Li Yuzhi had no choice but to nod: "Understood."
Qiu Shaocheng was quite fast, and soon got the introduction letter from the party secretary.
Li Yuzhi saw him carrying a small bundle and about to leave: "Shaocheng, you have to at least tell me where you're going to find the money, or I won't feel at ease."
Qiu Shaocheng looked at his wife who was fifteen years younger: "Yuzhi, don't worry, I'll be back soon, and surely able to save our Weigang. Don't forget to let Weitie make a trip."
Li Yuzhi tried hard not to let her tears fall: "Okay, I remember, take care on the road, come back early."
Qiu Shaocheng glanced at his wife and turned to walk out of the village.
He was quite lucky; as soon as he left the village entrance, he ran into the village accountant who was heading to the city for business. Just then, the feeder was driving a mule cart over: "Shaocheng, are you going to the city?"
Qiu Shaocheng answered: "Yes, Accountant Chang, you're also going to the city."
