I take the whole village out of poverty and become rich

Chapter 36 It's so powerful, why didn't you make it to the provincial newspaper?
On the small wooden dining table, there are quite a few bowls and plates, which seem to be quite a lot.

If you look carefully, they are all ordinary to shabby farm dishes, two vegetarian dishes, plus a plate of red oil kimchi, and two bowls of sweet potato porridge, which is the lunch for the mother and daughter today.

Jiang Qingyue, who came home from the village committee to prepare lunch, helped Jiang Mu to move to a seat beside her, and then moved the chair towards the table.

Jiang's mother picked up the spoon, scooped up a mouthful of sweet rice porridge, and turned to look at the opposite daughter, "Qingyue, what are you up to these days?"

Jiang Qingyue sat down beside her, "The cooperative has just started a lot of things."

Mother Jiang's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, "Thank you for your hard work, daughter."

Jiang Qingyue smiled, and put a chopstick in her mother's bowl.

Mother Jiang turned slightly to one side, approaching Jiang Qingyue, "How are you getting along with Officer Huo?"

"Mom!" Jiang Qingyue put down her chopsticks helplessly, "It's not like your daughter can't get married, there is someone like you!"

Jiang's mother was seriously puzzled, "Why are you married or not? What are you thinking! Mom means that Cadre Huo has a high prestige in the village now, he is a college student in the provincial capital, and he has helped us. Now you are working in the village. , whether it is for the relationship between colleagues or to learn from him, we must benefit from it!"

Jiang Qingyue:
She lowered her head and glanced at the old pair of cloth shoes on her feet, and thought of the fairy sister Gu Haitao was talking about, and the elegant and artistic female reporter just now appeared in her mind, suddenly took a deep breath, and looked at Mother Jiang with a smile, " OK, I listen to you."

"You lied to me again!" Mother Jiang gave her a white look, "Every time you lie to someone, you will unconsciously pinch your index finger with your left thumb. Doesn't Mom know?"

Jiang Qingyue quickly let go of her left hand and buried her head in her meal in embarrassment.

After a short silence, Mother Jiang said softly, "Qingyue!"

"Ok?"

"Do you know how Mom and Dad got together?"

"Oh, mom, don't do this!" Jiang Qingyue slapped her chopsticks on the table in a rare way, slightly annoyed.

There was still tenderness in Jiang's mother's weak voice, "Good boy, Mom didn't ask you to post back, but just thought that if he is a person worth entrusting for life, you should not miss the opportunity because of unnecessary worries. Just like Mom took the initiative to pursue her own happiness as before. If he is not, at least you will not regret it for the rest of your life after you recognize it."

"Mom! Do you know what you're talking about! Do you think your daughter is so mean?"

Jiang Qingyue stood up abruptly, rushed into the room, lay down on the bed, and buried her head in the quilt.

She didn't have much anger at her mother's remarks, and there was nothing to be angry about.

What's more, it's regret, regret about my background, regret about my current situation;
It is also a tangle, a rare tangle between the rational retreat with self-knowledge after recognizing the huge gap between the two parties, and the emotional impulse to meet the lover's yearning.

One side is calm and sober, but the fantasy in her heart is like wildly growing grass. Whether she is precocious or independent, she is just a 19-year-old girl.

She turned over and stared blankly at the top of the bed, only seeing the shadows accumulated on the plastic paper by the dust falling from the roof, mottled like her life.

"call!"

Jiang Qingyue let out a long breath, and along the way, shook off all the clutter in her heart, and silently made up her mind.

That's not her life, it's just a glimpse of her life, and she shouldn't mess up her position because of those things.

She got up slowly, and habitually tidied up the bed she had messed up, but saw a box beside the bed.

A shoebox.

She picked it up in surprise, slowly opened it, and a pair of sneakers lay quietly in the box.

Brand new and beautiful.

There is a piece of paper on the shoe.

Picking it up, Jiang Qingyue only took one look, and her eyes turned red.

【My daughter is no worse than anyone else, and deserves all the good things in this world. 】

Jiang Qingyue sat by the bed, holding the paper.

In the dark room, the light from the bright tiles on the roof just shone on the beautiful handwriting.

The black ink characters shone charmingly under the bright light.

"Sister Hongmei is the same. Her family's conditions are not good, and she still has to dig out the coffin to ask me to go to the town to buy shoes for her daughter. It's not like Qingyue girl has no shoes to wear."

Not far from Jiang’s house, in Tieniu’s house, the fat and tall Erniu mother tore open a pancake, took a bite, and shared her story with her husband and son while chewing.

However, the two "iron bulls" on the table were only focused on grilling the rice, and didn't care about the family's shortcoming she said at all.

Tieniu looked at his son, "Eat more, there is still half a group of soil to measure in the afternoon."

Er Niu buried his head in grilling the rice, humming in a low voice.

Tie Niu ordered again: "Tonight, bring me more beds and covers, it's a bit cold at the head of the warehouse."

"You just lock the house, you don't need to guard it yourself!" Erniu Mama frowned, "The village is only so big, and there are people living around it, so there are no thieves here." Well!"

"You know a hammer!" Tieniu snorted, "If you want to do it, you have to do it well. Will Murakami give me a few hundred extra dollars every month?"

"Take care of the ball!" Er Niu Ma muttered angrily, her kindness was not rewarded.

After a few bites, the two iron towers threw their chopsticks and walked out again.

"Come back one day, have a meal, take a nap, and then leave, what do you think of the house!"

"No, those things without a conscience don't even sleep at the head of the room!"

"Speaking of me, I'm also cheap. I can't hear the sound of sweating (snoring), and I can't sleep well!"

Er Niu Ma was cleaning up the dishes cursingly, but there was no real anger on that face.

As far as she is concerned, her own man and her own son have a career to do, so how could they be really angry.

The arrival and departure of provincial newspaper reporters is just a small ripple for Hushan Village;

Uncle Yong was stubborn and threw the measuring device angrily. It was also just a small episode. Under the shock of the provincial newspaper reporter's mistake, everyone immediately agreed to use the village committee's unified measuring device.

Measure and register the land area of ​​the original people.

Then delimit the planting area of ​​medicinal materials, and then according to the area on the land contract certificate of each household and different wishes, the land should be adjusted, and the contract should be signed.

When everything was clarified and the land of each household was clear, Tang Yuxuan returned to Hushan Village on a motorcycle, bringing news that the agricultural machinery had been contacted, and detailed quotations for various agricultural tools.

Of course it is the rental price.

Next, salvia miltiorrhiza will usher in the harvest period, and after that, the leveling and turning the soil can be directly used for equipment.

Small-scale agricultural equipment is relatively light, and the passability will be much better. When encountering a road that is too narrow to pass, everyone can make do with stones and bricks.

Concentrated planting must be a large piece of soil, and even the roads and slopes between the original land and the soil will be directly unified and leveled. According to preliminary calculations in the past few days, more than 30 acres of land can be created out of thin air.

Unknowingly, the official construction period of Hushan Village Qianli Medicinal Material Professional Cooperative/Wenxing Medicine Hushan Village Medicinal Material Base has quietly begun.

In the blink of an eye, it's another Friday of the week.

Liu Chao, who was in Jingcheng with Huo Qianli, left his Xingguang Village at five o'clock in the afternoon, and came to the familiar Internet cafe in Sixi County in the dark.

This week, his life was not easy. The leaders of the town came to him personally and encouraged him. It's a mess.

But he didn't have any work results. In order to make some highlights in the report, he almost scratched his scalp. Finally, it's the weekend, so why don't you hurry up and relax.

Skillfully told the network administrator to turn on the machine, ordered a bowl of green pepper fried rice with shredded pork and a bottle of Coke, Liu Chao sat comfortably in a chair, and opened the QQ communication group of their college student village officials.

On Friday night, this QQ group became lively again.

SHEEP: I would like to ask, how did the two prodigal sons who aspired to work hard last week achieve this week?

Who knows the heart of a prodigal son: Monday, work hard all day, play cards and drink at night; Tuesday, drink; Wednesday, play cards;

Pine:
㊣er Eight Classics of Love: Sure enough, the words of the prodigal son cannot be trusted.

Sunshine Boy: Too much!
Happy prodigal son: I am different from him. I worked hard for five days.

Deep love on e-network: How is the result?

Happy prodigal son: I think it's better to play cards and drink now.

━☆Silenceづ:
Pine:
North by Northwest: I went back this week and studied it carefully. I already have some preliminary ideas and hope to make some achievements.

There was a burst of congratulations and praise from the group.

North by Northwest: Don't be like this, I'm just picking up people's tooth and wisdom, and following the path of a good man.

Serious Xue: Me too. I was inspired by him and had some ideas. This week's work was not bad.

Everyone praised again, and they felt a little sour while talking.

I usually don't feel it alone, but now I see my peers have achieved results, and I regret and envy them.

At this moment, a message notification sounded.

Chu Kuangge: Is it blowing up again?It's so powerful, why didn't it appear in the provincial newspaper?
(End of this chapter)