The usually mild-mannered village chief suddenly became overbearing, unwilling to open his heart to strangers.
The atmosphere tensed. Di Mingjue lowered his outstretched arms, which he had previously opened in the air.
"Village Chief, please don't be like this. Mrs. Di is very kind; she won't bully us like that bad person Di Dongsheng. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have even met President Di." Huang Shan stepped forward, trying to calm the village chief, whose veins were bulging.
Realizing his attitude was inappropriate, the village chief looked down at the contract in his hands.
Jiang Ziyu glanced at Di Mingjue and then stepped forward to communicate with the village chief. "Please rest assured, since we've come here to investigate the truth of the matter, we will naturally provide everyone with a satisfactory answer. Regardless of whether this issue can be perfectly resolved, I will help the village complete the unfinished school. As for all of you, I hope you will be less resistant and more supportive of us."
Her words touched the village chief's heart. After a moment of hesitation and struggle, he willingly handed the contract over to Jiang Ziyu.
Upon receiving the contract, Jiang Ziyu turned to Di Mingjue and asked, "Did you bring your personal seal?"
"What for?" Di Mingjue asked, confused.
Hearing his voice, Jiang Ziyu stretched out her hand towards me. "If you give it to me, you'll know."
The personal seal was in Shen Lin's briefcase, which had been left in the car yesterday.
Everyone returned from the school site to the village office. Shen Lin, accompanied by Huang Shan, headed to the village entrance to retrieve the seal.
The village office was the best building in the entire village and a place children loved to frequent. With the arrival of outsiders, the children were even more eager to gather around.
The children held out plates filled with what looked like finger-sized fruits. They were red and green, with very beautiful colors.
"For us?" a little girl shyly stood before Jiang Ziyu, offering the plate with both hands. Looking at the emerald green fruits, Jiang Ziyu's mouth watered with sourness. Seeing the girl nod, she reached out to take it.
Di Mingjue showed no interest in the plate of fruits. His eyes, devoid of any warmth, stared intently at the main door of the village office.
The village chief, leaning on his cane, emerged from another part of the village office with faltering steps. Seeing Jiang Ziyu holding the plate without moving, he stepped forward to explain, "These are wild plums from the mountain by the village. They are small, but their taste is no inferior to the officially cultivated big plums."
After his explanation, Jiang Ziyu found it difficult to refuse.
Casually picking up a green one, Jiang Ziyu handed it to Di Mingjue. Just looking at the color made her mouth water with sourness. "Try it."
Di Mingjue observed that among the many red fruits on the plate, she had specifically chosen a green one for him.
Was she doing this on purpose?
As he took the fruit, he also pulled Jiang Ziyu into his arms and sat her down. "You try it first."
The fruit, accompanied by his laughter, entered Jiang Ziyu's mouth.
Before she could refuse, her front teeth bit into it.
Jiang Ziyu's eyes lit up. She took the fruit from Di Mingjue's hand and quickly ate it, leaving only the pit.
"It's quite sweet. You try it too." Jiang Ziyu broke free from his embrace and picked out a large, green fruit from the plate.
Seeing her eat it so easily, Di Mingjue accepted it with a smile. He opened his mouth and took a big bite, his expression instantly turning serious.
"Hahaha." Jiang Ziyu doubled over with laughter, her stomach shaking. Even the children nearby were amused.
How could the green fruits not be sour? It was just that during her pregnancy, she had a particular fondness for sour things. These sour fruits were nothing compared to even sourer ones she had eaten.
Jiang Ziyu picked up another red fruit and leaned against a nearby cylindrical pillar, watching him with a smile.
Di Mingjue frowned and forced himself to eat the sour fruit, his teeth feeling as if they would fall out.
"Want more?" Jiang Ziyu offered him another red one.