My Beloved Super Fierce Wife
Chapter 585: Do you want this kind of luck, 585?

Chapter 585: Do you want this kind of luck, 585?

Three pounds?!

Fang Zhitong and the others exchanged glances, all finding it somewhat unbelievable.

Three pounds was truly a lot.

Especially when compared to their monthly pork supply of just two ounces, three pounds was indeed extravagantly generous.

This was meat, after all; nobody would refuse it.

Fang Zhitong wasn’t foolish, naturally, he wouldn’t decline and said, "No need to give it away, we won’t take advantage of the brigade, we’ll buy it with money."

In those days, people were highly conscious, and the other transport team members nodded in agreement.

Lin Fu waved his hand dismissively, a face that brooked no refusal.

"What advantage is there to talk of?"

"Isn’t it taking advantage when we ask you all for help with transporting pigs?"

"Don’t stand on ceremony, if you keep being so polite, we’ll feel embarrassed to ask for your help next time."

Nobody is obligated to help anyone.

In human interactions, the most taboo thing is to take advantage of others.

Favors are the hardest debts to repay in this world.

This conversation was overheard by Lin Qingmu, clear as day.

Lin Qingmu punched Fang Zhitong in the shoulder and lifted his chin slightly, his eyes brimming with pride.

"Stop hemming and hawing, it’s just three pounds of pork; does our brigade look like we’re short on meat? Get to work, and once it’s done, you can get your pork."

His uncle was really giving him face!

Hearing such a boastful remark, the corners of Lin Fu’s mouth twitched wildly.

To be honest, the brigade wasn’t without a need for meat.

All this meat was meant to be sold to the meat joint factory; who could bear to eat it?

Fang Zhitong felt a complicated mix of emotions upon hearing Lin Qingmu’s words.

He didn’t understand what he was feeling at the moment; it was just quite complex.

But he had a big heart and stopped the chit-chat to start driving the pigs.

Fueled by the prospect of meat, the others started working with a sparkle in their eyes.

Just as the group was bustling with the pig herding, Yan Sui and other Commune Leaders arrived.

Yan Sui walked at the forefront, accompanied by Zhuo Hang and other leaders of the commune, and was followed by a young man with a camera hanging around his neck.

Lin Qingshan was also among them.

Lin Tang, upon seeing her big brother, waved and greeted him.

"Hi~" she mouthed silently.

Lin Qingshan flashed a brief smile at his sister, then quickly refocused on his work.

The interaction between the siblings went unnoticed, as everyone’s attention was captured by the plump and appealing pigs.

Lin Fu, seeing the leaders arrive, dusted off his clothes and quickly went over to them.

"Director Yan, Section Chief Zhuo...you’re here."

Clearly, he had been anticipating the leaders’ arrival.

Yan Sui already knew the pigs from the Shuangshan Brigade were doing well, but he was still surprised when he saw them.

"These pigs are really well-fed! You comrades have worked hard."

As he spoke, he laughed heartily, satisfaction glowing in his eyes.

Lin Fu spoke humbly, "It’s not hard. We must complete the tasks handed down by the Organization, and we thank the commune for the support."

Though his words were polite, his simple and honest face somehow made them seem sincere.

Yan Sui’s satisfaction with Lin Fu grew by several degrees.

He felt that only cadres who truly did practical things for the people, leading them to a better life, were what the country needed.

"It’s not right to speak like that, credit should be given where it’s due. The Shuangshan Brigade has done well and deserves praise."

As he said this, he turned to look at Zhuo Hang and the others.

"I’ll make my stance clear, for this year’s advanced brigade, I cast my vote for Shuangshan Brigade. They’ve managed the Sauce Factory, grown Medicinal Herbs, raised fat pigs, built their own roads—every single thing is exemplary. No other brigade can compare..."

Hearing the Commune Leader’s affirmation, Lin Fu and the other brigade cadres exchanged a look, their faces saturated with joy.

An advanced brigade?

That was a great honor indeed!

With their hearts pounding, they looked earnestly at the commune leaders, their hearts hanging in suspense.

Zhuo Hang expressed his agreement. "I support Director Yan’s suggestion, I also cast my vote for Shuangshan Brigade."

He couldn’t stand mess and disorder.

The mere sight of these clean roads was enough for him to give them his vote.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a bird flapped its wings overhead and its droppings fell smack on his forehead.

Zhuo Hang was stunned, his face a picture of bewilderment as he reached for his forehead, his pupils shaking upon seeing the substance on his hand.

He collapsed inwardly.

Before he could react, Lin Fu took out a leaf and deftly wiped his section chief clean.

"This is normal, we encounter it all the time, Section Chief Zhuo, you’re really lucky."

Zhuo Hang: "..."

Do you want this kind of luck?

Lin Tang couldn’t help but curl her lips in amusement at the sight of his bewildered expression.

Birds lack a sphincter in their elimination system and relieve themselves whenever and wherever; it’s just natural.

Growing up in such an environmentally blessed era, who hasn’t been graced by bird droppings?

It’s quite normal.

The small hiccup passed with laughter.

Lin Fu, upon seeing the young man taking pictures with his camera, his eyes lit up.

His face carried a simple smile.

"Director Yan, who is that?"

He pointed to the young man with the camera who was trying to blend in with the pigs.

Yan Sui laughed, a hint of deeper meaning in his eyes.

"That’s a Reporter from the Provincial City brought in by the commune. The success of Shuangshan Brigade is not just the brigade’s success, nor solely the commune’s; it’s a national success."

"Such great news can’t be kept secret, we need to share the joy with all our countrymen, let everyone celebrate together."

"If everyone could learn even a little from our pig breeding experience..."

If the masses could raise pigs and have meat to eat, it would be an unexpected delight.

Lin Fu had originally only hoped that the brigade would be featured in a report and gain nationwide attention, but he hadn’t thought about the bigger picture.

Understanding Yan Sui’s implication, he felt a profound respect.

Surely, it was only someone of the Commune Leader’s stature who would have such a broad vision!

"Director Yan has considered everything thoroughly."

Meanwhile.

The Reporter from the Provincial City was looking for the right angle to take photos.

The people of Shuangshan Brigade, who had seen Lin Tang use this metal contraption, recognized it as a camera.

Realizing that the Reporter was aiming it at them, they stiffened up.

Almost instinctively, they posed properly.

Some even adjusted their positions to ensure their faces were visible.

Being on the newspaper, after all, was a matter of bringing honor to one’s ancestors; they had to show their best side.

The members of the Shuangshan Brigade’s hearts pounded like drums, their eyes gleamed brightly.

The Reporter, startled by their intense gazes, hurriedly finished taking photos and walked quickly toward the commune leaders.

Too flustered to worry about cleaning himself.

"I have some questions about pig breeding; which one of you is the Pig Breeding Technician of the brigade?"

Lin Fu pulled Lin Qingshan aside, beaming with pride. "This is him, he’s our brigade’s Pig Breeding Technician, currently serving the commune."

Having spent some time honing his skills at the commune, Lin Qingshan had grown even more composed.

He greeted the Comrade Reporter confidently.

"Hello, Comrade, I am Lin Qingshan."

The Reporter’s first impression was that he did not look like someone who raised pigs.

Although he thought so internally, he didn’t let it show and smiled, "I have some questions to ask, may I trouble you for a moment?"

Lin Qingshan’s gaze was firm, "It would be my honor, I will speak freely."

The two moved off to the side.

Lin Qingshan became the first person from the entire commune to be interviewed by a newspaper.