Mr. Qian excitedly introduced the land.
Several members of the investigation team walked toward the barren hillside, and one person from the county seemed very interested. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, squatting at the edge of the field to closely examine the newly sprouted thousand silk hemp seedlings.
Qiao Qingyu wasn't worried; an elder had mentioned that they had grown castor before, and it looked exactly the same as this plant.
Qiao Qingyu thought she had nothing to do with this, but Mr. Qian whispered something to the county official, then waved to her from across the crowd.
"Comrade Qiao Qingyu, come here, please."
As soon as the words were spoken, Lu Ye, who was talking to Wu Tai, suddenly looked up.
His dark eyes turned toward the crowd.
Is it the Qiao Qingyu he knew?
Was it the Qiao Qingyu who married the Chief Engineer He of the Tenghai Research Base?
Then a girl made her way to the front of the crowd from behind.
