The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 467 - It Was Normal for a Young Man to be Impulsive

Su Ming drove Zhang Qianqian, Su Tao, and Lee Sumei back to their village.

Upon exiting the vehicle, Zhang Qianqian headed straight for her house. Su Ming understood she was off to pack her luggage and refrained from commenting. Su Tao and Lee Sumei had already packed, bringing only a couple of changes of clothes and some toiletries.

Half an hour later, Zhang Qianqian emerged, struggling with two exceptionally heavy suitcases, a large backpack, and an additional bag in hand.

Seeing her burdened, Su Ming hurried over to assist.

He lifted one suitcase and was instantly taken aback by its weight.

“What in the world is in here?” Su Ming asked, his brow furrowed.

“The first suitcase has my sunny day clothes. The other has my cloudy day clothes on the left side, and on the right side, my toiletries, face masks, a few pairs of shoes, skincare products, and more. The backpack is particularly important—it has a doll inside that I need to cuddle every night to sleep.”

Su Ming was perplexed. As a guy, he couldn't fathom the need for separate sunny and cloudy day wardrobes. The only notable difference was the chill on overcast days, which a single jacket could easily remedy.

Not wanting to listen to Zhang Qianqian's explanations any longer, Su Ming gently covered her mouth and ushered her into the car, where she blinked with an air of innocence.

Efficiently, Su Ming opened the car's trunk, stowed all her luggage, then climbed into the driver's seat, hit the accelerator, and sped off.

Zhang Qianqian settled into the front passenger seat, her eyes wide with curiosity as she took in the luxury of the high-end business vehicle—her first experience of its kind.

Su Tao and Lee Sumei, not wishing to intrude on Su Ming and Zhang Qianqian's space, raised the partition between the business-class seats.

The partition was thick, providing excellent soundproofing.

“They're young; a bit of impulsiveness is to be expected. We'll leave them be,” Su Tao and Lee Sumei mused to themselves.

Zhang Qianqian pointed to a nearby button and inquired, “Brother Ming, what does this button do?”

“That's the button for the music player,” he explained.

“What's this one?”

“That's for Rain Mode.”

“And this?”

“The seat heater button.”

“What about this?”

Su Ming felt a surge of blood rushing to his head, as if it were about to burst any second.

Then, an idea struck him, and he said with a grin, “This is the ejector seat for the front passenger. Just press it, and whoever's sitting there will be catapulted into the air. And if that person won't stop talking, they'll be launched as well.”

He was sure Zhang Qianqian would be scared enough by his words to quit her incessant chatter.

It seemed to work; Zhang Qianqian pulled back her hand and quietly studied the button. Su Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

But then, Zhang Qianqian cautiously asked, “Brother Ming, will I really be ejected if I talk too much?”

“Yes! And even if it doesn't work, I'll find a way to send you flying myself!”

Su Ming was at his wit's end.

Zhang Qianqian shrank back and nodded.

After that, she kept sneaking peeks at Su Ming every few seconds, her face betraying her desire to speak. Eventually, she cautiously opened her mouth.

“Zip it! Go to sleep!” Su Ming cut her off.

Zhang Qianqian nodded again.

Once the car fell silent, Su Ming let out another sigh of relief.

He was thankful Xiao Ke'er was the quiet type. If she were as talkative as Zhang Qianqian, he'd lose his mind.

Luckily, they weren't far from his home. They were on the expressway, just three hours away. The drive was smooth sailing. Three hours later, he could see the highway exit.

Su Ming breezed through the ETC lane and eased onto the adjacent road. Soon, he merged onto the city center's main artery.

Zhang Qianqian fidgeted uncomfortably, biting her lip as if she had something to say but was holding back.

”What is it?” Su Ming inquired, turning to her.

“I can't hold it anymore. I need to use the restroom,” Zhang Qianqian confessed in a hushed, embarrassed tone.

”Why didn't you mention it when we passed the service area?”

“You told me not to talk!”

Zhang Qianqian felt aggrieved.

Su Ming was at a loss for words. Glancing at the time, he realized it was already the afternoon.

That morning, Su Ming had dealt with numerous matters at the hospital. In the afternoon, he had driven for three to four hours. Having barely eaten all day, he was starting to feel hungry and suspected his parents must be hungry as well.

Looking around, Su Ming chose a restaurant. After parking, he lowered the partition in the business-class seating of the car and found his parents, Lee Sumei and Su Tao, fast asleep.

“Mom, Dad,” he called out gently.

”Hmm?”

Startled, Lee Sumei and Su Tao looked around in bewilderment. “What's the matter? Are we there yet?”

“Not quite. Let's grab a bite to eat.”

“Okay.”

The elderly couple nodded and stepped out of the car, followed by Zhang Qianqian, who hurried toward the restaurant.

In keeping with Chinese tradition, one eats dumplings before a journey and noodles upon arrival, as a way to bring good fortune.

With this in mind, Su Ming took Zhang Qianqian and his parents to this particular noodle shop. It was no ordinary establishment; their flour was milled from top-quality wheat. Moreover, their noodles underwent multiple rounds of pressing and kneading before being shaped, ensuring an exceptional texture.

Yet, the true highlight of this noodle shop was the additional ingredients in the noodle soup.

Their crab roe noodles, priced at over 300 RMB, were rich yet not overly heavy.

The shark fin broth noodles, costing over 500 yuan, were tender and offered a lingering, satisfying taste.

The noodles could be paired with a variety of premium ingredients. Su Ming ordered a bowl for each of them, along with some appetizers. Even though they were just noodles, when prepared to perfection, they became an exquisite culinary experience.

All four of them enjoyed their meal immensely.

Once they had finished, Su Ming settled the bill and drove Zhang Qianqian to Eastsea University. It was more appropriate, considering the inconvenience of her staying with his parents.

It wasn't that Lee Sumei and Su Tao disliked Zhang Qianqian; it was simply a matter of practicality.

While Lee Sumei and Su Tao might consider Zhang Qianqian as their own child, she couldn't help feeling somewhat uneasy about it.

Moreover, as a young woman, Zhang Qianqian's lifestyle was vastly different from that of the older generation, like Lee Sumei and Su Tao, who followed the traditional schedule of rising with the sun and winding down at dusk.