He was thinking that if he hadn't gone to his daughter's place to help build the houses, Yang Gengtian wouldn't have been able to take charge of those two small courtyards. But things are already this way, and I can't bring the matter of the houses out into the open, so I'll have to think of another way. Here in Songling Village, on my own turf, there's nothing I can't accomplish. Now that I'm back in the village, it all depends on whether that Chu Zhiqing knows how to conduct herself. If she can't satisfy me, then I'll have plenty of ways to deal with her in the future.
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After Yunyi rode back to the commune on the ox cart, she jogged to the post office to collect her parcels. "Comrade," she said, handing over her identification, "I'm here to pick up a parcel."
The clerk checked it, then got up and went to the back.
But when Yunyi saw the number of parcels, she was dumbfounded. "Are all these mine?"
The clerk looked at her with envy and nodded. "Yes."
