Yuan Yuxun had just pushed a cart full of sheep manure out when the village cadre stopped him: "Comrade Elder Yuan, oh my, Comrade Elder Yuan, quickly put it down, these comrades are here to take you back to Beijing."
The village cadre who earlier couldn't bear to face him now smiled like a blooming flower, it was truly embarrassing to watch.
The comrade who got off the vehicle quickly walked up to Yuan Yuxun and said: "Elder Yuan, I am Fang Rusheng, delegated by the higher authorities to bring you back to Beijing to resume your position."
Yuan Yuxun wasn't too surprised, after all Yunyi had already told him that the notification should come soon, advising him to be ready to return to Beijing at any time.
Being elderly, whether or not he returns to Beijing doesn't matter much, but his grandson is still young and can't stay here forever, so he didn't refuse, yet it wasn't apparent that he was very happy.
