Do you want a wife or not?

By the time Sun Shaoan returned the bicycle, it was already the next morning.

“Little Zhao, I left the bike in the yard. You should get up early too!” Sun Shaoan’s voice came from outside the window.

Zhao Dongchuan squirmed a bit, but didn’t reply!

No one can disturb my sleep!

After a while, Zhao Dongchuan, woken by the loud loudspeaker, was forced to get up.

Just as he was brushing his teeth and washing his face, Jin Junwen’s wife, Zhang Guilan, led a young girl into his yard.

“Little Zhao, you’re really hygienic, still brushing your teeth!” Zhang Guilan laughed.

“Pfft!” Zhao Dongchuan spat out a mouthful of foamy mouthwash, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

“Aunt Gui Lan, what is this?” Zhao Dongchuan asked, confused.

“Little Zhao, do you want a wife?”

“…”

Zhao Dongchuan was speechless, looking at Zhang Guilan, then at the sturdy young girl in a thick cotton-padded jacket, her face showing shyness.

“This, I’m still young, and I’m not planning on dating. Thank you very much, Aunt Gui Lan!”

“This is my little niece from my Hometown. She’s pretty and strong, a good one for childbearing. You should seize this opportunity!”

“It’s rare for her to have time to visit my house. I think this is a good match. I’m thinking of you, how about you give it a try!” Zhang Guilan tried her best to make the match.

He didn’t know which nerve she had hit, but Zhang Guilan actually brought the girl to his door for a meeting.

In the end, unable to shake her off, Zhao Dongchuan could only make an excuse, saying that his parents in his Hometown had already arranged a childhood engagement for him. Only then did he manage to send Zhang Guilan away. As she left, the young girl looked at him with teary eyes, as if he were a heartless man!

It’s over, I can’t stay here. Where there’s one, there’s two. Even if he said he had a childhood engagement, what if he met someone unreasonable who tried to “extort” him? He’d be skinned alive.

Time to go, time to go!

… … … …

Yuanxi County’s farmland infrastructure battle was going strong and had even been rated as an “Advanced County” in Huangyuan Region’s “Learn from Dazhai in Agriculture” campaign. This was a time when “everyone” was highly enthusiastic, so much so that even big reporters from the provincial newspaper had come several times to write several major reports.

Zhao Dongchuan looked at the bustling scene of the Shuangshui Village farmland infrastructure conference, with red flags flying, and couldn’t help but feel a sense of shock. These people, dressed in thin clothes, relied on their body heat and sweat in the gradually chilling weather, shoveling and digging to build dams and repair embankments, reshaping the mountains and rivers.

At this time, building dams and repairing embankments still required villagers to bring their own food. Although work points would be calculated, they were still paid by the brigade. However, the food corresponding to work points was limited, so in the end, it was essentially paying themselves. Therefore, this was actually a thankless and arduous task.

But it cannot be denied, as the saying goes, “one generation plants trees, another enjoys the shade.” It is precisely because of the selfless contributions of the predecessors that later generations enjoy the conveniences of life.

Because of Zhang Guilan’s incident, a wary Zhao Dongchuan quickly packed his belongings, intending to cycle to Yuanxi County, then take a bus back to Huangyuan City.

As he cycled out of the village entrance, looking at the bustling infrastructure conference in the distance, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion.

Suppressing the tremor in his heart, Zhao Dongchuan rode quickly. The wind whistled against his face; the weather was turning cold, and even the wind felt sharper.

After several hours of travel, he entered Yuanxi County before noon.

Zhao Dongchuan, already famished, found a state-run restaurant, glanced at the slogan on the wall that read “No unprovoked assault on customers!”, and with a speechless expression, found a secluded spot to sit down.

He ordered a few home-style dishes and a few plates of white flour steamed buns, then began to wait.

He wasn't just there to eat; he was also there to listen to gossip. From the whispers of the people around him, he could learn about some recent “new things.” For example, at the next table, two men dressed in work clothes were eating and quietly discussing gossip about the County Revolutionary Committee.

“Did you hear? That Zhou Wenlong got promoted, directly becoming the Revolutionary Committee Director of Liucha Commune!” one man said matter-of-factly.

“Indeed, these worker-peasant-soldier university students are just different. It’s like it’s a big deal for them to become farmers after graduation. They arrive and immediately become Commune Directors.

It’s a pity the selection criteria for these worker-peasant-soldier universities are too strict, otherwise, I’d try it too!” another person said with an envious look.

“Come on, do you have someone to recommend you, or are you a labor model? Those kinds of people are not comparable to us…”

Then, he lowered his voice and continued, “I heard this person is highly valued by Director Feng, and he’s made the ‘Learn from Dazhai in Agriculture’ campaign very successful!”

… … … …

Zhao Dongchuan listened to the gossip from the next table, and he reflected on the characteristics of that era: worker-peasant-soldier university students, selected directly without exams. It was difficult for so many talented people to find an outlet for their knowledge.

Fortunately, the college entrance examination would resume in two years, and he would then be able to show his skills and surpass everyone!

The dishes arrived, and Zhao Dongchuan happily began to eat. Soon, “Big Eater” Zhao Dongchuan finished all the food.

If he were doing a mukbang in later generations, he estimated he could become a top streamer in the mukbang industry.

After paying for the meal and food stamps, Zhao Dongchuan rubbed his round belly and walked away!

Pushing his bicycle, he walked for a while to aid digestion, then got on the bike and headed straight for the bus station.

Without encountering any “acquaintances” or “villains” along the way, he arrived at the bus station peacefully, bought a ticket, and expertly tied his bicycle to the back of the bus. Zhao Dongchuan then boarded the bus heading for Huangyuan City.

“Indeed, I’m not a destined protagonist. No chance encounters, no heroic rescues!” Zhao Dongchuan secretly complained.

If he were a Child of Destiny, it would be exciting. Various accidents would always accompany him, either encountering robbers or performing heroic rescues, or meeting a villain who had gotten ahead, only for the protagonist to slap them in the face!

Is the system not powerful enough? With such a name as “Passerby A System,” how could he show off? How would other transmigrators view him, and how could he be a “transmigrator”!

Zhao Dongchuan looked at the “unchanging” system in his mind and fell into deep thought. Speaking of which, this fellow hadn’t made a sound in a long time; could it be dead?

He checked the system interface, found no abnormalities, and it was still in that lifeless state.

“Sigh!” Zhao Dongchuan sighed in his heart. This trash system’s random task release function was a complete trap.

If it weren’t for the items in the inventory still glowing with colorful light, he would have truly thought the system had crashed.

Ignoring this broken system, Zhao Dongchuan closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, and began cultivating the “Qi Refining Introduction.”

… … … … … …

With a screech of brakes, people scrambled off the bus.

Zhao Dongchuan opened his eyes, slung his bag on his back, and followed the crowd off the bus. He took down his bicycle, wiped the dust from the seat, got on, and rode towards the Cultural Center.