Three years later.
Qi Yue, wearing black rubber shoes and a straw hat, was covered in mud spots but didn't mind. She casually rolled up her sleeves and was answering everyone's questions in the fields.
The old village chief stood on the ridge full of worry, sighing as he waved to Qi Yue, "Yueyue!"
"Chief, are you looking for me?" Qi Yue walked over.
Seeing the chief's expression, Qi Yue spoke with understanding, "Chief, has the teacher urged us again? There's really no rush for that. I can go and talk to him."
After a long drag on his cigarette, the old village chief finally said, "A few days ago, Professor He did indeed ask me for someone again. Out of selfishness, I truly don't want to let you go...
However, I'm not unreasonable. I know that with your abilities, you belong to a much broader world. You've already done so much for the village these past few years. As for the journey ahead, we can walk it ourselves..."
