My Beloved Super Fierce Wife-Chapter 292 Nearly depressed to death on the spot

"And this pigsty, it’s cleaned every day, more diligent than cleaning one’s own dwelling."

Yan Sui and several leaders listened attentively.

Nodding from time to time.

It seemed they were exceptionally satisfied with Shuangshan Brigade’s pig farming venture.

"You’ve all worked hard!"

Wang Daniu stood at the forefront, his face aglow with the leader’s praise.

His spirits looked quite different now.

He seldom spoke with such robust confidence, "Not hard at all!"

"With Comrade Lin Qingshan’s help, whether it’s making pig feed or fixing up the pigsty, or if the pigs are uncomfortable, we always turn to Comrade Lin Qingshan. He has helped us a lot."

With that sentence, he made Lin Qingshan’s contributions crystal clear.

Wu Chunhua and Wang Zhaodi, upon hearing this, had faces as sour as if they had eaten excrement.

They nearly charged forward, wishing to bash his head with an iron hammer.

How could he be so foolish, so naive?

At this moment, mother and daughter shared the same thoughts.

They nearly died of frustration on the spot!

This was a perfect opportunity to show off, so why bring up the Lin family?

Wu Chunhua’s face twisted with rage as she pinched Wang Daniu’s arm fiercely.

She stepped forward herself.

"My man may be simple-minded, accustomed to giving credit to others, please don’t mind him, leaders.

The reason the pigs grew so well is that we fed them properly, what does it have to do with Lin Qingshan?"

In front of the Commune Leader, she blatantly expressed her discontent.

Old Guo stood in the back.

Upon hearing this, his face darkened.

"What you’re saying is nothing but crap!" He exploded with curses.

"How is it unrelated to Qingshan? When the brigade’s pigs were sick, wasn’t it Qingshan who was there? When the pigs ate less, wasn’t it Qingshan we sought out?"

"People need to have a conscience, to recognize and admit the benefits they’ve received. If you dare, next time there’s an issue with your pigs, don’t ask for Qingshan’s help."

Old Guo looked at Wu Chunhua with utter disdain.

Like he was staring at a rat stealing grain from a filthy ditch.

Wu Chunhua argued back defiantly.

"Lin Qingshan does have merits, but as the only one in the brigade who knows about pig breeding, what’s wrong with helping fellow villagers?"

"Hmph..." Old Guo snorted coldly.

"Your statement is quite astonishing. Just because you haven’t offered Qingshan any advantages, does that mean he must help you?"

"Your skin doesn’t seem as thick as a brick, so how is it actually thicker than the bark of the old tree at the village entrance?"

Yan Sui and others had never heard such a description of thick-skinned before and nearly laughed out loud.

Wu Chunhua was left speechless.

Before she could utter another excuse,

Yan Sui spoke.

"Lin Qingshan?" His curiosity piqued, "Is this comrade here?"

Someone who could treat sick pigs and also knew how to make pig feed—such talent was exactly what they needed.

He could serve as the Commune Pig Breeding Technician, leading the members of the commune in pig farming.

If it really came to pass, the prospects were very promising indeed!

Lin Fu grinned from ear to ear.

Proud as if the honors were his own.

"Director Yan speaks of Qingshan, ah, that’s my nephew. He isn’t here right now, he’s probably looking after the pigs at home," he said, beaming.

Happier than if he had received the leader’s compliments himself.

"Oh?" Yan Sui became more curious, "Where is that? Would it be convenient to take a look?"

This Shuang Shan Brigade really was full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

Previously it was Lin Tang, who turned the county upside down with a single article, and now it’s Lin Qingshan, who held expertise in pig breeding.

Was it that talent was clustered together here?

Or was it that every member of the Lin family was intelligent?

Upon hearing this, Lin Fu knew his nephew’s opportunity had arrived.

He immediately laughed, "Of course, that’s no trouble at all. Qingshan’s home is just next door; I’ll take the leaders there."

Yan Sui was taken aback.

That one uniquely impressive courtyard belonged to Lin Qingshan’s home?

He quickly regained his composure and said, "Then we’ll trouble you, Captain Lin."

Lin Fu waved his hand with a smile.

"It’s no trouble, no trouble at all."

As he spoke, he led a few Commune Leaders to the neighboring house.

Wang Daniu, keen on learning, also followed them.

Wang Jinbao, at the age where he loved to join in on the excitement, wiped his nose and quietly sidled up to Goudan and the others.

For a moment, the courtyard was deserted.

Only Wu Chunhua and Wang Zhaodi, mother and son, were left.

Wu Chunhua hadn’t even realized that everyone had left.

Thinking of the simple-minded Wang Daniu, the woman was so angry that veins throbbed on her forehead.

Her chest heaved dramatically.

She was visibly very upset.

She took a deep breath, her face filled with displeasure.

"What’s wrong with your father’s head? Why did he have to mention Lin Qingshan? Now look, Li Xiuli has stolen the limelight again!"

Wu Chunhua always had a one-sided rivalry with Li Xiuli, and now she was truly in pain from anger.

She pinched Wang Zhaodi, who was next to her, out of frustration.

"Don’t cook his dinner tonight, let him go hungry," she said fiercely.

She was resolved not to open the door to her room that evening.

Wang Daniu could sleep wherever he liked.

Wang Zhaodi didn’t dare contradict Wu Chunhua’s words, she moved her lips but didn’t dare say anything in the end.

"I understand."

She replied as such, but inwardly she resented the Lin family.

Just waiting for an opportunity to air her grievances.

The Lin family: If you’re sick in the head, go get treatment!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Yan Sui followed Lin Fu to the Lin Family’s second house.

The courtyard was clean and spacious.

The ground was neat and sanitary.

Even the firewood stacked in the corner was chopped to the same length.

It made one feel very comfortable.

"This courtyard is nice," Yan Sui casually complimented.

The people behind him nodded in agreement.

After exchanging some pleasantries,

Lin Lu, the head of the family, came forward with a smile and said humbly, "Not at all, it doesn’t compare to the county."

Having made the necessary small talk, the group then proceeded to the backyard.

At this moment, Lin Qingshan and Ning Xinrou, husband and wife, were feeding the pigs.

The young man fed them, while the woman assisted, creating a beautiful and warm scene.

The Lin Family’s backyard was clean and bright.

Upon entering, one’s first impression was that this didn’t seem like a pig-rearing place.

"Blue Mountain, Director Yan and the others are here, quickly tidy up a bit," Lin Lu called out hastily.

Yan Sui gestured with his hand and said, "Don’t bother, we’re just having a look. Everybody be at ease."

What he wanted to see was the real deal.

As he spoke, Yan Sui stepped forward.

The pigs in the pen, two sizes bigger than those at the Wang family, were grunting noisily.

They not only looked fatter but also more vigorous.

"These pigs are growing well, they look energetic!" Yan Sui remarked.

The others were also surprised, "Indeed, how are these raised, what good stuff have you been feeding them? They look quite different."

All eyes were on Lin Qingshan.

Not just the Commune Leadership, but also the villagers.

The villagers were thinking that although Blue Mountain never kept secrets, perhaps he had some trump cards he had yet to reveal.

In front of the Commune Leaders, he surely couldn’t keep hiding whatever he had up his sleeve.

Everyone pricked up their ears.

Seeing this situation, Lin Lu pushed Lin Qingshan from behind, signalling him to seize the opportunity.

Whether he could become the Commune’s Pig Breeding Technician depended on this moment.

Lin Qingshan had a determined look in his eyes, his brows and eyes full of confidence.

It was the confidence that comes naturally when amateurs step into one’s area of expertise.

He stepped forward.

He glanced at the uncles from the village.

His voice was confident and strong.