A group of people beating drums and gongs was particularly attracting the attention of passersby. Those sitting in ox carts stuck their heads out to watch, and those walking stopped to take a closer look. Even the workers in the nearby fields glanced over a few more times.
Everyone's attention was on the red display board at the front of the advancing group. Some passersby read aloud as they watched, "Warm congratulations to Comrade Zhou Jiao for being awarded a first-class merit…"
The group walked to the entrance of Zhang Family Village and, without hesitation, turned left to enter.
This left the Zhou family members who had rushed to the roadside with bitter expressions. Zhou Jiao was a child of Zhou Family Village! But nobody dared to say it out loud.
The Old Captain was leading his team members, enthusiastically busy, happily looking at the golden wheat ears. Hearing the faint sound of drums and gongs, he paid no attention.
