The convoy was still some distance away when the villagers spotted it. In the dead of night, the cars' high beams were incredibly conspicuous! Especially in a village where, once night fell, the only light outside came from the moon.
"They're here, they're here! Cars are coming!" someone shouted excitedly.
"Is that them bringing Brother Yuan back? Why does it feel like there's more than one car?" someone asked in confusion.
In the end, it was the old village chief who settled the matter. "It must be Brother Yuan," he said. "Who else would come all the way out to our village this late at night?" He then called out, "Come on, let's all go welcome Brother Yuan. We all have him to thank for the good New Year we're about to have!"
Since the medicinal herb cultivation base had started operating, the villagers had all become its employees. Their daily tasks consisted of tending to the herbs—turning the soil, watering the plants, and so on.
