"That's true." Tang Yue said, "Uncle Ding used to be a bit overweight, but now he looks just right." "Xiao Yue, have you run into any troubles since you came back?" Ding Chao asked. Tang Yue waved her hand and said, "No, I'm doing well. I just suddenly wanted to come home. By the way, Uncle Ding, is the clothing factory doing okay with the orders? Are they enough?" "There are many orders, but the output is still not sufficient," Ding Chao said with a worried frown, thinking that if the new factory could be built more quickly, that would be good, as many businessmen from the north had already come to discuss purchasing goods. Mingyue Clothing Factory has been developing better and better, and the Mingyue Clothing brand has made a name for itself. Ding Chao, who has worked in the clothing industry for many years, was often pressured by unsold inventory, but since joining Mingyue Clothing Factory, the tables have turned. The storage in the factory is almost just for show now. Every time there is some inventory, it gets taken away by customers, and they can barely keep any stock. The factory's cash flow is quick, and combined with stable production, they have entered a good cycle. The profits of the clothing factory have also become increasingly substantial. Tang Yue inspected the clothing factory and discussed with Uncle Ding any issues that needed improvement. Tang Jun didn't understand these matters, so he went around playing, waiting to leave with Tang Yue when she departed. In the evening, Tang Yue went to eat at Uncle Mo's house. All the Mo Family members, except for Mo Xiaoyu who was in Sea City, were present. They were set to leave for Jing City tomorrow afternoon, and it was indeed time for them to have a meal together. Mo Xiaorui, who brought along her growing son Luo Mingxuan, still had that happy smile on her face. "Xiao Yue, when Mingxuan gets a bit older, I also want to visit Jing City," Mo Xiaorui said with longing. "Tian'anmen, I haven't seen it yet. I heard that watching the flag-raising ceremony at Tian'anmen is a really beautiful sight." "That's true," Tang Yue nodded, recalling the flag-raising ceremony she had seen at Tian'anmen before. The sense of solemnity and the feelings of pride and honor truly rose from the heart, along with an awe-inspiring emotion. She said, "Xiao Rui, when you go to Jing City, you must go to watch the flag-raising ceremony at Tian'anmen." "Xiao Yue, take me there." Mo Xiaorui blinked her eyes playfully. "Okay," Tang Yue agreed. Mo Xiaolin was about to leave Jing City, and there was much for the siblings to talk about. In the hearts of both her uncles and aunties, they were very proud of Tang Yue, who was the top scholar of Jiang Province—an extraordinary achievement. They were also reassured by the way Tang Yue and Mo Xiaolin got along. That night, when Tang Yue returned home, she couldn't help but feel moved by the solidarity of the Mo siblings. The two Mo brothers were extremely protective of Mo Xiaolin. The next day, early in the morning, Tang Yue took a ride back to Shuanghe Town. In the town, the business Wang Cuixia and Zhang Huafeng were running was quite successful. During the busy farming season, Wang Cuixia was minding the store alone, and when Tang Yue arrived, she saw her uncle and Zhang Qiang working in the fields. "Sister Xiao Yue?" Wei Jiajie stretched lazily. He came to transplant rice seedlings to experience life, to play around. He didn't really do any work in the fields. When he saw Tang Yue by the roadside, he thought he was seeing things and quickly nudged Zhang Qiang beside him, asking, "Qiangzi, is that Sister Xiao Yue?" "Impossible," Zhang Qiang replied without looking up. "Jiajie, you must be seeing things. Sister Xiao Yue is far away in Jing City." "Qiangzi, look for yourself, if that's not Sister Xiao Yue then who is it?" Wei Jiajie ran toward Tang Yue excitedly and called out, "Sister Xiao Yue!" "Jiajie, if you're lying to me, I..." Zhang Qiang lifted his head and as soon as he saw the white figure at the side of the road, that slender figure, it could only be Tang Yue and no one else. "Sister Xiao Yue." Zhang Qiang put down the young seedlings in his hand and headed to the roadside. Zhang Huafeng was a bit further away, but when he heard Wei Jiajie and Zhang Qiang calling out one after another, he couldn't help but raise his head. "Sister Xiao Yue, no wonder Tang Jun didn't come over, it turns out you're back!" Wei Jiajie said through clenched teeth; he just knew Tang Jun hadn't come over this week for a reason. "Cough." Tang Jun looked at Wei Jiajie with his pants rolled up and his feet covered in mud and couldn't help but laugh, "Jiajie, you've got quite the look going on." "Of course." Wei Jiajie said cheerfully. Zhang Qiang came closer, grinning and said, "Sister Xiao Yue." "Bootlicker." Zhang Min's voice rang out, she disdainfully glanced at Zhang Qiang and said, "I'm your actual sister, yet I've never heard you call me with such fondness." "Zhang Min, you looking to pick a fight or what?" Zhang Qiang said impatiently. The brother and sister had always been at odds. Zhang Minmin had one more "Min" in her name than Zhang Min, but the difference between the two was vast. Zhang Minmin's family was obviously well off, and she carried herself with an air of pride, but her face gave her the right to be proud. Plus, with her straightforward nature, after spending some time together, Tang Yue actually quite liked her. But Zhang Min was different; her family's conditions weren't that great. Her features weren't particularly outstanding, and she even resembled Wang Cuixia in build, with a larger frame. Zhang Qiang was more like Zhang Huafeng, more handsome. Even though his skin wasn't pale, he still looked rather dashing. "Hmph." Zhang Min turned around and walked off. Now that their home was in better condition, she also liked buying pretty clothes, but with her large frame, she felt dissatisfied no matter what she wore. Tang Yue didn't take it to heart, greeted her uncle, and then went to see her grandmother. Elder Mrs. Zhang was overjoyed upon hearing her granddaughter had come back to see her, so much that she wanted to kill a chicken for the meal, but Tang Yue quickly stopped her, "Grandma, I won't stay for a meal, I'll just sit with you for a little bit before I leave." "So soon?" Elder Mrs. Zhang disapproved, saying, "Xiao Yue, don't you even have time for a meal?" "I'm actually here on leave, if I stay for the meal, I'm afraid I won't catch the bus." Tang Yue explained with a smile; Elder Mrs. Zhang was thin and frail-looking, but she still had a healthy constitution. Tang Yue sat with her for a while; whether Zhang Min was happy or not was beyond her considerations. When it was time to leave and Elder Mrs. Zhang was wiping away tears, Tang Yue also felt reluctant to part. Her grandmother was getting older, and each visit meant one less in the future. She lamented that Jing City was too far away; otherwise, she could come to see her grandmother more often. The sorrow of parting enveloped Tang Yue. After saying goodbye to her grandmother, she had to bid farewell to her parents and Xiao Jun as well. Just a few days together made her wish she could take a few more days off. "Xiao Yue, focus on your studies, you can't keep taking leave." Zhang Hualian was also reluctant to let her daughter go, but she had to attend school. She had taken leave last year because of the shop, and now again, which she felt wasn't great. She said, "Don't worry, we are all good here at home, focus on your studies in Jing City, and we will definitely make time to visit you during the summer break." "Okay." 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