I take the whole village out of poverty and become rich

Chapter 12 The Way to Break the Game
In the afternoon after the meeting, Huo Qianli accompanied Professor He around the village, Zhang Chi and Gu Haitao followed behind.

The four of them climbed up the hill together, and went for a stroll by the river in the village. When they were resting by the side of the road, Professor He took a look at Huo Qianli, "Little Huo!"

Before he could say any words of comfort, Huo Qianli pointed to the fields below that were divided into small squares by the ridges, and said excitedly: "Professor He, you said that if the land is successfully concentrated into pieces, these field ridges and paths will be Can't it be used? Then if the whole village is successfully transferred, wouldn't we be able to create dozens of acres of land out of thin air?"

Professor He showed sincere appreciation on his skinny face, and patted him on the shoulder vigorously, "Xiao Huo, I believe that you can definitely accomplish this."

Huo Qianli scratched his head, "Actually, I want to encourage you and encourage you to think of a way."

"Hahahaha! I know why Lao Han likes you."

Professor He's laughter echoed in the forest, startling a group of birds and fluttering their wings.

Gu Haitao and Zhang Chi squatted aside each biting a piece of dog's tail grass, and looked at each other, not knowing what was serious.

In the early morning of the next day, Professor He took Zhang Chi away.

Before leaving, Professor He held his hand and said seriously: "I have a student who works in your Dongjiang County. When I go back this time, I will tell him about you and encourage you from the government level. , you must not give up. If there is a situation, you can communicate on the phone at any time, and if you have an idea, come to Jincheng to find me, and I will take you to the pharmaceutical company."

Huo Qianli gave a solemn hum.

"Come on, the future is bright!"

Gu Daqiang rode his bike himself, and the smoke and dust rolled up and took people away, leaving behind a clear road and ardent expectations.

Looking at the rough and winding dirt road, Huo Qianli rubbed his face in distress.

There will be a way, he reassured himself.

"Brother Qianli, where are you going now? The village committee office?"

Gu Haitao was heartless and didn't worry at all about the departure of his companion.

Huo Qianli felt a little heavy, and patted Gu Haitao on the shoulder, "Go back and watch your Tianlong Babu first, I'll go for a walk."

Gu Haitao asked concerned: "Brother Qianli, what's wrong?"

Huo Qianli smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, you can go and play."

Gu Haitao said with concern: "Say it out and listen, maybe I can comfort you!"

Huo Qianli raised his eyebrows, "Do you know how to comfort others?"

Gu Haitao grinned, "Wouldn't your back hurt to stand and talk?"

"Screw you!"

Huo Qianli punched him while laughing and cursing, and his mood was indeed a little lighter.

Unknowingly, he walked to the small slope again. Seeing most of the village spread out in front of him, Huo Qianli's eyes involuntarily fell on the house of the family by the river, and fell into a long silence.

clang!clang!clang!
Huo Qianli's thoughts were interrupted by a knocking sound. Looking at the reputation, there was a family not far away. Two men were holding tools and working hard on a big stone on the side of the road.

This is a common thing in the village. Some are because it is inconvenient to block the road with stones, some are afraid of danger, and some simply need stones, so they use local materials.

That boulder is not small, it is as tall as a person, placed there like a big buffalo.

But the two men on the side are not simple, they are tall with big waists and round arms, they look like two black towers.

Huo Qianli knew these two, and the taller one was Zhan Baozhuang, who was considered to be the person with the highest "strength value" in the village. Compared with his name, his nickname was more suitable for him: Tie Niu.

The one next to him is Tie Niu's son Zhan Hu, whose nickname is Er Niu.

I saw Zhan Erniu holding a steel drill in his hand and nailing it to a corner of the stone; Tieniu held a big hammer in his hand and slammed on the top of the steel drill.

The steel drill was smashed into the stone bit by bit, and then the steel drill was knocked sideways, shaken and pried, a small piece of stone was pried off, and then smashed into gravel easily by a few hammers .

Huo Qianli's heart moved slightly, and a glimmer of inspiration flashed away, but he couldn't be caught, so he had to continue reading.

The cooperation between father and son became more and more familiar. Under repeated operations, small stones were peeled off one by one, and large stones became smaller visibly with the naked eye.

The sun moved silently in the sky, and the light and shadow changed quietly, but Huo Qianli didn't notice it at all.

He watched quietly, there was already a pile of gravel beside the two of them, and the big stone had become only the size of a basket!

Er Niu, who was holding the steel drill, shook his hands, and stood the steel drill in the middle of the stone. The iron bull, who was wielding the hammer, spat in his palm, took a deep breath, and swung the hammer to smash it down.

clang!
"I see!"

Huo Qianli's brows that had been tightly locked were relaxed, and a smile reappeared on his face.

The major event of land transfer is like this big rock. Previously, he subconsciously considered all the villagers as a whole, trying to persuade them to accept this matter, but as the old saying goes, every family has its own hard-to-recite scriptures, even In such a simple environment as a school, there are top students, average students and underachievers in every class, not to mention so many villagers!
A big rock cannot be smashed with a hammer, and the villagers cannot be persuaded all at once.

The big rocks can be hit in pieces, and the villagers can naturally persuade them.

Clan relations can be a force for them to unite against themselves, but it may also be a sharp weapon for their own differentiation and persuasion.

The more Huo Qianli thought about it, the more excited he became. Every time he thought about it, every time he thought about it, all kinds of feasible ideas came one after another.

He took a deep breath and forced to suppress these thoughts, because the most important thing to think about right now is how to break the situation.

Although this matter is similar to that of knocking a big rock, it is still different in the way of handling it. Hitting a stone is a side drum, but this matter has to blossom in the center.

The person who broke the game is especially important.

He sat down again for a while, thinking, watching the Zhan family father and son put gravel into baskets and pick it back to the courtyard dam, and mixed some sand, gravel and cement to pave and fill the road, slowly thinking about it.

The thoughts in his mind gradually became clear, Huo Qianli swept away his previous confusion, and looked excited.

The setting sun gradually receded, and only a gleam of afterglow was still on the hills in the distance. Huo Qianli was walking home when he saw Gu Daqiang and his son walking out of the room with a bag. He smiled and stepped forward, "Brother, go find someone to drink today." How about two glasses?"

Gu Daqiang was slightly taken aback, "Who are you looking for?"

Huo Qianli said, "Gu Chengrong."

Gu Haitao on the side immediately widened his eyes, "Brother Qianli, you are amazing! My dad and I are going to go to Grandpa Rong's house with you!"

Gu Daqiang silently opened the plastic bag in his hand, which contained two packs of stewed vegetables, "I just went to the town to cut it."

On the way to Gu Chengrong's house, Gu Haitao looked at Huo Qianli suspiciously, "Brother Qianli, how did you think of being with my dad? It's amazing!"

Huo Qianli glanced at Gu Daqiang who looked normal, and was moved by his cold face and warm heart, so he reciprocated and explained to Gu Haitao, "This is not a guess, but a calculation. You also know the results of yesterday's meeting, since you can't eat it all at once. Fatty, then we can only take it one step at a time, first convince the key people, and the rest will be much easier."

Gu Haitao nodded his head half understanding, "Then why is it Grandpa Rong?"

"There are four groups in our Hushan Village, but there are only two surnames, Zhan and Gu, so some people ridicule the people in Hushan Village for looking forward and backward. The three groups of the village committee are mainly composed of people with the surname Gu. Said, if all people surnamed Gu agree, then the three groups can basically win." Huo Qianli looked at Gu Haitao with a smile, "Then tell me, among the people surnamed Gu in the three groups, who has the highest prestige?"

"Of course it's my dad!" Gu Haitao looked proud and proud, "My dad is the village head!"

Huo Qianli twitched the corner of his mouth, "Don't talk nonsense."

Gu Haitao had no choice but to think about it honestly, "My father said that in the countryside, seniority is the first, virtue is the second, official position is the third, and money is the fourth. Except for my father, there are only Grandpa Rong, Grandpa De, and Gan. The second uncle. Grandpa De has bad morals because he bullied the juniors, so the second uncle went out to work and is not at home."

His eyes lit up, "With such calculations, Grandpa Rong is really the only one!"

Huo Qianli rubbed his head, "Look, you can analyze problems too!"

Gu Haitao took a sneak peek and saw a smile flashing across his father's face, and he also frowned with joy.

For the next few minutes, Gu Haitao, who was always talkative, didn't say a word. Huo Qianli couldn't help but wondered, "Why are you so honest now?"

Gu Haitao didn't raise his head, "I'm trying to figure out when Qiuyan and I will get married!"

Gu Daqiang withdrew his hand silently, fatherly love is always like this, silent and deep.

Ten minutes later, at the gate of Gu Chengrong's house.

Gu Daqiang looked helplessly at the old woman blocking the door, "Third Mom, I'm just going to find Third Dad for a drink, you don't have to do this!"

The old woman who was still smiling at Huo Qianli two days ago looked natural, "You think too much, is the third mother like that? Your third father is really not at home. He just had a fight with me and went out. I don't know Where did you go?"

The three had no choice but to turn around and leave.

After walking a few steps, Huo Qianli suddenly said softly: "Is that how you give up?"

Gu Daqiang didn't say a word, seeing a man walking by in front of him, he quickly stepped up and grabbed it, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The man shook his head as soon as he heard it, and Gu Daqiang straightened his face, showing the majesty of the village chief, and the man had no choice but to walk towards Gu Chengrong's house as if resigned to his fate.

"Uncle Rong, your grandson got into a fight at school, Teacher Qian called you over!"

Standing at the door of Gu Chengrong's house, the man yelled at the top of his voice, and within a minute, an old man in a white vest kicked his slippers and ran out in a hurry.

In the corner of the house, beside the bamboo forest, an old man who had "already" run away from home suddenly appeared, and met Gu Daqiang and the three of them face to face.

The evening wind blows, the bamboo leaves shake, and the awkward atmosphere ferments in silence.

(End of this chapter)