I take the whole village out of poverty and become rich

Chapter 217 The Pioneering Tiger Mountain Village (Big Cup)
"What are you doing? Do you want to send money?"

On the dam, a few villagers got together and asked questions from the soul when they opened their mouths.

"I want to fart! If you sleep at night, cover the hook! Would you like to send you a poker?"

"It always feels like a big battle. Think about it, when Cadre Huo was here, he held a few village meetings, established a cooperative, and got college students to enter the village. It's not a big deal!"

"This isn't the time for Director Huo to be here. Leader Huo didn't even come!"

"It's not that I hope that he will move a little bit, so that the days will be a little bit brighter!"

"Okay, okay, don't be chattering here, there is a meeting!"

When the villagers were seated, Gao Yuanming and Gu Daqiang walked out first, followed by four old men headed by Gu Chengrong.

When the four of Gu Chengrong sat on the rostrum, looking at the figures of the four who tried their best to hold their heads high, the villagers immediately started whispering.

"Okay, okay, the meeting is over, the meeting is over!"

Gu Daqiang raised his voice and yelled a few words into the microphone. The voice was so loud that he was taken aback for a moment, and he couldn't help muttering: "The dog day is louder than the bad microphone before! Damn you! Jump (shock me)!"

The low-pitched muttering was clearly introduced into the field through the microphone, causing loud laughter.

Gao Yuanming was still a little uncomfortable with these words on this occasion, but he kept in mind what Huo Qianli told him before coming here: When dealing with the villagers, just listen to Gu Daqiang.

Although being the deputy secretary of the town committee and not being able to call the shots sounds a little bit useless, but thinking that Secretary Huo and Gu Daqiang are called brothers and sisters, it's okay.

Gu Daqiang waited for a few tens of seconds, then said again: "Have you finished laughing? Let's have a meeting after laughing."

A few villagers howled with a hippie smile, Gu Daqiang rolled his eyes, "I asked your factory for half a day off today, and you don't deduct wages, which delays the time, and the matter is not finished, so you deducted it." Money, you just press it until they beat it!"

As soon as the words came out, no one dared to be Pipi (show off).

"I called everyone together today, just one thing. The atmosphere in our village needs to be cured! I haven't known it in the past few years, but each of you is playing a bit level! I've only been a month, and I can't even give gifts. I gave away a few thousand dollars. I even asked my mother-in-law two nights ago, are we the poorest people in the village! How come they don’t even bat an eye when they give gifts, why do I feel so heartbroken when I give them away? Hey? There are also all wearing gold and silver, I have never seen so many rich people in Jingcheng!"

There was a burst of laughter below, and it was very interesting to hear Gu Daqiang, the veritable richest family in Hushan Village, cry for poverty.

Gu Daqiang stopped his brisk tone, and his voice became deep, "I went to the village and looked through the accounts of the cooperative in the past few years. Everyone's dividends are getting smaller every year, and working in the industrial park doesn't make a lot of money. The annual income is only [-] to [-]. They haven’t become rich yet. Why are they so extravagant when they spend money? I also heard that some people have to eat well and dress well when they borrow money. It’s only been a few years since the days when several households shared a pig, how did it become like this?”

The people below stopped laughing, frowned, and their expressions gradually became unnatural.

"Everyone knows that I don't have a good culture, and I can't figure out these things, so I asked Cadre Huo, oh no, it's Secretary Huo now. He analyzed it for me and said that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in our village .Listen clearly, it’s the customs, not the feng shui, nor the weather, so don’t spread the word! Huo Secretary Huo’s reputation will be ruined!”

Some people laughed heartlessly, and then shut their mouths under the calm and disgusted eyes of others.

"Later, Secretary Huo thought of a way to help us. What is the specific method? We asked Secretary Gao from the town to tell us about it. Everyone is welcome!"

Amidst the warm applause, Gao Yuanming slightly nodded towards Gu Daqiang with some admiration, and then said: "Fathers, folks, hello, everyone, I am Gao Yuanming, just now the village head said the solution to this problem, but in fact I also talked about it." No, it’s just an attempt, an attempt made by everyone along with our government.”

"The main purpose of this attempt is to make everyone's life easier, better and happier. The problems mentioned by Village Chief Gu are actually not problems that our government directly intervenes in the management, because in the final analysis, it does not involve any violation of discipline or law. But it did cause trouble for everyone, so Secretary Huo thought, can we set up a program to let everyone solve this problem by themselves. "

He looked at the old men sitting on the left and right sides, and said with a smile: "So, we invited four sages from the village. We hope that by discussing with them, we can establish a benign operation model and maintain a good atmosphere in the village. .”

"Secretary Gao, I'll interrupt." Gu Daqiang held the microphone, "To put it simply, Uncle Rong and the others will help you refer to these things in the future, whether you want it or not! Whoever thinks it's not worth it can stand up and say it."

All villagers: .
The above four people are related to most of the families present here, and they all want to call out their old life, who dares to have an opinion!
Gu Daqiang coughed, "You can have this."

Immediately, the next person answered the conversation in a clever way: "This is really useless!"

Gao Yuanming also understands that the next words are not suitable for him, so he said with a smile: "Please tell me the specific situation, Mr. Gu."

Gu Chengrong took the microphone, "I have nothing to say."

As soon as he spoke, he found that the microphone was silent, so Gao Yuanming turned on the microphone switch for him.

"Actually, there is nothing to talk about. At that time, Daqiang and this was your surname?"

Gao Yuanming kept smiling speechlessly, "Your surname is Gao."

"Oh, Daqiang and Secretary Gao came to me and talked about this matter. We old men thought about it for a while, and we really can't do it like this. Everyone didn't earn much money, and the day seemed to be endless. Same, how many years have you been able to afford to eat pork casually?”

"So we said, some of us old people discussed a village rule, and let White Beard read it to you. If there is any problem, just say it on the spot. After today's meeting, we will make it a decision. Everyone Take a copy back to read, and if there are things in this area in the future, just come here!"

"Then, Daqiang organized the four of us to set up a red and white council. I am the president, Whitebeard is the vice president, and Mr. Fu and Mr. Gui are the directors. If you have any red and white matters, we will come forward to help Everyone is talking about how to organize and how to do it, there is a method!"

"The last one, you beat the hammer and cut the evil, quarreled and bickered about those crap things." Gu Chengrong pointed to a room on the side of the village committee, "There, you want the whole meeting hall, if you have anything to do, come there, the four of us If you have nothing to do, you will be there, and we will help you mediate."

"In a nutshell, in a nutshell, in one sentence, this Hushan Village needs a different way of life, a good life, a relaxed life, and a meaningful life!"

The voice fell, and the whole room was silent.

Gu Chengrong stared, "I've said so many things, I don't even know how to slap him!"

The applause sounded like a dream, but the hesitation and curiosity in everyone's hearts were not dispelled.

Then White Beard took out the village rules and regulations discussed by the four elders and Gu Daqiang in the past two days, and read them to everyone.

After reading, White Beard looked at the audience, "If you have any opinions, please let us know. Let's fully discuss and discuss."

Villagers, you look at me, I look at you, and there is silence.

A middle-aged man stood up hesitantly, and the white beard coughed, and sat back down with a shiver in his fright.

Another man wanted to stand up, but his clothes were pulled by the woman beside him, and he pouted towards the stage. Gu Chengrong on the stage looked at him with a half-smile.

The four old men sitting on the stage covered the two surnames of Gu and Zhan, with high seniority and extensive connections.

These four people sat there and stared at each other, why are they giving opinions!
"I have no objection! If there is no objection, then it's settled like this!" White Beard tapped the cigarette stick in satisfaction, "I will ask Murakami to print this thing out, and send a copy to each family, and everyone will take a picture!"

Seeing the villagers being photographed in the "excessive power", they dared to be angry and dare not speak up. While suppressing a smile, Gu Daqiang also admired Huo Qianli's judgment, so he cleared his throat and said, "There is one more thing I want to tell everyone. .Although there are some problems that need attention in the social atmosphere of our Hushan Village, Secretary Huo and the town leaders feel that the fundamentals of our Hushan Village are still good!"

A villager sitting in the front row muttered, "It's not nonsense, our Dongjiang noodles are so famous!"

"I tell you to read more books a day!" Gu Daqiang scolded with a smile: "The basics, the basics, are not the noodles you eat!"

Everyone couldn't help laughing, and the slightly uncomfortable atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

Gu Daqiang knocked on the table, "For this reason, Secretary Huo and the town leaders decided to organize a selection of moral models in our Hushan Village, and select a model of filial piety, diligence and integrity."

He glanced around, "The selection method is that everyone votes publicly. Winners will each receive a big red certificate, a certificate, and 1000 yuan! The entire industrial park will publicly announce their praise for three days."

As soon as the voice fell, everyone in the audience was surprised.

For the villagers of Hushan Village, the official praise is still very attractive. When some villagers moved in the past, they even specially shoveled down the "Glorious House" and other awards that were pasted next to the door of the earth embryo house. , Reposted in front of the main entrance of the main room of his new house.

What's more, although the attraction of 1000 yuan is indeed not as great as it was a few years ago, it is not a small amount, who would not want it for nothing.

Just when everyone was thinking about how to get this reward, Gu Daqiang said again, "Now that everyone is here, we will vote on the spot! Immediately, our village committee staff brought out two tables. There is a voting form. From the first row, in order, one by one, write down who you want to vote for, and vote by secret ballot, so you don’t have to worry about offending anyone if you don’t fill it out.”

"If you can't write, or can't read, you can find Uncle Rong, and Uncle Rong will help you fill it out. You can always trust Uncle Rong's character, and you must never reveal which one you chose!"

A villager raised his hand, "Village chief! For such a big matter, let's go back and discuss it!"

"Claws! You have to go back and ask your mother-in-law for instructions? Are you scratching your ears?"

Gu Daqiang rolled his eyes, causing everyone to laugh, and he gave up the idea of ​​soliciting votes in private.

Gu Daqiang said: "Today's vote, just two words, fair! Fair! Still fair! I hope everyone will take it seriously! Now, start from the furthest one in the first row, and fill out the form!"

The staff of the village committee has moved the table and placed it on both sides.

There is an open box on the table, next to it is a pen and paper, and put it into the box after writing to fully protect privacy.

The rest of the staff helped to maintain order, and it didn't take long for the votes to be cast.

Gu Daqiang gathered all the tickets together and sang them in public, and the three winners were convincingly announced.

Seeing the representatives of the three families standing on the stage, holding a certificate in one hand and 1000 yuan in the other, the shutters of the cameras flicked, leaving their bright smiles, and the villagers were full of envy.

And in the afternoon, when those who went to work in the industrial park or wandered around the village saw the big red commendation letters posted everywhere, and when they listened to other people's comments, the sour feeling in their hearts became even stronger.

At the same time, the old man with the white beard came to Brother Yuan Bao's yard.

"Bao Yuan, why don't you just put the wine for the day after tomorrow?"

The white-bearded old man held the cigarette stick, looked at Brother Yuan Bao, and began to discuss.

Brother Yuan Bao was holding a cigarette, with a look of embarrassment on his face, "Dad Yao, I've already bought everything for the house, why can't I just show it off if I don't want to?"

White Beard twisted a pinch of tobacco and lit it, took a puff, and said calmly: "I bought something? Who will cook it? It's not that I have never eaten the rice cooked by your housewife. It depends on luck."

Brother Yuan Bao showed embarrassment, "We just prepared things and called them the water mat."

"Which one? Let me ask. Tell him to quit. We can't make a deal, so we call Secretary Huo and the others in the town to talk about it."

Brother Yuan Bao was so choked that he had nothing to say, he threw the cigarette butt on the ground a little angrily, and stepped on it with his foot, "Dad Yao, you can't do that, I'll just invite a guest, and I didn't offend anyone, what's the matter?" OK!"

The old man with the white beard sighed, "It's fine if you say you have a business, I won't stop you. Look at what kind of wine you're buying. The baby is in high school and you have to invite a guest to receive a gift. You Don't you think it's embarrassing?"

Brother Yuan Bao cocked his neck, "What's the matter, they have something even more exaggerated, every day the big cow in the house gives birth to a calf and they have to treat them!"

White Beard said seriously: "That's why we can't go on like this!"

Brother Yuan Bao took out the cigarette case, hesitated for a moment, got up and went to the room to get a pack of good cigarettes, and put it directly in the hands of White Beard, "Dad Yao, then you will be stricter after I finish this time! I Resolutely obey!"

The white-bearded old man put the cigarette case back into Brother Yuan Bao's hand, and sighed, "Bao Yuan, do you think you've earned it?"

He stretched out his old finger and pointed at Brother Yuan Bao, "If you settle this table, our rules will be abolished, our rules will be abolished, and then it will be the same as before. The money you got back this time, don't you still have to pay for it?" Spit it out? Spit up more!"

Brother Yuan Bao took the cigarette case and put it in his trouser pocket, then took out the cheap one he was smoking, took out one and lit it, spread his legs, put his elbows on his knees, took a sip, looked up at the white-bearded old man, "Father Yao, why do you start with me! Then the person in front wins? Is it just me who suffers?"

The white-bearded old man tapped the cigarette rod, "On the face of it, it just happened to be these two days, and there must be a start, count your luck. If you are talking about reckoning, it's not that you will never be invited. When you have a big event in the future, you should invite me." Still please, the money will be collected back as well.”

"If our two fathers said behind closed doors." The white-bearded old man looked at Brother Yuan Bao, his voice lowered, and he said earnestly, "Baoxing's baby went in, and he engaged in corruption and harmed many people in the village? You wrote a letter to clean up Don’t worry about Gu Chengde, even though it’s over, do you think everyone doesn’t remember it? This time, it’s worth your effort for Murakami, and for our surname Zhan to earn some face. What do you think?”

Brother Yuan Bao lowered his head, smoked a cigarette silently, threw the cigarette butt away, and sighed, "Your old man has said so, what else do I have to say! I'll just listen to you!"

The white-bearded old man finally showed a smile on his face, "Now that Secretary Huo is here, Daqiang is also back, honestly follow Murakami to work, there is a future!"

Brother Yuan Bao raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.

Not long after the white-bearded old man left, Yuan Bao, who was "kicked out", came back in a hurry, and asked anxiously, "Why do you say that?"

Brother Yuan Bao frowned, "What are you talking about?"

The woman stomped her feet anxiously, "What else is there! It must be our treat the day after tomorrow!"

Brother Yuan Bao glared at her, "A treat? Who are you to invite? The village rules clearly state that big things should be handled in a small way, and small things should not be done. Extravagance and waste should be avoided, and human comparisons should be avoided. Our baby is in high school, so who are you to invite! Murakami We’ve already held a meeting and talked about it, what else do we want? Do we have some organizational discipline!”

The woman looked at him strangely, as if to say, organization and discipline?How long have you had that thing?
Brother Yuan Bao blushed from this gaze, snorted, and walked out the door.

After walking out, he came to the neighbor's house, stood at the gate of the courtyard and howled, "No one gets it!"

The man in the room walked out quickly with a smile, "Brother Yuan Bao, sit down!"

Brother Yuan Bao sat down and took out his cigarette, "The day after tomorrow we won't serve the wine, let me tell you!"

The neighbor was taken aback, not sure if it was fake or real, "Why don't we do it? Isn't it all settled!"

Brother Yuan Bao smiled, "Didn't Murakami issue the village rules? We have to listen to the arrangements! This kind of trivial matter shouldn't be so complicated!"

The neighbor leaned forward, "Really?"

"Hey! I'm sorry (cheat) your paws!" Yuan Bao patted his chest, "I've been lax about Murakami's work for a long time! Only when the masses support Murakami, can Murakami's work be carried out Well done, we will make money!"

"Brother Yuanbao! You really want this awareness (really good)!"

Brother Yuan Bao stood up proudly, feeling that he was doing well.

In a courtyard, a young woman quietly opened a locked cabinet in the master bedroom, took some biscuits and sugar from it, and handed them to her curious seven or eight-year-old son.

"Go, bring it to your mother-in-law and tell her to eat."

The son blinked suspiciously, and did as he was told.

The old woman sitting in the yard basking in the sun was slightly surprised when she saw the food her grandson brought over.

At this time, the young woman's laughter sounded in the main room behind her, "Mom, I bought some food and put it on the cabinet in the main room. If you want to eat, you can pick it up and eat it yourself!"

The young woman picked up all the delicious food in the cabinet and put it on the cabinet next to the dining table in the main room, within reach.

The old woman froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Yes, thank you for your trouble."

The young woman rubbed her hands, "Oh! You have worked so hard for most of your life, so you deserve to enjoy your life! What's the matter, we should be filial as children! When the time comes, just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll go to town purchase!"

The old woman hummed with a smile, "Thank you for your attention."

The little boy unpacked a pack of biscuits, took a piece and handed it to his grandma, "Grandma, there is sugar on this biscuit, do you taste it sweet or not?"

The old lady took it and took a bite, "Well, it's crispy and sweet, delicious!"

"Then you should eat more!"

"My dear grandson, you eat thiophene too!"

"I don't want to eat, I'm going to talk to my mother about something."

After finishing speaking, the little boy ran away in a flash. The old woman looked at his back, put half of the biscuit in her mouth, squinted and smiled, and the wrinkles on her old face were rarely reunited.

"Mom! Hurry up!"

"What's the matter! I'm too busy to cook!"

"Come on! I'll show you something."

The little boy dragged the young woman's hand to his room, took out a small box from behind a pile of clothes in the closet, and proudly said: "Look, do you know that I hid a small box here?" ?”

The young woman looked serious, "What are you hiding, did you steal our money!"

The little boy snorted and opened the box, revealing the empty inside.

"I just want to see if you can find it. If you can't find it, when I grow up, I will hide the delicious food here so that you won't eat it!"

The young woman's heart skipped a beat, and cold sweat broke out on her back.

A week passed slowly, with Brother Yuan Bao taking the lead, and the rest of the villagers were persuaded to keep up. It was rare for Hushan Village to spend a quiet week.

In a yard, the couple are eating.

The man took a sip of the porridge, then smashed his mouth, "It's been a long time since I've had a drink, and I'm still not used to it!"

boom!
The woman took out the wine bottle from the side cabinet and put it heavily on the table, "Drink it!"

"Where do you come from to be so arrogant, you're going to be so talkative!" The man glared at her, then pouted his mouth, "Drinking a few drinks alone has a hammer meaning."

"Do you think going out to dinner means not giving money or gifts?" The woman gave him a blank look, "This week, there were four meals, and we saved at least 400 yuan. What's wrong with the 400 yuan? We used to I didn’t get [-] yuan for a month!”

The man resentfully said: "It's not that the money sent out will not come back!"

"Go and ask, except for being shameless, all guests are invited, which one is making money, you men drink so much (drunk) all day, and we give the money, of course you don't My heart hurts! I have the audacity to ask again at the end of the year, money? The money is all in your tortoise's stomach!"

The more the woman spoke, the more angry she slapped her chopsticks, "Anyway, I firmly support Murakami's incident this time!"

"If you support it, you will support it! I didn't tell you not to support it!" The man was annoyed, "Go and get me a wine glass, and you should have a drink at the head of the house!"

Qianfu Town Committee and Town Government, Gao Yuanming knocked on the door of Huo Qianli's room.

Huo Qianli looked at the smile on Gao Yuanming's face, and said with a smile, "It seems that there is a happy event!"

Gao Yuanming laughed, "Secretary Huo! The trial in Hushan Village is going well, and the feedback from the masses is all right. I think we can try to promote it in the whole town."

Huo Qianli leaned on the table with his elbows, crossed his fingers, and rubbed his thumbs together, "Hushan Village has a mass base, and a considerable proportion of the villagers have also received some management education in the factory in the industrial park. Things are not so exclusive, and Gu Daqiang's prestige is sufficient, so it has such a good effect. But other villages may not be so smooth!"

Gao Yuanming frowned upon hearing this, "Then?"

"It's okay!" Huo Qianli smiled, "I'll go back to Jincheng this weekend, get in touch, and try to educate everyone first."

Now that Huo Qianli had a plan in mind, Gao Yuanming was also relieved, said a few other things, got up and left.

After he left, Huo Qianli thought for a while, took out his cell phone, found the number he hadn't contacted for two or three years, and dialed it.

"Mr. Li, it's me, Xiao Huo from the Organization Department! Hey, I used to bother you in Hushan Village."

(End of this chapter)