70s Delicate Girl: A Guide to Being a Rich Woman-Chapter 147: Reservoir Breach

"Can’t I come see you for no reason?" Huo Qingze looked at Yin Yang.

"Come in." Yin Yang really wanted to roll his eyes.

"What’s up with you today? You seem a bit off." Huo Qingze walked in, not standing on ceremony, and sat directly on the comfortable chair.

"I’m perfectly fine, and you, Young Master Huo, sure like to meddle." Yin Yang said with a faint smile. The books in the room were still openly displayed, most of them were progressive but had other things hidden inside their covers.

"Just worried about you." Huo Qingze smirked.

"Enough already." Yin Yang sneered, "Tell me, what do you really want coming here?"

"Can’t hide anything from you, can I? Do me a favor, help me send something to the Imperial City." Huo Qingze looked at Yin Yang, his eyes serious.

"Sending something so difficult that you need me, Young Master Huo?" Yin Yang raised an eyebrow, looking at Huo Qingze.

"People check my packages, that’s why I’m coming to you for help." Huo Qingze chuckled.

"Tsk, aren’t you afraid my things will be checked too?" Yin Yang laughed.

"That time you retrieved the item you sent to the Xu Family girl, I trust your connections." Huo Qingze said seriously.

"Fine with me, but don’t blame me if it’s checked." Yin Yang looked at Huo Qingze, thinking that anything worth checking must be complex, hoping not to get himself into trouble.

"It won’t be." Huo Qingze nodded.

"So, what do you need to send?" Yin Yang asked curiously.

"Just a letter, I’ll give it to you when you go to the county." Huo Qingze said.

"Alright." Yin Yang nodded without asking more—some crucial matters are too risky to discuss over the phone.

"Old Xu’s family, the team meeting is called, send someone." A loud voice sounded from outside the yard.

"Meeting? What’s the meeting about?" Madam Chen asked, puzzled.

"I’ll go check it out." Xu Hai remained relatively calm.

Xu Hai went to the meeting, and Xu Mumu followed as she also wanted to know what was happening.

The meeting venue was chosen at the threshing ground, which was large and convenient for meetings.

Quite a few people had already arrived by then, some even brought their own stools to sit on at the threshing ground.

"Mumu, Mumu, over here." As Xu Mumu walked over, Liu Cuixia waved to her.

"Cuihua." Xu Mumu greeted, this was Tiedan’s mom, known in the village for her big mouth.

Liu Cuixia brought a long bench and carried a cloth bag, her hands weren’t idle, quickly knitting with two wooden needles—she was knitting with yarn unraveled from worn clothes.

"Mumu, come sit next to me." Liu Cuixia said warmly.

"Thank you, Cuihua." Xu Mumu replied without much courtesy, sitting next to Liu Cuixia.

Liu Cuixia dearly liked Xu Mumu—her son was now getting good grades thanks to her coaching, and now she could hold her head high when out, as many children in the team couldn’t match her son’s scores.

"You’re too polite, girl." Liu Cuixia smiled. Xu Mumu had matured a lot and looked even prettier—she more wanted to introduce Xu Mumu to her nephew, but unfortunately, Li Caixia certainly wouldn’t agree, she mentioned several times before and was directly rebuked by Li Caixia.

"Oh dear, Mumu’s become more and more beautiful." A woman next to Liu Cuixia looked at Xu Mumu, speaking with some emotion.

Li Caixia and Xu Hai’s daughter being this pretty was surprising, while others’ daughters were skinny and tan, looking unremarkable. Only Old Xu Family’s daughters were raised delicately.

"Mrs. Yu, Mrs. Su." Xu Mumu greeted. Surrounding Liu Cuixia were two others who loved gossip just like her—birds of a feather, Xu Mumu felt a bit of a headache seeing them.

"Mumu, why don’t you visit my place, your sister misses you." Mrs. Yu smiled at Xu Mumu, scheming, thinking how different the Xu Family was now—Xu Minghui was a city worker, Xu Mumu was a high school student, she naturally hoped her son could marry Xu Mumu.

Or have her daughter marry Xu Minghui.

"I’ve been busy at home—Cuihua knows—with tutoring my younger siblings." Xu Mumu apologized with a smile, aware of their intentions, since Li Caixia often warned her about them.

"Exactly, Mumu is always busy, unlike your little sister, Mumu is in high school." Liu Cuixia said proudly, almost like Xu Mumu was her own daughter.

"Mumu is so sensible. Mumu, my little dog is similar to Minglei’s age, how about teaching him too?" Mrs. Su looked at Xu Mumu with hopeful eyes.

"Mrs. Su, you’re quite thick-skinned, your little dog goes to village school, he’s mischievous, don’t disturb Minglei and the others." Liu Cuixia said with disdain, mainly not wanting others to disrupt her son’s learning—Xu Mumu teaching a few was quite enough.

"My little dog isn’t mischievous, he’s clearly well-behaved, Liu Cuixia, don’t talk nonsense." Mrs. Su said with some displeasure.

"Mrs. Su, sorry but I can’t agree to this, Minglei is quite naughty, he used to often fight with your little dog, what if they fight again during class?" Xu Mumu said kindly, teaching her siblings was tiring enough and she didn’t want more trouble.

Teaching her siblings didn’t feel like a burden, rather enjoyable—they were well-behaved, but teaching others, unless like Du Yu who’d pay for lessons, wasn’t appealing.

"Exactly, Tiedan doesn’t like your little dog either." Liu Cuixia immediately agreed.

"Fine, don’t bother then." Mrs. Su felt disappointed but couldn’t say much—after all, Xu Mumu’s mother was Li Caixia, whose sharp tongue could rival several others, few in the village wanted to cross Li Caixia.

Soon, Zhao Guodong arrived and began discussing the meeting’s topic.

"We’ve called everyone here regarding the reservoir—part of it collapsed. We’re asking each household to send a laborer to help rebuild; lunch will be provided, and ten work-points per day." Zhao Guodong’s deep voice overrode the chatter below.

Xu Mumu frowned slightly—a collapsed reservoir is no minor issue; likely a large area near the reservoir is flooded.

"Captain, how much of it collapsed? Why does each household have to send someone? Are we the only team going?" someone asked.

"Nearby teams are involved, the Nanwan Team’s paddy fields got flooded, and the collapse occurred there." Zhao Guodong said seriously, his honest face full of gravity—this wasn’t a small matter.