In the morning, he made some Baklava for his daughter to sell by cycling around, and logically speaking, she shouldn't have returned by this time. Zhou Qizheng felt helpless about having his daughter peddle along the streets, and his identity along with his utterly poor cotton farming skills made everyone in Uluqosa Town look down on him.
The daughter calling out at this time would mean either something had happened to his wife or that wicked woman Jiva was up to her old tricks, trying to pilfer his son again.
Squatting on the ridge for a while, Zhou Qizheng felt anxious upon hearing his daughter's calls. When he suddenly stood up, his head felt dizzy and his vision went dark for a moment. By the time his head and vision cleared, his daughter Pali Dan had already brought a young man over to the field ridge.
"Are you Mr. Zhou? I'm a technician from the town," the man said as his shoes crunched on the sandy soil. A technician sent from the town?
