Chapter 70: Jiaojiao is spoiled by the rough man

Su Wanwan, who was about to go to her room to tidy up, stopped when she heard this. "Then what will you do, Dad?"

Zhao Ying thought: "If it really doesn't work, we can just say that the speaker is broken." Then he added: "Anyway, the speaker is often broken. When you come back from Baihua Village, we will repair the speaker. Wouldn't it be better if the radio station can operate normally?"

"Mom, you are deceiving yourself." Su Wanwan felt distressed and smiled bitterly. "Do you think other people in the village don't know that the loudspeaker will be 'damaged' as soon as the child leaves, depriving others of the opportunity to get close to the post. When the child returns home and recovers as before, how will the villagers view our family?"

Facing her mother's proposal, her father Su Yang frowned and flatly denied it. Su Wanwan nodded slightly in her heart. The fact that she was a broadcaster had already caused some criticism in the village. They suspected that she got this position by relying on the relationship of her father, who was the village chief. Su Wanwan didn't care about these rumors. Her voice was indeed outstanding, and there were not many people in the village who were so talented.

However, rumors are scary. Once they spread, it is very difficult to change them. "I think we can do this. If there is no suitable candidate, why not temporarily do without a broadcaster? Just pre-record the quotations that need to be broadcast for half a month, and let young people who are familiar with the radio station volunteer to read the script at noon, and then close the door by themselves."

After all, the radio station has been running for so long that Su Wanwan is already quite familiar with the young people who record and broadcast the quotations every day. After Xu Yan scolded them, they came in an orderly manner every day and acted according to the rules. Even if Su Wanwan was not there, they would probably maintain this set of rules.

Mother Zhao was scolded by her father Su Yang for a few words, and she lowered her head and secretly glanced at his face. Seeing Su Yang slightly closed his eyes, as if he was thinking deeply, his expression that seemed a little wronged just now instantly turned into a loving smile: "It seems that this is it. Anyway, even if the young people in the village have those broadcasting skills, they can't write stories as vivid as you tell."

Mother Zhao's words unconsciously touched upon the core issue.

Most of the books that Secretary Wang provided to Su Wanwan were written in the form of debates, lacking readability and storytelling. If Su Wanwan hadn't had the sudden idea to adapt those texts into stories with rich visuals, the villagers wouldn't have responded so enthusiastically to the village affairs broadcast.

Even so, even if Su Wanwan left suddenly, it would not be easy to find someone to perfectly replace her.

"Well, all right, Wanwan, go to your room and pack your luggage. I will discuss this with Secretary Wang in the next two days. We will go to Baihua Village early the morning the day after tomorrow. You can continue your broadcast as normal today."

Su Yang gently waved away the burnt ash beside him, stood up and walked towards the door. At this time, Su Wanwan hurriedly stepped forward, held Su Yang's right arm and asked:

"Dad, I just remembered...how many young people are there on this exchange study trip?"

"Dad understands. You want to go to Baihua Village together, right? Just like the third child of the Xu family?"

Su Yang, who guessed his daughter's thoughts immediately, said with a smile, causing Su Wanwan to purse her lips subconsciously.

"The commune decided to send three or four students from each village to Baihua Village for exchange and study. Baihua Village will also send the same number of young people to work on the farm. This is the arrangement made by the management."

However, when Zhao's mother heard this, she couldn't help but worry about Xu Yan, because he had caused trouble a few days ago: "The matter you mentioned... has not yet passed the processing period, will they still let Xu Yan participate in the exchange?"

"This is exactly the opposite of what you think. Do you know why this kind of cross-village exchange is taking place at this time?" Su Wanwan suddenly realized after hearing her father's question.

"You mean... all this is because of the problem with Xu Yan, and the higher-ups are indirectly making this arrangement to let the young people learn from each other and communicate?" Although she knew that Xu Yan had extensive connections and extraordinary power, this arrangement still surprised her.

"What do you think? The Xu family kid can make the county committee members interested, and there are deeper forces involved behind the scenes. How can the captains of the village committee and the town be counted?"

After Su Yang finished speaking, the food in the kitchen was steaming. He picked up his coarse shirt and prepared to go to the kitchen to get a basin of water to wash his feet. Only the mother and daughter were left in the hall: the excited Su Wanwan and the reluctant mother Zhao.

According to what her father said, this exchange was specially set up for this matter, so this time Su Wanwan can indeed go to Baihua Village with that guy.

After that, Zhao's mother gently took Su Wanwan's hand, stroked her delicate skin, and said, "You haven't been too far away since you were born. The farthest you've been is to a small town. I heard that the distance from Baihua Village to the town is even longer than that from our village. You'll be gone for such a long time this time, so you must be well prepared."

When she was led back to the room by her mother, she saw that she had no time to eat, so she directly found a big bag and filled it with almost all the clothes. Even the soap and skin cream that she was reluctant to use on weekdays were stuffed into the bag.

Su Wanwan took three or four teacups alone, and she was touched and a little amused. The family was not well off to begin with, but her mother put all of these into her bag. Wanwan quickly grabbed her mother's hand as she tried to add more, "Mom, if you pack it too full, the bag will burst."

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Mom was too busy to notice. Wait a minute, I'll get another bag."

Zhao Ying was about to go into the storage room. Wan Wan hurriedly pulled her back and said, "Mom, other young people are carrying a small bag. If I look at so many things, will they laugh at me for being out of place..."

"Why should we be embarrassed? Their parents may not care as much as we do. It's your first long journey, how can you not prepare some things just in case? It's harvest time now, isn't it? You have to go to the production team over there to work and harvest rice. If you don't even have decent shoes and thick clothes, how can you cope with the cold?"

"Fourth brother is going to another village to learn carpentry, and the luggage you gave him is just a few pieces..."

"How can you compare with Fourth Brother? He was thick-skinned and tough when he was young. Suffering a little hardship is a necessary training for boys. But if a girl suffers, how sad can I be?" Mother Zhao's tone was full of helplessness and love.

Facing her mother's words, Su Wanwan sighed silently and gently blocked her hand again, preventing too much addition, leaving only the big cloth bag full of love. Zhao's mother looked at her and nodded: "People outside might think our little girl has really moved to a new house."

At this time, Jiang Panhua's slightly mocking voice floated from the direction of the restaurant: "If this is not moving, what is it?" In fact, not only Jiang Panhua felt the same way, Wanwan also felt the same way. Glancing at Jiang Panhua who was speaking, Zhao's mother did not respond to her words, but just pulled her daughter to sit down at the dining table.

The taciturn sister-in-law Jiang Shuzhen responded calmly: "After all, it's the first long journey in my life. It's never a bad thing to prepare more. Maybe it will be of some use."