Not suitable.

She browsed through her online space and found a batch of old tractors that had been phased out by the Chinese government when it was purchasing goods for the country. Domestic technology wasn't mature enough, so they had to start with what others had discarded—but even so, they were still much better than what they currently produce domestically.

Jiang Zhiyu chose a green, single-cylinder, hand-cranked tractor with only forty horsepower.

While not the most advanced, this tractor is superior to most domestically produced tractors—it starts easily, is robust and durable, and has low fuel consumption. Moreover, its appearance is not significantly different from domestic models, so it won't stand out too much.

My parents are also leaving soon. The villagers helped out by giving them a tractor as a token of their appreciation.

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After finishing her meal, she found a secluded corner, made sure no one was around, and then teleported to the town.

Then, they released the tractor at the edge of town and loaded all the supplies that Grandpa Song had purchased onto the truck bed, filling it to the brim.

There weren't many people in the town in the early morning; only a few elderly people were heating their kang (a traditional heated brick bed) on the street.

Jiang Zhiyu drove the tractor, churning and churning, toward Kaoshantun.

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Kaoshantun is currently bathed in the morning light.

Sparse wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys of each household. Women were busy preparing breakfast at the stove, while men squatted in the yard smoking pipes, waiting for the work bell to ring.

Everything is the same as usual.

suddenly--

"Put-put ...

A deep, powerful rumble came from outside the village, growing louder and louder as it approached.

The sound of a tractor!

Tractors were not common in those days. Only the wealthiest village in the entire town had one, and it was allocated by the commune. The people of Kaoshantun had only seen them from afar when they went to the market, and never imagined that such a thing could be driven into their village.

Playful children are always the first to get up.

Upon hearing the commotion, they dashed out of the village.

Leading the pack was Jinbao, the village chief's grandson. The boy was chubby and had a famously loud voice. He led a group of kids, running incredibly fast, kicking up clouds of dust.

When Jinbao ran outside the village, he saw a green tractor chugging towards their village.

The tractor looked particularly majestic in the morning light, with wisps of smoke rising from its front, and its sound carried far across the quiet fields.

Jinbao's eyes lit up immediately, and he excitedly led the children forward.

When he ran closer—

The person driving the tractor was none other than his beloved Sister Jiang!

Jinbao's face flushed with joy, and he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Sister Jiang! Sister Jiang!"

Several children blocked the middle of the road, stopping the tractor.

Jiang Zhiyu turned off the engine, jumped out of the driver's seat, took out a handful of candy from her pocket, and gave a handful to each of the children.

This thrilled the little ones—candy! Candy was so precious these days!

Jinbao, being very clever, grabbed a handful of candy and ran off towards the village.

Jiang Zhiyu was about to stop him—but never mind, he'd already vanished.

She shook her head, somewhat amused.

The remaining little radish heads saw Jinbao run away and followed him into the village.

Jiang Zhiyu had no choice but to start the tractor again and drive it to the place where the brigade leader usually held meetings.

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Jinbao ran faster than a rabbit, shouting at the top of his lungs as he ran:

"Sister Jiang is back in a tractor! Sister Jiang is back in a tractor!"

The little radish kids behind them didn't know exactly what it meant, but they just followed along and shouted it:

"Tractor! Tractor!"

This voice is more effective than a clock for starting work.

The women who were making breakfast peeked out from in front of the stove, and the men hurriedly slipped on their old cloth shoes, not even bothering to hook the heels up before running out—what had happened?

When the villagers arrived at the threshing ground, they saw a brand-new green tractor parked quietly there.

Sunlight shone on the vehicle, making the green paint gleam, and the truck bed was piled high with bags and packages.

Jiang Zhiyu picked up her packages one by one and headed towards her home.

The villagers, young and old, were left standing around the tractor, marveling at its magnificence.

"Wow, this tractor looks brand new!"

"It's even better looking than the one in town!"

"What was in that truck bed just now?"

"Feel this paint—it's so slippery!"

Captain Chen squeezed into the crowd, feeling both excited and apprehensive.

He remembered what Jiang Zhiyu had told him before she left—"Captain, when I come back, I'll give you a surprise."

This... is the surprise she was talking about?

This isn't a surprise, it's a surprise mixed with a shock!

He went to the richest village in town to see their tractors, and none of them looked as good as this one! Besides, this thing looks brand new, not like a used one.

How much would that cost?

Captain Chen was overjoyed; he couldn't wait to rush to Jiang Zhiyu's house and get to the bottom of things.

And what about Jiang Zhiyu?

He was incredibly carefree; he simply left the tractor at the threshing ground and went home first.

This really worried the villagers, young and old – you better give us an answer! What's wrong with this tractor?

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Captain Chen couldn't sit still any longer and jogged all the way to Jiang Zhiyu's house.

Jiang Zhiyu had just arrived home.

The parents were holding their bowls, ready to eat, when they saw Jiang Zhiyu push the door open and enter. They were both stunned at the same time, and then immediately stood up in surprise.

"Yuyu! You're finally back!" Su Wanqing rushed over, pulling her daughter up and down. "You must be starving on the way! Come and eat!"

As she spoke, she ran to the kitchen and brought out another bowl of porridge and a small dish of vegetables.

Jiang Zhiyu quickly declined, "Mom, I've already eaten in town. I really can't eat anymore. You and Dad should eat quickly, you probably have to go to work soon, right?"

Jiang Boxun looked at his daughter, his eyes filled with relief. The girl had lost some weight, but she was in good spirits, and her eyes were brighter than before he left.

Before the family of three could exchange more than a few words, hurried footsteps sounded at the door.

Captain Chen pushed the door open and came in.

He saw Jiang Zhiyu, took a couple of breaths, and asked somewhat uncertainly:

"Young Jiang, that big machine in the threshing ground... did you drive it back?"

Jiang Zhiyu nodded and responded.

Then she turned around and went into the house, took out some pastries and Beijing specialties from the gifts given by Grandpa Song, and stuffed them all into Captain Chen's hands.

"Captain, take this home and let your aunties and sisters-in-law have a taste."

Captain Chen quickly declined, "No, no, no! I'm asking you about the tractor! It's like I'm coming to your house to ask for something—"

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Zhiyu had already pressed the item directly into his hand.

"You got a share anyway, so take it."

Captain Chen, holding the pastries, still asked uncertainly, "That tractor... you brought it back to prepare for...?"

He didn't dare confirm the thought in his mind—it was too idealistic, he dared not think about it.

Jiang Zhiyu looked at his expression with amusement and nodded:

"Yes, it's for the villagers."

Captain Chen was so excited that he kept slapping his thigh.

"Oh my! Little Jiang, the educated youth! I thought you were talking about some kind of surprise! You've given our village such a big surprise! What am I supposed to say?!"

As he spoke, his eyes reddened.

He knew all too well what this tractor meant—with this thing, how much manpower could be saved in spring plowing and autumn harvesting? How many acres of land could be plowed ahead of time? How many times could the village's efficiency be increased?

This is not just a surprise, it's an immense favor!

Holding the pastries, he excitedly turned and ran towards the door, but after a couple of steps he turned back, opened his mouth as if to say something, but couldn't utter a word, finally managing only to squeeze out:

"You...you rest first! I'll have someone send some groceries over to your house later!"

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

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Mr. and Mrs. Jiang looked at their daughter with suspicion.

Jiang Zhiyu had no choice but to explain to them, "When you were arrested last time, most people in the village weren't heartless. Many of them were even injured trying to stop those people. I just wanted to repay them. Luckily, my uncle brought back a tractor among the supplies, so I gave it to Kaoshan Village."

She paused, then added, "I have more good news to tell you later. I'll tell you all at once after my godparents arrive."

Mr. and Mrs. Jiang were even more curious!