The wind from the Yangtze River whistled, and the reeds by the river had all withered, yet the oilseed rape that Old Qian planted on the riverbank was still lush and green.
As soon as winter arrives in Yan Yang, it becomes bitterly cold. Due to coal burning for warmth, the outside is shrouded in grey, and one can't see such clear blue skies, let alone a hint of greenery.
Lin Xiaoqin really liked the climate in Linghai, and after picking some wild vegetables with Xu Haoran for a while, they picked dozens of tender oilseed rape plants and carefully made their way to the dunship along the floating bridge, carrying a basket.
"Ningning, where is your Supervision Boat?"
"It went to Shuzhou Port together with 001."
Han Xiangning walked out of the command dispatch room and called the two to come upstairs.
Lin Xiaoqin set down the vegetable basket and followed Xu Haoran upstairs and asked, "Your Supervision Boat is also going to participate in water safety protection?"
