Chapter 1

In the afternoon, Wang Xiuying and her grandson Yang Zhenyu sat one after the other in front of the house, worrying.

Wang Xiuying's bench was close to the door, allowing her to lean against the wooden wall, which made her back more comfortable. Due to her poor health, she felt extremely guilty, staring intently at her grandson who was sitting on the stone steps under the eaves, tears welling up in her eyes.

Yang Zhenyu held two plums he had just picked from their field, wiped them with his hand, opened his mouth wide, and took a bite.

Just one bite.

His expression changed dramatically.

His brows furrowed, his eyes squinted, and saliva dripped involuntarily.

How sour!

This was also the reason for his worry.

Originally, he was helping in a hotel kitchen, and he was about to become the head chef. However, news came from his hometown that his grandmother, 73-year-old Wang Xiuying, had accidentally injured her waist while working.

As Wang Xiuying's only relative, Yang Zhenyu had to return to take care of his grandmother and help manage their two acres of plum trees.

According to the farmers, this year's plum blossoms had encountered a prolonged period of cooling and rain, resulting in smaller fruits.

Smaller, so be it!

But they were also extremely sour.

Sour, so be it!

They even had a hint of bitterness. What could he do?

Yang Zhenyu was at a loss.

A poor harvest was inevitable, and he hoped to sell as much as possible.

Yang Zhenyu threw away the remaining half plum, stood up, and smiled as he turned to look at Wang Xiuying.

Wang Xiuying quickly wiped away her tears.

"Grandma, what's wrong? Is your back hurting again?" Yang Zhenyu squatted in front of Wang Xiuying, concerned.

Wang Xiuying choked up, "Grandson, it's all my fault. I'm just an old woman who can't do anything..."

"Grandma, what are you saying? How can you say that? You raised me, and I will take care of you in your old age. It's only right, and I should thank you for not abandoning me back then!" Yang Zhenyu wiped away Wang Xiuying's tears, "Come on, Grandma, don't cry. I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, I can find some work around here to support us. If not, I can open a small restaurant in town to ensure we have enough to eat. Besides, we still have two acres of plum trees, right?"

Wang Xiuying gradually calmed down and shifted her attention to the plum trees outside the courtyard, worrying, "It's only half a month until harvest. The village will find buyers from outside to come and buy the plums. This year's plums are not good, so we'll sell them at a reasonable price. We can't let this delay you from doing other things!"

"I know, I know. I also think this year's plums are not good," Yang Zhenyu said, holding Wang Xiuying's hand.

"Wang Xiuying, is your grandson at home?" a voice called out as they were talking.

They heard the voice before seeing the person.

They were very familiar with this voice; it was Zhang Mingkang, the village chief of Yangjiawan.

Before Wang Xiuying could respond, Zhang Mingkang walked over, locked eyes on Yang Zhenyu, and waved, "Yang, come and help dig the road. The excavator is here today. We need to level the road in your group as soon as possible, or we don't know when it will happen again."

"Okay, Chief Zhang!"

Yang Zhenyu hurried over.

"Take the hoe!" Zhang Mingkang reminded him.

Yang Zhenyu ran back into the house, glanced around, and grabbed the hoe.

【Wealth System Bound Successfully】

【Wealth Level: 1】

【Wealth Experience: 0/100】

【Labor Time: 0】

What is this?

Yang Zhenyu was momentarily stunned, then came to his senses and examined the hoe from all angles.

"What's so interesting about an old hoe? Hurry up, don't keep Chief Zhang waiting!" Wang Xiuying, leaning against the door, called out.

"Okay! I'll go right away!"

Yang Zhenyu took the hoe and went out.

On the way, Zhang Mingkang talked about how he had secured various policies for Yangjiawan at the township meeting, especially the planting of plums and the construction of the road directly to the county town.

Although neither of these things had much to do with him, he did express that he was a good official who worked for the people.

Yang Zhenyu maintained a smile, nodding occasionally, but his mind was still thinking about the voice he had just heard.

He was sure he had heard it.

"I called Wang Xiuying's grandson. There aren't many young people in Yangjiawan. Yang came back a few days ago to take care of his grandmother.

I watched him grow up. He is strong and did a lot of digging and plowing when he was younger..."

Zhang Mingkang handed a cigarette to the foreman and introduced the road digging team he had organized with a smile.

The foreman, who was also the excavator owner, arranged the work in a professional manner.

"Yang, how is your grandmother's health?" Old Liu, who was on the hill, asked with concern.

"She can stand up now!" Yang Zhenyu replied while digging.

"Old age is inevitable. There are many illnesses, and one wrong move can be fatal," Old Liu sighed, "You must take good care of your grandmother. When your father and grandfather had their accident, if it weren't for you, she would have left Yangjiawan long ago. You are her only hope now!"

"I know! Old Liu, I came back this time and don't plan to leave for a while. After the plums are harvested, I'll find some work around here!" Yang Zhenyu said with a smile.

"Yang, don't dig any deeper!"

"Yang, come and help!"

"Yang, take a break and have some water!"

The elderly neighbors treated him like their own grandson, giving him orders.

Yang Zhenyu didn't complain. It was good for a young person to do more work, and he had received a lot of help from these elders when he was young.

The excavator operator stopped for a meal, and Yang Zhenyu sat on the ground, drinking water. Suddenly, a transparent screen appeared in front of him.

【Wealth Level: 1】

【Wealth Experience: 3.5/100】

【Labor Time: 3.5】

It changed!

The numbers changed.

Yang Zhenyu quickly checked his phone; it was 5:30 PM. He had been called to work by Chief Zhang around 2:00 PM, which was exactly 3.5 hours.

He began to carefully consider the screen in front of him, recalling the voice he had heard earlier. It seemed like a system called "Wealth System" had bound itself to him.

Yes!

He had bound the system.

Labor time could increase wealth experience. Could he exchange for cash after working 100 hours?

Yang Zhenyu thought in the simplest and most direct way.

"Here, here, this is today's pay!"

Before he could figure it out, Zhang Mingkang came over with the money, "Old Liu, here's yours!"

"Zhang Chunqin, here's yours!"

"..."

"Yang, here's yours!"

Each person received 100 yuan.

"Thank you, Chief Zhang!" Yang Zhenyu took the money.

"Will you come back tomorrow?" Zhang Mingkang asked Yang Zhenyu.

"How many days will it take?"

"Three or four days! 100 yuan a day. It's not much, but it's right here at your doorstep. Don't miss out!"

"Call me when you need me, Chief Zhang!" Yang Zhenyu opened his phone and smiled, "Chief Zhang, let me save your number!"

"Sure, if there's any work around, I'll let you know!"

They exchanged phone numbers.

"Meow~ Meow~ Meow~"

A tabby cat ran up to Yang Zhenyu, raised its head, and meowed a few times.

"Yang, your cat is calling you to cook dinner!" Old Liu laughed.

Yang Zhenyu squatted down and patted the tabby cat's forehead, "Let's go home, Prince!"

He waved goodbye to the neighbors.