Reborn in 1977, starting with severing ties with family.

The two exchanged a glance, and Qian Hailiang gestured for Li Chaoyang to answer the phone.

"Hello, Red Flag Farm..."

After finishing the call, Li Chaoyang slowly hung up. Qian Hailiang quickly asked, "Who called?"

Li Chaoyang said with a wry smile, "It's the old commander!"

"What? Why won't you let me answer it? Oh dear, what did he say?"

“He said…” Li Chaoyang took a deep breath, “He said that since the old cripple is not comfortable staying here, we might as well send him away.”

Qian Hailiang gasped, then immediately sensed something was wrong.

"What did you say?" he asked again.

Li Chaoyang repeated the contents of the phone call, then sat down with a wry smile, shook his head, and sighed, "The old commander is very disappointed in us!"

Qian Hailiang thought for a moment, then suddenly said, "No!"

"what?"

"No, the old commander didn't mean he was disappointed in us."

"No?" Li Chaoyang was a little confused.

The old leader got angry on the phone just now, and his tone was very stern. He was clearly blaming me for not taking good care of the old cripple!

Why did Qian Hailiang say no?

“Look!” Qian Hailiang leaned closer to him. “Last time Lin Ying came, it was because of the whistleblower letter, and then the higher-ups directly told Jiang Sen to return to the city, right?”

Li Chaoyang nodded, seemingly understanding something.

After a while, the two said almost simultaneously, "He wants the old cripple to go to Kyoto!"

If Old Cripple leaves the farm because of this, wouldn't he be just like Jiang Sen, appearing to others as if he were forced to leave?

As for the division headquarters, even if he made a mistake, since he voluntarily left the farm and returned to his hometown, they would not pursue the matter further.

After all, only a few people on the farm receive allowances and wages, including the old cripple.

What others didn't know was that the farm was about to be merged into the state-owned farm, and those who remained would become state-owned employees and receive wages.

The reason why no official document has been issued yet is because the policy has changed and the policy of sending people to the countryside has been abolished.

They were waiting for people to return to the city and leave. Once the population was reduced and the land was incorporated into the state farms, the pressure would be much less.

Li Chaoyang nodded. "Understood. I'll go find the old cripple right now."

"Be careful, don't let anyone else see," Qian Hailiang instructed.

Like Jiang Sen, the old cripple was locked in a room alone. On the table were a stack of manuscript paper, a fountain pen, and a bottle of ink.

He sat in a chair, smoking, squinting as he looked out the window.

He didn't care about anything. Even though he had said that he was the one who got those mountain goods, the people in the division couldn't do anything about it.

So what if they're locked up for a few more days?

And we don't have to work anymore.

Throwing away his cigarette butt, the old cripple stood up, stretched, limped over to the kang (a heated brick bed), sat down, pushed aside his luggage, and lay down on it.

Someone came over outside the window, looked inside, and then knocked on the window in dissatisfaction.

The old cripple lifted his eyelids to look over, and the man pointed to the manuscript paper.

The old cripple closed his eyes again, which angered the man outside, who stood there staring at him for a while before finally turning his sleeves and leaving.

The old cripple's lips curled up slightly as he shifted into a more comfortable position.

Meanwhile, in the farm's meeting room, Lin Ying stared at the team leaders and squad leaders sitting below with a stern face.

"I've said everything I needed to say, and I believe you all understand the seriousness of the problem. The purpose of this training course is to help everyone better understand the policies from above and to make it clear that the division headquarters will never tolerate any illegal or criminal activities or wrongdoings. Tomorrow morning, I hope to see everyone submit a reflection, and I also hope that everyone will take this training seriously and expose those who have problems."

The division headquarters, ZZ department, a total of eight people, almost all of them came.

Based on the previous incident involving Johnson and the problems at the farm, we specifically gathered all the key personnel together for a training session.

All the team leaders knew what was going on because they had all been involved.

Now that the old cripple is locked up, he's been asked to confess, and he's taken all the blame.

Each team leader was furious, but they couldn't say anything more.

Otherwise, everyone will suffer.

On the one hand, they were grateful to the old cripple, and on the other hand, they were worried about him. They also had to sit here and listen to Lin Ying's rambling. They were all about to burst with anger.

But Li Chaoyang had told them beforehand that no matter what they said or did, they just needed to study according to the rules.

They were also told not to say or do anything, not to muddy the waters too much, lest they inadvertently betray the old cripple's good intentions and drag everyone down with them.

Therefore, they could only keep it to themselves.

After Lin Ying finished speaking, she announced the end of get out of class. All the team leaders and class monitors stood up, lined up, and walked out without a single person glancing at her.

Lin Ying didn't care; her eyes were cold, and a sneer appeared on her lips.

I lost face here so badly last time, I'm determined to regain my dignity this time.

The old cripple was thinking with his eyes closed when he heard a noise from the back window.

He sat up, walked to the front and looked out the window twice before climbing onto the kang (a heated brick bed) and opening the window.

"Old cripple!" Li Chaoyang called out to him, shoving two packs of cigarettes through the window. "The old commander has spoken; he wants you to go to Kyoto."

"Tsk! Why bother him with such a trivial matter? I'm fine!"

“This matter won’t be over until you leave.”

"What would I do in Kyoto? I'm lame and blind, I can't even catch a thief while guarding the gate!"

"Jiang Sen also sent a message, saying he's waiting for you in Kyoto. He said he promised you he'd take care of you in your old age!"

The old cripple fell silent, his heart heavy with sorrow.

"This child, he just said it casually, how could you take it seriously?"

"Give me a straight answer, I need to go back!"

Someone came to bring lunch to the old cripple, but he said, "Alright, go back! I don't even know how many days I have left to live, so I won't go and cause them any trouble."

Before Li Chaoyang could speak again, he closed the window and got off the kang (a heated brick bed).

As soon as the door opened, someone came in, placed the lunchbox on the table, and said, "Let's eat!"

The old cripple limped over, opened the lunchbox and glanced inside: potatoes and eggplant, stir-fried potato slices, sorghum rice, and a flatbread.

The person delivered the food, then closed the door and left.

The old cripple muttered, picking up his chopsticks and rummaging through the meat, "There's not even a piece of meat..."

He stopped moving and pulled out several pieces of meat from under the sorghum rice.

He laughed, "That little rascal is pretty cunning!"

Li Chaoyang entered the cafeteria and saw that everyone below was eating. When they saw him come in, they all invited him to come and eat.

"You guys eat first, I'll get the food!" Li Chaoyang handed the lunchbox to the head chef, and after getting the food, he walked over to his subordinates' table while eating and found an empty seat to sit down.

Lin Ying and the others were also there, sitting alone at another table.

She had originally wanted to call Li Chaoyang over, but she was afraid he would say something to his subordinates in private.

But she smiled and waved, and Li Chaoyang acted as if he didn't see her.

She was somewhat annoyed and looked at Qian Hailiang.

Qian Hailiang lowered his head and ate his meal.

Looking at the others, they were all eating with their heads down.

"Director Qian, aren't you going to say anything about their attitude?" Lin Ying asked in a questioning tone.

Director Qian didn't answer at first. After finishing the last bite and wiping his mouth, he looked at her.

"Xiao Lin! How about you take over as the director?"

Lin Ying's face flushed bright red, and she awkwardly said, "That's not what I meant."