Shocking The World After Bringing My Family Back In Time!

When Jiang Chuan and his group arrived at Wang Xing’s house, they found Wang Xing sunbathing in the courtyard, enjoying the comfortable warmth of the early spring sun.

Wang Xing was leisurely lounging in a sun chair, seemingly enjoying life to the fullest. His days were so comfortable that he could afford to casually crack melon seeds, showing no signs of being ill or near death.

Jiang Chuan approached him with a smile and asked, “Can you eat sunflower seeds even when you’re sick?”

Startled to see Qin Ming and Jiang Chuan together, Wang Xing dropped his sunflower seeds and quickly stood up, then realizing something, he rushed into the house, shouting, “Are you two here to harm me? Be careful, I’ll tell the villagers!”

Jiang Chuan and the others had guessed right; Wang Xing was attempting to twist the truth again.

Without wasting words, Jiang Chuan walked into the house and confronted Wang Xing directly, “Wang Xing, we have found out that you were framing Qin Ming. We saw with our own eyes that you’re not unwell. If you continue to deceive everyone, don’t blame us for being unsympathetic.”

Wang Xing stubbornly retorted, “What evidence do you two have?”

Tian Zao stepped forward, “Am I not evidence?”

Seeing Tian Zao, Wang Xing panicked completely. Tian Zao glared at him, clearly ready to deal with him.

Jiang Chuan continued, “If you keep lying to everyone, we will expose your actions publicly. Don’t blame us if you can no longer stay in Puhshan Village.”

Wang Xing had no choice but to relent and explain the situation to the villagers as they had said.

Although the villagers knew that the dairy cow incident wasn’t Qin Ming’s fault, few were willing to help on the farm, and not many people were buying milk, leading to an economic downturn.

At this time, Shen Mo quietly appeared and offered his help.

Having just come down from the mountains and learning about the situation, Shen Mo had an idea, “I can help. If it’s just unsold milk, we can sell it to the army. The troops need a lot of milk for balanced nutrition, given their monotonous diet. But I’m not sure if your farm has enough milk.”

Qin Ming quickly replied, ‘Of course, we have.’

Shen Mo decisively said, “Great, pack the milk in barrels every morning, and I’ll send someone to pick it up. We’ll settle the payment monthly, at the beginning of each month. How does that sound?”

“Certainly,” Qin Ming agreed.

Thanks to Shen Mo’s help, the dairy farm started doing better, and villagers gradually returned to work.

As milk became an indispensable part of life, confidence was slowly restored. People began buying milk again, and the farm’s milk supply started running short. Therefore, Qin Ming decided to add ten more cows, a task which Jiang Chuan helped him with.

Jiang Chuan went to the town to find Su Zhen, but in his absence, he took the initiative and sent ten dairy cows to Pushan Village.

Jiang Xia suggested, “Now that we have so many cows producing enough milk, why not add a production line for other dairy products, like yogurt?”

Qin Ming thought it was feasible and decided to use an empty plot of land for a yogurt factory.

After resolving the issue, Jiang Chuan invited Shen Mo to their home for a meal as a thank you. Upon seeing Shen Mo, Jiang Xia blushed, perhaps because of a previous incident pointed out by Jiang Qing. Since then, she became inexplicably shy around Shen Mo and always tried to avoid him.

Shen Mo thought Jiang Xia disliked him and didn’t dare to be too forward, only following her with his eyes.

Zhou Lan said to Shen Mo, “You’re a good boy, don’t worry too much. Our girl is just shy. You two should just talk it out. Later, when she goes to the kitchen to cook, you can help her. It’s a good opportunity for you both to chat. I really see you as a good son-in-law.”

Blushing a bit himself, Shen Mo nodded and headed to the kitchen.

Jiang Qing, who was originally helping Jiang Xia, quietly left when Shen Mo entered, giving them space and time alone.

Unaware of Shen Mo’s arrival, Jiang Xia was focused on cooking and reached out, saying, “Sister, pass me the salt..”