I take the whole village out of poverty and become rich

Chapter 227 Boiled Egg and Grapefruit
A one-story house stands quietly next to the bamboo forest.

The bungalow is not big, only about 150 square meters, with an earthen dam.

There are two large bundles of corn stalks in the dam, and the poles have not been removed in time, which looks like a huge barbell.

An old woman was picking up chicken droppings everywhere in the dam with a shovel.

Under the eaves, half of it was filled with firewood piles, and next to it were several baskets of golden corn cobs, and the other half was not big, and there were many people sitting there.

Several people in white shirts silently rubbed their shoulders.

The village head, Huang Youquan, was chatting with everyone when he suddenly remembered something and ran into the house in a hurry, and after a while, he came out with a few bowls with the old man who had entered the house.

Huang Youquan looked at the crowd with a little embarrassment, "I thought he might make some boiled eggs, but he didn't stop him. Leaders, let's try it!"

The old man was so embarrassed that he was at a loss, "I don't know."

"Grandpa is too polite! I haven't eaten boiled eggs for many years!" Huo Qianli stood up with a smile, took the bowl, and smiled at the rest of the people: "These free-range eggs still taste very good. OK."

"That's right! The chickens in my house are never fed!" The old man nodded quickly.

The top leader said so, and the rest of the people had to accept it with a smile if they didn't like it, not to mention they enjoyed this feeling in the first place.

While eating, Huo Qianli asked, "Old man, how is the situation at home?"

"I'm sorry to ask, it's okay." The old man sat directly on the threshold and said with a smile, "If you have enough food and warm clothes, what do you need?"

Huo Qianli held the bowl, "Where are the children at home?"

"It's working outside! I took my grandson out too." The old man's smile faded away, his expression a little sad, "I come back all year round and play for ten days and half a month before leaving."

The village head, Huang Youquan, persuaded: "The phone is so convenient now, why don't you contact me more!"

Huo Qianli looked at Huang Youquan, "Is there any problem with the old man's house? Have you evaluated it?"

"It's been evaluated." Huang Youquan glanced at Gao Yuanming, "Secretary Gao led the team at that time, and the experts in the city evaluated all the houses as long as there are people in them."

Huo Qianli nodded, "Old man, how much money can you afford in a year now?"

The old man thought for a while, then looked up at the old woman standing aside with a shovel, "Aren't you in charge of the money? What are you doing there with a shovel?"

The old woman smiled quickly and said, "If you go back to the leader, you will have 6000 yuan a year."

"It's not a son, is it from the wife's side?"

"Of course not, my son and daughter-in-law can earn so much in two months!" The woman showed pride.

Huo Qianli nodded with a smile, chatted a little more, and said, "Old man, the eggs just now are not bad, are there any more, I want to buy some to eat back."

"Yes! Just wait!"

After saying that, he went in, and quickly took out a bag of eggs in a cloth bag, "Here are fifty eggs, I'm afraid they will be smashed, and they are filled with rice. Secretary Huo, take them well."

The bag was heavy, Huo Qianli took it carefully with both hands, and handed it to Wang Wei behind him.

Wang Wei was taken aback for a moment, and just about to say that I wouldn't buy it, Huo Qianli said speechlessly, "Get it for me!"

Then Huo Qianli touched his pocket and said with a smile, "How much?"

"What kind of money are you talking about!" The old man waved his hand, "It doesn't cost money to raise it yourself, Secretary Huo, if you think highly of us!"

He smiled and pointed to the two bundles of corn stalks in the dam, "To be honest, which official is willing to help us carry this thing!"

In the end, Huo Qianli still gave the money, which was a bit higher than the market price.

Seeing this, Wang Wei had an idea, and planned to go along with the leader, and went up to him to say that he would come too, but Xiao Yao quickly pulled him back.

Then, everyone bid farewell and left.

The old man standing on the edge of the dam and waving to everyone smoked a cigarette and looked at his wife, "These officials are different!"

The old woman snorted, "It's all from the mouth, so it's okay to say that it's not just to see later."

The old man stared at her speechlessly, "I'm too lazy to tell you!"

After speaking, he tore off the shoulder pole and was about to continue picking corn stalks in the field, but just after taking two steps, a shovel lay across the road ahead.

The old man looked over in surprise, and the old woman stretched out her hand.

"Day by day, I got into Qian's eyes!"

The old man resentfully slapped the few tens of dollars that hadn't warmed up in the old woman's hand, and left the house resentfully carrying the pole.

The woman snorted, carefully unwrapped a cloth bag from her waist, opened it layer by layer, put the money in it, rolled it up, stuffed it back into her waist again, patted it, and continued to work with satisfaction.

Huo Qianli and the others didn't know what happened after they left, so they walked around the village again.

Along the way, they passed many abandoned houses, those collapsed earthen walls, like the order of the village community abandoned by the times, and only people can vaguely see the bustle and life of the past.

Those with a little bit of money took advantage of the subsidies to build new houses on the roadside of the village committee. This choice is exactly the same as that in Hushan Village.

In the ravine below, only the elderly and children live in the few houses, waiting for the family reunion during the Chinese New Year.

The forest structure of a settlement of five or six families in the past has been completely dismantled, leaving only a few lonely families watching each other from a long distance away.

The house, like the people in it, is getting old.

They once met three or five children running wildly together, laughing and screaming, which is the only vitality and hope in this valley.

After walking for about two hours, everyone only saw one group.

But that's enough. For the rest, just go to the village committee and listen to the village chief.

When they arrived at the village committee, when their buttocks touched the chair, and when the back of the chair supported the tense muscles in their waists, many people groaned in satisfaction.

Village head Huang Youquan came in with several plates, and each plate contained a peeled grapefruit that hadn't been taken out yet.

He explained with a smile: "Leaders, the pomelo in our village is delicious! If you are tired from walking, try it!"

Gao Yuanming also said: "Secretary Huo, Mayor Cao, and Mayor Xiao, this grapefruit is really good. I come to their village every year to get some for myself and give to my friends."

Hearing this, Huo Qianli picked it up and squeezed it, "The skin of this grapefruit is very thin!"

On the other side, Xiao Yao moved faster, threw a piece into his mouth, and his eyes lit up, "Mmm! It's delicious!"

Huo Qianli took out the grapefruit, split it in half, and took another piece, slowly tore off the skin, took out a piece of milky white and yellowish pulp, put it in his mouth, chewed it lightly, his eyes immediately brightened.

The pulp is different from the honey pomelo that you usually eat. It is not so firm and compact, but it is crisp and tender, moderately sweet and sour, and not lacking in water.

"Secretary Huo, are you okay?"

"Well, it's delicious! It's really good, and I'll get some back later!"

"You want it!" Huang Youquan smiled and said proudly: "It's not cooked yet, it will taste better when it's cooked!"

Huo Qianli was eating grapefruit, his expression suddenly changed.

This grapefruit, did you mess up?

Such a thought suddenly came to his mind.

"Are there many grapefruit growers in our village?" Huo Qianli asked.

"Talk too much, say too much, don't talk too much." Huang Youquan said nonsense, and explained: "Every household grows enough, but hey, every family doesn't grow much. Only a few households grow a little more, and one household grows a lot. Two acres of orchards are all sold, but they can’t be bought for a lot of money, which is barely better than farming.”

He sighed, "It's just our luck (bad), we finally got some pomelo trees but couldn't promote them."

Huo Qianli wondered, "Why do you say that?"

Gao Yuanming helped to explain: "Secretary Huo, the town has thought about replicating the model of Hushan Village before. In the whole town, let's see if there are any good things in each village, and we can help them out. We also have our eyes on Niujiao. The pomelo tree in the village. But the problem is that the cultivation of pomelo trees, even if it is grafted, takes at least four or five years to produce fruit, and another one or two years to reach the full fruit period, which is too long. "

Huo Qianli nodded, temporarily suppressed this thought with some regret, and said with a smile: "Let's find a solution slowly, Village Chief Huang, please tell me about the situation of the other groups in your village."

Huang Youquan nodded and began to speak.

By the time everyone finished chatting, it was almost six o'clock in the afternoon.

It was getting dusk in the sky, Huo Qianli closed the notebook he was taking notes in, and said to Huang Youquan with a smile: "Village Chief Huang has worked hard today."

Huang Youquan hurriedly said: "Where is it, Secretary Huo, you are the ones who have worked hard. If you go uphill and downhill, why don't you just have a meal here before leaving!"

Huo Qianli waved his hand, then looked at the two village chiefs of Zhuyang Village and Yaowang Village who had been making soy sauce for a day, "Tomorrow, you two will have to work hard."

The two waited for a day, and finally waited for clear news, and nodded excitedly.

The tireless car carried tired people, a bag of eggs and a few grapefruits, and left slowly.

The three village chiefs stood at the gate of the village committee of Niujiao Village, watching the car slowly leave, and lowered their hands in greeting.

Huang Youquan took out a cigarette case from his pocket, distributed one to each of them, and said, "Secretary Huo is different from the previous leaders!"

"Indeed, following him, you can see that Secretary Gao has changed."

"Do you think it is possible for us to become like Hushan Village?"

"That's a little unrealistic!"

After a chuckle, Gao Qiang, the head of Zhuyang Village, said, "Okay, I'm leaving, and I'm going to prepare for tomorrow's reception."

Zhang Yongfa, the village head of Yaowang Village, also nodded, "Well, I'm going back to make arrangements too!"

Huang Youquan politely asked to stay: "Let's go after eating!"

"Don't eat, don't eat, eat after the work is done!"

The two waved their hands and walked out, then stopped.

Huang Youquan asked curiously, "Claw?"

Gao Qiang and Zhang Yongfa turned their heads, wanting to cry, "Damn it, our motorcycle is still in town!"

(End of this chapter)