Corpse Recovery Diver

It's basically... money laundering.

Tan Wenbin: "These are all the hard-earned wealth of the local people throughout history, the bulk should be donated to the county school."

Yin Meng: "You decide, how much can it be?"

Tan Wenbin: "Enough for several shopping trips."

Yin Meng nodded with satisfaction: "That'll do."

Shopping requires money, but not too much, otherwise it loses the fun of shopping itself.

At least, that's what Yin Meng thinks.

Tan Wenbin scratched his head with a bit of a wry smile: "Fortunately, it's all donated under various names and pretexts. If it were always under my name, it would be discovered later and I'd make the news as one of Nantong's top ten inspiring people."

Xue Liangliang: "Is that all the ambition you have?"

Tan Wenbin: "I'm too scared to think bigger, how about Brother Liang teaches me to buy stocks? I'll convince my parents and my partner's parents to invest their retirement money?"

Xue Liangliang knew Tan Wenbin was joking, patted him on the shoulder, and then handed him some documents.

They were a series of officially stamped documents, including an internship certificate, with some allowances and subsidies.

However, the end date was set for two months later, even though everyone was leaving tomorrow.

Tan Wenbin teased: "Brother Liangliang, this isn't like you."

Back in Mountain City, Xue Liangliang would borrow the company car to take them out, always filling up the gas himself before returning it; he wouldn't take advantage of public resources.

Xue Liangliang shook his head: "It's sort of an unspoken rule. Offshore assignments are tough, and not many people are willing to do it. Unlike me, others don't have extra income from side jobs."

In the evening, the construction team hosted a small internal gathering to bid farewell to Xue Liangliang's team.

Recently, there were no accidents on the construction site, and everyone credited it to a high monk from Guiyang, who was, of course, invited by Xue Liangliang.

After the gathering, everyone went to rest.

Tan Wenbin went out and returned to the earth building to give a token of appreciation to the two elder sisters next door, each getting a red packet, which he slipped through the door crack after calling out.

The next morning, refusing to take the construction team's project vehicle, everyone decided to ride Ran Dacheng's tractor to the county.

Along the way, they passed a small waterfall where a group of local village kids were diving in with just their swimsuits on.

This is an entertainment unimaginable in the dreams of children from the plains.

A waterfall is, after all, too much of a luxury.

Xue Liangliang looked at Li Zhiyuan and asked: "Xiao Yuan, do you want to give it a try?"

Li Zhiyuan shook his head.

Xue Liangliang: "I wouldn't mind giving it a shot."

Li Zhiyuan: "Once the Nantong cross-river bridge is built, you'll be able to dive to your heart's content; the bridge is much higher than this waterfall."

Xue Liangliang was taken aback and then said: "This trip has been exhausting; I've made a travel itinerary to take you all around Guizhou for some fun?"

This trip was indeed exhausting—dealing with evil spirits, then healing injuries, and later working at the construction site.

In the past, they would resolve issues with evil spirits and return immediately; it never dragged on this long.

Xue Liangliang originally wanted to see Xiao Yuan refuse, but unexpectedly, Xiao Yuan nodded directly and said:

"Agreed."

Xue Liangliang: "I was just joking."

They first went to the county, then the city, and finally headed straight for the provincial capital's airport.

At the time, flying was still something most people in the country only saw on TV.

This was one reason Xue Liangliang used to frequently travel to Nantong—he could finish work early and leave, not worrying about reimbursing train tickets, buying flight tickets on his own, and using the saved travel time for river jumping.

This was definitely one of the perks of traveling with Brother Liangliang.

Even the charter car waiting outside the airport in Shanghai was pre-booked by Xue Liangliang over the phone; he was impressively familiar with the whole process.

Yet even so, sitting in the car, Xue Liangliang still felt dissatisfied:

"The transportation isn't developed enough yet. Once infrastructure is improved, traveling back and forth between cities will be more convenient and save a lot of hassle."

Tan Wenbin: "Then we'll just wait for the future."

Xue Liangliang: "By then, we'll be old too."

Just as they entered the Nantong Territory, Xue Liangliang had to get off the car first as he'd reached his destination.

Tan Wenbin asked if he would visit Mr. Li's house; Xue Liangliang said unless something special happened, he wouldn't, asking Tan Wenbin to send his regards to Mr. Li.

The group continued towards Shigang.

Sitting in the front passenger seat, Li Zhiyuan looked out the window, calculating the time to reach home based on the speed.

He didn't know why he was doing this, but he simply wanted to.

Facing his "eight-year-old self" at the bottom of the lake, he could wake up quickly from his illness because now he was very different from his past self.

Compared to a normal person, he still lacked emotions, but compared to his former self, he was already emotionally abundant.

Upon arriving home, walking along the village road then into the new wide road leading to Grandpa's house, he caught sight of a slender figure sitting on the second-floor balcony, giving Li Zhiyuan a dreamlike feeling.

Tan Wenbin took out his written notes, having been writing during the return trip, preparing and refining a story for Granny Liu.

For this, he even sought Brother Xiao Yuan's advice, hoping it would sound more pleasant with some references.

Li Sanjiang was not at home; he went to a retreat, taking Uncle Qin and Xiong Shan with him.

In fact, taking just Xiong Shan to the retreat was quite a spectacle by itself, yet he took Uncle Qin too.