I take the whole village out of poverty and become rich

Chapter 3 Truth and Choice
"Come on! Brother Huo, take a bite."

Sitting on the table again, Gu Daqiang raised his wine glass with a smile.

The food had been reheated, but Huo Qianli no longer had the previous interest, he reluctantly raised his cup to touch Gu Daqiang, straightly tilted his neck and poured it down his throat, and fell silent again.

Gu Daqiang paused, then drained the wine in the glass, then turned around and grabbed a handful of fried peanuts from the cabinet, put them on the table, peeled one and threw it into his mouth, "Today's matter has nothing to do with you, don't think too much. "

"The boy just drinks and plays cards when he has nothing to do. It is common for him to beat his wife when he loses money. Everyone in the village knows that stealing people is just an excuse he made. No one believes it."

"Often things?" Huo Qianli immediately showed indignation, "The village doesn't care? All these years!"

Gu Daqiang took out the cigarette case, shook one and handed it over. After Huo Qianli shook his head and refused, he lit it himself, took a deep breath, and squinted slightly in the smoke, "How old do you think Xu Yanting is? She is Gangwazi's wife."

Huo Qianli's sallow and haggard face flashed in Huo Qianli's mind, and he tried his best to guess in the direction of youth: "25?"

"17."

Gu Daqiang spit out a number and looked at the shocked Huo Qianli, "The two were classmates in junior high school, and later they became pregnant. Just now, Wazi raised 2 yuan and gave it to Xu's family, and brought him back."

The baby was about one year old, plus the time of pregnancy, it means that Xu Yanting was only then
There was no wind in the room, and it was still August, but Huo Qianli felt a chill on his back.

He repeated, muttering, "15 years old."

Gu Daqiang took a puff of cigarette and sneered, "Give the girl to the Gu family, from now on you don't have to worry about tuition and living expenses, and you can get an extra 2 yuan. This is a very simple calculation."

Arithmetic. Huo Qianli sighed secretly, and said, "But our village should take care of it!"

Gu Daqiang didn't answer directly, "Do you remember the woman in the red dress standing at the front eating melon seeds today?"

Huo Qianli nodded, "The man next to her should be her husband."

Huo Qianli had a deep impression of these two people, not only because they stood at the front, but also because they were one of the people who laughed the most when he accused domestic violence.

"That's Xu Yanting's uncle and aunt." Gu Daqiang paused, looked directly into Huo Qianli's eyes, and added, "My dear."

Huo Qianli leaned back in his chair as if struck by lightning.

He didn't ask any more questions. He dared to come to work in the countryside, so he had some understanding of the countryside, and he already understood the attitude of Xu's parents and relatives.

From this, he also understood the attitude of the Gu family towards Xu Yanting.

It's not a family, it's a purchased item, or a purchased
He really didn't want to mention those two words, so he pursed his lips in silence and clenched his fists unconsciously.

Gu Daqiang threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stamped it out with his foot, picked up the wine bottle, filled the glasses of both of them, and then took the initiative to touch each other, "The only thing we can do in Murakami is not to be too outrageous or too frequent. It’s definitely not good to see blood like today. But there are too many things that happen every now and then, and I can’t control it.”

Holding the wine glass, Huo Qianli turned his head to look out the window, thinking of those earthen houses without windows, and said with emotion: "It's because I'm too poor."

Gu Daqiang took a sip of his wine and smacked, "You are right, it is indeed because of poverty."

He peeled off a fried peanut and held it in his hand, "An old man in the third group was diagnosed with a disease half a year ago. He drank pesticides a few days ago. I found the only car in the village to deliver it to the town. You also saw that road, we pushed and lifted, covered in mud, the old man died when we reached the main intersection. His illness is not serious, but it costs money, five or six hundred a month."

"One group has a married woman who sneaked away within two months of giving birth to her baby. She would rather not have her own baby than be poor."

"The second group of daughters with family members by the river were sent out to work to earn money by their mothers and old men before they graduated from junior high school, and were murdered outside by wicked people. Their bodies could not be transported back."

Gu Daqiang patted Huo Qianli on the shoulder, "I said this to tell you that there are too many things like this in this place. You just came here, so don't take it too seriously and think about it."

After speaking, he raised his glass, raised his voice, forced a breath of heroism and excitement, and lifted the glass, "Okay, okay, I'm done talking! Come on, take a full sip."

Huo Qianli looked at him, and instead of toasting, he said seriously: "Brother, then you can't be poor anymore."

At this moment, he forgot the desire to overtake and make contributions, and he forgot the hesitation after witnessing difficulties. He only had the purest desire, and only the passion to change the village so that these tragedies would never happen again.

But unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Gu Daqiang put down his wine glass and his face became calm.

After a short silence, Gu Daqiang said slowly, "Actually, before you, there were three support cadres in Hushan Village."

He raised his head slightly, recalling his face, "There is a college student just like you."

"That college student is also amazing. He came back from his studies in Yanjing. It is said that the old man is still a big leader somewhere. When he came here, he also said the same thing as you just now. He is determined to make the village rich."

Huo Qianli listened silently, he already knew the ending.

Gu Daqiang's subsequent narration was also the same as what was written in the materials. The ending of the college student full of pride was just like those villagers in the village who always talked about "one hour" and other big words. After quickly disarming and surrendering , get merciless ridicule.

"Let me tell you the truth, some things are not that simple. You might as well live in the village for the past three years, and try to find a way to transfer back to the city as soon as possible. Your food and accommodation are subsidized by the government, and I don't We will deduct. The two of us cooperate well. The country will implement the policies, and we will not find trouble for ourselves. You don’t even come to the village. It doesn’t matter if you live in the town. Let’s play leisurely. When the time is full, I will give you The whole good evaluation, let you go back to the city and do a good job! Do you want it?"

Gu Daqiang looked at Huo Qianli with a serious expression.

Huo Qianli was stunned, he never expected Gu Daqiang's attitude to be like this.

"I'll think about it. Brother, I'm a little tired, so I'm going to rest first."

Forced to maintain politeness, Huo Qianli said hello and got up and went back to the room.

The reception of the wind, can be regarded as parting ways.

In the dark night, in the room on the second floor, Huo Qianli sat at the desk with a notebook spread out in front of him, sometimes meditating, sometimes writing and drawing;
On the dining table on the first floor, Gu Daqiang, who was still unsatisfied, ate peanuts and wine while facing the table full of dishes.

In the following days, Huo Qianli did not give a clear answer to Gu Daqiang's proposal, and he calmly started his work in Hushan Village.

Familiar with the information, familiar with the policy, familiar with the village, familiar with the villagers.

The villagers also gradually became familiar with this handsome college student, and they called Mr. Huo fluently one by one.

On Friday afternoon, Gu Daqiang drove him to the town on one of the few motorcycles in the village, then returned to Jincheng by car, and returned on Sunday afternoon.

Gu Daqiang didn't question him either. In his eyes, Huo Qianli's actions have shown his attitude. A person who wants to go back every weekend to enjoy a better life is destined to be just a passer-by in Hushan Village.

A month passed quickly.

On the Friday of the fourth week, Huo Qianli returned to Jincheng again, but this time, he did not plunge into the library like the previous three times, but went to the administrative building of Shuzhou University.

After failing to find a solution on his own, he went to his teacher for advice.

Halfway there, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and went to the fruit shop in the school.

"97 in total."

The owner of the fruit shop put a large bag of fruit on the scale and quoted the price with a smile on his face.

Huo Qianli frowned slightly, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I may not need so much."

So I took a bag and took out nearly half of it, "That's all."

The fruit shop owner's smile became much more forced, and he glanced lazily and said, "62."

Huo Qianli hummed, took out 35 yuan from his wallet and put it on the scale, picked up another bag and walked out.

The owner of the fruit shop was taken aback for a moment, and twitched the corners of his mouth after he realized it. He had been hunting hawks all day, but he didn't expect to be pecked by an hawk, but he had nothing to say, and he was helpless.

Ten minutes later, Huo Qianli stood at the door of an office in the administrative building and knocked lightly on the door.

(End of this chapter)