Return to the countryside to engage in industry

Chapter 90 Acting Village Chief
Yang Zhenyu waited in the house for a while, but Wang Xiuying didn't come back for a long time. She was worried and went out to patrol.

"Sister Mao, have you seen my grandma?" Yang Zhenyu asked as he passed by Mao Hongqin's field and saw her working in the field.

Mao Hongqin put his hands on the hoe and panted, "Go to the village committee to have a look, many people have gone."

"What did the village committee do?" Yang Zhenyu asked curiously.

"I don't know, I just went to watch the fun anyway."

"Okay, thanks, Miss Mao!"

Yang Zhenyu rushed to the village committee.

A large group of people gathered on the basketball court in front of the village committee, making a lot of noise, and they couldn't hear what they were saying.

Yang Zhenyu went up to take a look, and there was an old woman sitting at the gate, crying and fussing.

It was Mrs. Zhou, with disheveled hair, waving her hands constantly, "My corn! The corn I planted so hard! Damn wild boar~ Is your village committee taking care of it? I won't live anymore!"

There were tears all over his face, and one of the cloth shoes on his feet was kicked off.

Mrs. Zhou couldn't listen to the neighbors around you who advised me one by one.

Yang Zhenyu found Wang Xiuying in the crowd, "Grandma!"

Wang Xiuying looked back at Yang Zhenyu and gave him a hand, and said in a low voice, "Your grandma Zhou is so pitiful, the wild boar has wiped out all her corn fields."

"It's all arched?" Yang Zhenyu asked in surprise, "Didn't Uncle Zhang go to deal with it a few days ago?"

Wang Xiuying said: "The damn beast went again last night."

"Look at this corn, how has it been gnawed?" Wang Xiuying said, picking up a corn that Mrs. Zhou brought from the ground this morning.

"I ran into a wild boar in the back mountain last night." Yang Zhenyu said.

When the people around heard it, they turned to look at Yang Zhenyu, "Xiao Yang, is it big?"

"how many?"

Yang Zhenyu said: "There are more than a dozen of them, and some of them weigh more than a hundred kilograms. I knocked on the iron basin to drive them away."

"Hey, Mrs. Zhou has no one at home, how can she dare to chase wild boars with her body?"

"I went to her house in the morning to look at it. Half an acre of land was destroyed. How can she live?"

Yang Zhenyu said: "Where's Director Zhang? Won't he come out and take care of it?"

"It is said that I went to the village for a meeting. There are a few young people in the village committee, and there is nothing they can do about Mrs. Zhou."

Wang Xiuying said: "Sunwa, go and persuade your grandma Zhou, she often hugged you when she was young."

Looking at Grandma Zhou's current situation, Yang Zhenyu guessed it would be useless to persuade her.

He went up to give a hand, then turned around and said to the general manager of the village committee, "Bring out the chair."

The young girl had never seen such an occasion, she was frightened, she nodded quickly, and ran into the house.

Mrs. Zhou raised her head to see that it was Yang Zhenyu who was helping him, twisted Yang Zhenyu's arm and cried out, "Grandson, your grandma Zhou is suffering~, the Baogu land has been ruined by animals, and the country doesn't care about poor people like me. "

Yang Zhenyu comforted: "Grandma, you get up and sit on the stool, the ground is cold."

Mrs. Zhou twisted and refused to let go, but Yang Zhenyu didn't have any good words to say, so she still sat on the ground and made a fuss.

Yang Zhenyu can't do anything, and now I'm afraid only Zhang Mingkang's return will work.

Zhang Mingkang, who was still in a meeting in the village, received a call from the villagers, and hurried back on his bicycle. Mrs. Zhou's children were all out of town, and no one was in charge, so it was easy to cause accidents.

Zhang Mingkang hurried back.

"Director Zhang is back."

"Director Zhang, please try to persuade him! Our persuasion is useless."

"I'm looking at the Baogu field that the old lady Zhou is watering with manure. Now it's all covered by wild boars. I feel very distressed."

Zhang Mingkang went up, picked up the cloth shoes and put them on for Mrs. Zhou.

"Director Zhang, Director Zhang~"

She couldn't speak clearly, Mrs. Zhou burst into tears when she saw Zhang Mingkang.

"Xiao Yang, help me and carry your Grandma Zhou inside." Zhang Mingkang said.

Yang Zhenyu nodded and walked up.

The villagers also came forward to carry it.

"Go back to the duty room!" Zhang Mingkang instructed Yang Zhenyu, and turned to the villagers and said, "Go back, I will find a way to deal with the wild boar as soon as possible."

The villagers dispersed slowly.

Yang Zhenyu put Mrs. Zhou on the bed in the duty room with his back on his back, and poured her a glass of water.

Zhang Mingkang rushed in, and said with disgust on his face: "You are so old and making trouble at the door, so many folks look at it, are you ashamed? If your children find out, they will think that the village committee has done something to you?"

Yang Zhenyu could hear the concern in Zhang Mingkang's tone.

Mrs. Zhou cried and patted her thigh twice, "The corn is gone, Director Zhang, if the wild boar is not killed, I will not live."

"It's up to you whether to kill or not. Don't look at people as animals, life is precious!" After finishing speaking, Zhang Mingkang took out 300 yuan from his pocket and handed it to Mrs. Zhou. take it."

Mrs. Zhou cried and said, "Director Zhang, less than eight or nine hundred catties for half an acre of land. Last year, Baogu received nine cents. How much is 300 yuan?"

After crying, he patted his thigh twice.

Zhang Mingkang and Yang Zhenyu looked at each other, and Yang Zhenyu suddenly understood that he was crying like this at such an age, and he could still calculate the price of the rice in the field.

Crying and fussing, in the final analysis, she wanted the village committee to give her money.

But it's really pitiful to think that her children don't care about her.

Half of the year's income is gone.

"Hold it first, and we'll talk about the rest later." Zhang Mingkang tucked it into Mrs. Zhou's arms, and stabilized her first.

Mrs. Zhou picked up the money and immediately put it in the inner pocket of her clothes.

"Don't make trouble anymore, rest well and go back by yourself." Zhang Mingkang instructed.

He dragged Yang Zhenyu to his office.

Yang Zhenyu guessed: "Uncle Zhang, did you pay for the 300 yuan yourself?"

Zhang Mingkang said: "Let's not talk about this first, I will go to the village newspaper and tell you another important thing."

"what's up?"

"The old secretary is sick, and his son took him into the city."

"I've heard folks say about it."

Zhang Mingkang said: "I went to the township for a meeting today. Mayor Ma means that the old secretary will retire in a few months, so that he can recuperate with peace of mind. I will take the place of the old secretary temporarily, and the decision will be made after the general election in the second half of the year."

Yang Zhenyu said: "Is there still a choice in this matter? It is already a certainty."

Zhang Mingkang said: "You are temporarily acting as the village director of Yangjiawan Village!"

"I act as an agent?" Yang Zhenyu pointed at himself and asked in surprise, "Does it mean you or the village?"

"I recommended it. Mayor Ma thinks you're good, so I'll let you try it first, and the file will come down in a few days.

From now on, I will be in charge of the inside, and you will be in charge of the outside. We will find a way to develop the industry in Yangjiawan Village. "Zhang Mingkang stretched out his hand and grasped Yang Zhenyu's fist.

"It's a bit sudden, Uncle Zhang, I haven't thought about it." Yang Zhenyu scratched his head.

"It's nothing serious, I'll let you know if something happens."

"You asked me to make an appointment at the village committee every day, but I won't do it!" Yang Zhenyu declared.

"Leave those things to the general manager, and you will be in charge of the industrial development of Yangjiawan Village." Zhang Mingkang said, "Although the villagers have a good impression of you now, if you sit in this position, you will definitely face many doubts. So you, the acting village director, should perform well before the election to gain the trust of the villagers."

(End of this chapter)